Follow the man, follow the man...

[follow_the_man]

There is a very disconcerted-looking man leaning against the railing. Wearing a bulky, oversized sweatshirt with the hood pulled up, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He's a lot younger than he looks

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[rainbringsroses]

And here's a gaping April to stare at him.

In utter shock.

Oh, la. He probably heard that she'd died. Most of Alphabet City did, though she doesn't know it.

[follow_the_man]

Luther blinks and does a double take. What the...?

"April?"

He remembers her. Of course.

[rainbringsroses]

Of course. They shared a box for a month when she first got to the city. He's the one who showed her the ropes of being a sidewalker.

"Hey, Cowboy." she says, unsure of really how to react.

[follow_the_man]

"You..."

There's a long pause as he considers how to phrase this.

"I heard you died, sweetheart."

So much for tact.

[lovesleuth]

Hi, there! You new here?

[follow_the_man]

Luther blinks at Zanna for a moment. Or two.

"Uh... yeah? This isn't New York."

And we aren't in Kansas anymore, Toto. Thank you, Luther, for that brilliant observation.

[lovesleuth]

"Yeah, people tend to turn up here without meaning to," says Zanna, with an apologetic sort of smile, as if there were something he could have done. "I was on my way to class one day, and then I was just here."

[follow_the_man]

"Oh. Great."

Clearly he is not thrilled. At all. And not particularly in the mood for chit chat. Then again, he's not usually, when it comes to most people.

[im_just_someguy]

Mark eyed the almost familiar new man, "Do I... know you from somewhere?"

[follow_the_man]

Luther eyed him back from underneath the hood of his sweatshirt, frowning a little. Mark looks like someone he ought to recognize, but... doesn't quite.

"Maybe?"

[im_just_someguy]

He took a step closer, "You're from -- around Alphabet City, aren't you?"

[follow_the_man]

He nods shortly. "Yeah, I am." Most people who've been in Alphabet City for any length of time know him, one way or another.

[findonesong]

"You." Unfortunately for him, Roger recognized Luther right away. "What the fuck you doing here?"

[follow_the_man]

Luther tenses automatically, and shoots Roger a sort of glare.

"I could ask the same of you."

[findonesong]

"I was here first," Roger said, crossing his arms.

[follow_the_man]

Luther rolled his eyes at that - it was like the reasoning of a small child or something.

"You think I give a fuck?"

[thegoodest]

*gives him a bit of a strange look*

Hello.

[follow_the_man]

Luther returns her strange look with one of his own.

"Hey."