[There's a pale kid with tangled red hair staring down the communicator. He might be familiar to some people-- he's the same kid who was here a couple of months ago, though he looks remarkably like Luke and Asch anyway. He seems to have lost his shirt and he's only wearing black shorts now. Bare feet turn the PDA around and around on the grass, the
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Luke?
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M-- monster! It's the bed monster! Guy! Guy, hel-
[Until he trips and falls onto his stomach.]
-elp.
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I doooooooon't think whoever you're calling for is going to help you, wriggler!
[Leaning over him, and flicking him lightly in the head.]
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D-d-don't eat me-!
[Yeah, he'll just be curling into a ball instead.]
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[Laughing and poking him in the sides. STILL TICKLISH, LUKE?]
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[... Oh god. Oh god no. SHE'S DISSECTING HIM WITH HER CLAWS AND HE CAN'T ESCAPE IT. The ball of overgrown toddler dissolves into giggles and sobbing and flailing, perhaps a bit cuter than the first time it happened.]
S-- stop--!! [faklsdslaf gigglesnort. HE MIGHT DIE OF TICKLES AND THAT IS A HORRIBLE WAY TO DIE!!] Aaaaahaahaaha!
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You really don't remember me, Luke?
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At her question, he shakes his head and looks a bit downcast, picking at his nails instead of looking at her.]
No... I don't remember anybody.
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[She just keeps her arms around him, so he can't escape. Still, she doesn't like being forgotten B(]
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[Huh. She didn't know that.]
Natalia is your friend who... owned the restaurant, right?
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