[It's early afternoon. The journal flies open and turns on abruptly in mid-air, a blast of resonating energy having blown it away from where it had been placed. As it flies, a few flashes of red, white, and black are visible, and when it lands, Asch and Luke are in the distance, swords clashing, the rec center just beyond where they're fighting. ( Read more... )

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[Private to Luke - message sent via headachey mindlink]

[Asch's voice is somewhat weak and disjointed, not as strong a link as it used to be]

Replica. Where are you?