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[replicaberry]

[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

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[littlesacredash]

What're you doing here?

[replicaberry]

[raises his eyebrows, tilting his head] ...Standing?

[littlesacredash]

But it's a weird place to be unless you're gonna help with the show.

[replicaberry]

[laughs softly] I was looking for something.

[bloodymelodic]

*takes her a while, as she wasn't done with her room, but she eventually makes her way to the stage area* Any luck?

[replicaberry]

[shakes his head slowly] Not a one. [...oh, he's going to regret that later.]

[bloodymelodic]

*sighs* Let me give it a look too. Just in case.

[replicaberry]

[hops backwards to sit on the stage] ...two pairs of eyes are better than one, no? I could've missed it.

[fononfailure]

*Have a Luke in a white tabard, watching you from some distance away.*

[replicaberry]

[it takes him a minute, but he raises his eyebrows at her. ...he's not terribly amused, but he's not about to let Ana go prime-evil on your ass.] How convenient... Hey! C'mere a second.

[fononfailure]

*hesitates for a moment before coming closer, but well out of reach.*

...yes?

[replicaberry]

[pfft, he's not gonna hurt you. he's Luke. he just kind of shifts his weight from one foot to the other]

...I'm sure you had your reasons for what you did, but I'm letting you know now that I'm not planning on holding her back forever.

[thereliableguy]

Hey Luke, what's up with this stage?

[replicaberry]

's Ana's. [unfolds his arms from his chest and instead clasps his hands behind his head]

[thereliableguy]

Ana? Is she a performer?

[replicaberry]

She sings. [he's not meaning to be short with him, he's just... kind of pensive]