The past, the present, and the future...
Who: izlegal "Legal" Luke Triton; bluecapboy Young Luke Triton
What: It's time to meet your destiny!
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Outside 947 Beulah
Warnings: None at the moment? Maybe a spoiler here or there.
Standing quietly outside the monotonous home of his younger self. Luke stared oddly at the house. He didn't quiet know what to make of this; his younger self even being there, and even so shortly after Layton! He'd expected they'd have at least been in the same house, but from what he understood, they most definitely weren't.
So, with a slight sigh, he pushed oven the gate, slid across the lawn, and stopped at their front door.
A pause, as he looked up at the shiny numbers "947", then struck the door with his knuckles. His hopes were that no drones answered--he'd become uneasy around them of late; particularly the milkman, but he knew it was best to contain himself for the time being.
What: It's time to meet your destiny!
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Outside 947 Beulah
Warnings: None at the moment? Maybe a spoiler here or there.
Standing quietly outside the monotonous home of his younger self. Luke stared oddly at the house. He didn't quiet know what to make of this; his younger self even being there, and even so shortly after Layton! He'd expected they'd have at least been in the same house, but from what he understood, they most definitely weren't.
So, with a slight sigh, he pushed oven the gate, slid across the lawn, and stopped at their front door.
A pause, as he looked up at the shiny numbers "947", then struck the door with his knuckles. His hopes were that no drones answered--he'd become uneasy around them of late; particularly the milkman, but he knew it was best to contain himself for the time being.