A sharp intake of breath shocked him awake, he'd been having that nightmare again, the one where the Guardian came back and took away everyone he cared about, every Mall Rat, everything, and left Luke to burn down in the Mall while he did unspeakable things to the Mall Rats. It wasn't one he had often, but it was one he had, that's all that ( Read more... )

Luke was dreaming of Ellie and himself having a heart to heart over a candlelight dinner ( Read more... )

Luke found himself back into his room extremely annoyed. Immediately he peeled off his blue vest and then threw off red sauce stained shirt. Luke went into a dufflebag that he had procured from one of his many travels to the market and started to rumage through it. It only took a few seconds to find what he was looking for. Luke pulled out a blue ( Read more... )

Luke entered his room once more. He felt a bit detached--he wasn't angry, or saddened about Danni's reaction anymore. He was slightly disappointed, but Luke had come to a realization. Not everyone had forgotten about what he had done. He wasn't going to worry about it anymore. He knew that if he was waiting for the whole city to forgive, he'd be ( Read more... )

((OOC: Got to finish it! Yeyaya!))

It didn't take long for Luke to reach his room from the Main Cafe. As soon as he was inside his room, he realized that he was in no way sleepy. Luke scanned the room once again noticing the ever-intruding hairdye box. What was he going to do about that thing anyways? He was beginning to think that it was a waste ( Read more... )

Luke awoke, still finding it to be a bit of a shock that he had his own room again. Five days wasn't enough to get him used to something that he hadn't had in a few months. He turned around and faced the rolling chair that was situated right next to his bed. Sitting atop of the chair was a box with a guy with beach blond hair grinning up at Luke. ( Read more... )

"To freedom!"

Yells of exillaration boomed in the Casino, drowning out the blaring radio and many of the other conversations. Crashes of glass hitting each other as the people sitting at the table toasted each other. Luke raised his shot glass in the air.

A girl with bushy shocking gold hair, stepped on the table, her tattered red leather boots ( Read more... )