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Who: Luke and Mieu [BUT OPEN LIKE AN OPEN THING]
What: Luke's exploring. Mieu's being ... Mieu.
When: NOOOOOOW. I mean, July 06, 2008.
Luke's resolve? Though he hated to admit it, he had to make the best of this situation.
It was a good thing this happened after Van had been defeated, though; if it had happened too much sooner, he would've been in some deep trouble. But of course, it wouldn't have been his fault. Tear would have scolded him anyway, but hey, not his fault.
She'd find a way to blame him. They all would.
Pushing those thoughts aside for the moment, he held the small blue cheagle in his arms, the small, teal-furred animal unable to keep still in his arms. Luke had had just about enough of the thing.
"Damn it, Mieu! Hold still!"
"Miiieuuu! Master, Master, this place is so biiiig! And it gives us everything we need!"
"So does the manor, what's your damn point?"
"But there are new people here! New friends! Master, we should meet some of these people!" Luke sighed, exasperated. As much as he hated to admit it, Mieu was right.
However, his social skills were a bit lacking. He was still learning to greet people nicely, rather than be the brat he was so accustomed to being. He promised to change his ways, didn't he? Not just for the people who'd helped him, but for himself. And for the people of Akzeriuth, that city he ...
Luke pushed that thought to the back of his mind as well.
"Let's just look around more, 'kay Mieu?"
"Okay, Master!"
What: Luke's exploring. Mieu's being ... Mieu.
When: NOOOOOOW. I mean, July 06, 2008.
Luke's resolve? Though he hated to admit it, he had to make the best of this situation.
It was a good thing this happened after Van had been defeated, though; if it had happened too much sooner, he would've been in some deep trouble. But of course, it wouldn't have been his fault. Tear would have scolded him anyway, but hey, not his fault.
She'd find a way to blame him. They all would.
Pushing those thoughts aside for the moment, he held the small blue cheagle in his arms, the small, teal-furred animal unable to keep still in his arms. Luke had had just about enough of the thing.
"Damn it, Mieu! Hold still!"
"Miiieuuu! Master, Master, this place is so biiiig! And it gives us everything we need!"
"So does the manor, what's your damn point?"
"But there are new people here! New friends! Master, we should meet some of these people!" Luke sighed, exasperated. As much as he hated to admit it, Mieu was right.
However, his social skills were a bit lacking. He was still learning to greet people nicely, rather than be the brat he was so accustomed to being. He promised to change his ways, didn't he? Not just for the people who'd helped him, but for himself. And for the people of Akzeriuth, that city he ...
Luke pushed that thought to the back of his mind as well.
"Let's just look around more, 'kay Mieu?"
"Okay, Master!"