fabrecation: (Part of me died that day)
[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE ([personal profile] fabrecation) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs 2013-04-02 09:01 am (UTC)

I...

[Luke had seen that brief expression, but he's too caught up by the one that he's staring down at now. It's so happy, so cheerful. Nothing like the original he knows, and - and it's all his fault, isn't it? He's the one who took that smile away.

The frown, as a result, falters, looking more unsure than anything, and he looks over his shoulder. He wasn't prepared for this at all. What does he do? How can he possibly save his original from the one thing he's always wanted? How can he take everything away from him again?

He can see the others like this, his - Luke's mother and father, Guy, Pere... and he shuts his eyes tightly, tries to think of it another way. He's trying to save a life. A life he cares for.

When he opens his eyes and sees Susanne watching him with what seems to be curiosity, Luke snaps his gaze forward again. Don't look at them, don't look.]


Y... Yeah. Um, how about we... move to the middle of the courtyard? To... start.

[To get away from prying ears, more like. Natalia's far too close for this.]

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