[It's not all that unusual to see Asch walking around alone, mostly avoiding people. It is, however, probably unusual to see him walking around without his standard >\ expression, not to mention a red and gold jacket ( Read more... )

[Being himself again - as opposed to masquerading as Asch - Luke is sitting kind of helplessly on a rock.]

...Where are you...?

[Distress! Luke is looking around frantically, not paying too much attention to who or what he might be bumping into, and he looks utterly devastated. He's so concerned that he hasn't even bothered with his usual wig and jacket - it'd take away time from his searching ( Read more... )

[Today, Luke is on his hands and knees, apparently looking for something. His Asch wig is... somewhere on the floor, having fallen off at some point during this endeavor of... whatever it is, and he's shed his jacket, as well.] Come on... this isn't funny anymore. Where the hell are you... [And now he's looking under a couch. Or trying to. Bug him ( Read more... )

[Here's Luke, kneeling not too far from the edge of a cliff in the moonlight, just staring out at the distance. He's got his wig off tonight, and the long-sleeved jacket he was wearing when he showed up is on the ground next to him, revealing that his right arm is completely bandaged. But he's just staring quietly, on hand petting Mieu, who is ( Read more... )

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Where the hell is this?