[Luke is sitting on a chair in the kitchen, dully watching one of the kittens he picked up last week eat out of a little bowl he seemed to have designated as his own. he's humming something quietly to himself, periodically flexing his right hand in and out of a fist]

... I wonder how long this'll last.

...hey, Luke.

[...The redhead in question being fononfailure. >>;; Also suddenly! NSFW!]

[Luke has found a pair of kittens. He has no idea how to take care of them, but he has scooped the pair of them up and is headed for a kitchen or something, in hopes of spontaneously gaining some sort of How To. do feel free to stop him and squee.]

...what the hell do you guys eat, anyway?

[mun was bored, and kittens are about the cutest thing ( Read more... )

[having taken a shower and not felt the need to become fully clothed again, Luke is headed back to... his room, or somewhere in the general direction of it, a towel around his neck and his coat/black top folded over one of his arms. idly, he rubs part of the towel over his hair, leaving it comically mussed. he makes a face, pawing the ends of his ( Read more... )

[ignoring the fact that more than half of the dressing room wouldn't understand the concept of Independence Day, fireworks are fun no matter what the reason. thusly, Luke has come across a stockpile of them-- although most of them are small and harmless. he's currently fidgeting with a box of sparklers and a lighter, nearly dropping the stick once ( Read more... )

[this evening, one can find Luke peering around the stage Ana set up and duct taped a few weeks back, until he finds something and holds it up for a second triumphantly before pocketing it] Found you, you elusive little bastard. For once I'm glad she doesn't keep better track of this thing...

[and now, with a switchblade hidden in his pocket and ( Read more... )

[a day late! but this is what happens when the mun is gone for approximately fifteen hours of the day damage control was intended. ...so, Luke is wandering back into the kitchen to survey the mess he and mixolydianmode managed to make, as seen here.]

...hooboy. [and he sets to cleaning it up, albeit cautiously]

[rattling around in the kitchen is a Luke, who appears to be attempting to make coffee. 'attempting' being the operative word. he doesn't seem to have noticed that boiling water won't do much to coffee grounds. shouldn't this sort of thing work like a tea bag...?]

[ooc; bother him, please. before he sets something on fire. edit; aaand, mun is off ( Read more... )

[Luke is leaning against a wall, looking somewhat unsettled and with his hands to his temples. he looks like he's concentrating on something, his eyes closed and his eyebrows knit together]

Asch, where the hell are you?

[feel free to pester him, he'll just require poking before he'll notice you.]

[sup dressing room, have a Luke. who is searching for something-- or more specifically, someone. he's being ...careful about who and what he approaches, but at the same time being very thorough in his search.] ...dammit.

Lena!

[ooc; ...y hallo thar, can has worried sister's pseudo-boyfriend? >>; fair warning; he might pull his sword on anybody ( Read more... )