luministi | [001]

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[professor layton] luke triton (ou)

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[The best way to figure out the ups and downs of a puzzling situation is to explore! Right? Luke thinks so, and he's wandering up and down the streets of Luministi Greens East to get an idea of the lay of the land, so to speak, in his new neighborhood. It's weird to think about so he's trying not to; walking felt more familiar, prompting him to leave his bicycle at home.

"Home", rather.

After a while of sorting things out (the layout is nothing complicated, but he wants to sit down with a map anyway and start getting things all noted down in his notebook) he starts fiddling with the CAT again. The video function is pretty useful!]

The food they left out for us was sort of disappointing, wasn't it? I've got something less unimpressive, if anyone wants to hear a puzzle.

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[She's just coming back from exploring part of the town. Walking, of course, because she has no idea how to ride that two wheel device they gave her. But whatever, maybe she'll learn. Maybe she won't. And she can always fly if it doesn't work out.

She's sipping a carton of juice and eyeing the surrounding residential area with vague curiosity when she spots Luke in the distance.]

Luuuuuuuuke.

[He hasn't quite made it back to his house in a while. Dinner was about an hour ago, and he decided to take one last spin around the neighborhood on the bicycle which he very much can ride. It didn't take long to reach the farthest point in this development from his house.

It took even less time to crash the bike once again. He and the two-wheel device are both unbroken, but he's been pushing it back ever since, walk-limping along beside it.

Hearing someone call him, Luke lifts his gaze from the ground directly before the front wheel and squints into the sunset light.]

Hello?

[Siiiiiiiips.]

Hey! [She smiles around her straw and casually walks up to him. What are manners?]

Oh- uh, it's Vriska, isn't it?

[That was perfect. He would smile if it hadn't been such a...hard day.]

Do you live over here too?

Mmhmm. [She hums around her straw and takes one last sip. Then she tosses the empty carton on a random lawn. If she'd bothered to look, she would have noticed that it was A7's lawn.]

I'm almost impressed! You got it right this time. Not that it was ever hard in the first place. [A slight wave.] Yeah, I live here. For now, I mean.

[Luke sighs. She must not know he was doing it wrong on purpose before. He stops, too, still using the bike for a bit of balance.

Even though they spoke "face to face" before, he finds it strikingly odd that she wears glasses.]

Are you going to move in with your...friend from the same universe instead?

[Mergh.]

Ugh, no. I guess she's mad at me or something. [No guessing about it.] Who knows if she still thinks we're friends!

[Oh, dear. They must have had a fight. This time Luke does smile.]

We're all in this weird place together. You might as well be. Being mad isn't going to get us out.

I still think we're friends, but what about her! Man, I can never understand her. I don't even know why she's mad. [::::(]

Well, you said you had a fight. Maybe she thinks you, er...ought to apologize for the fight.

[The one he almost ran over on the road seemed like a sensible and rational sort - the kind who would want an apology.]

Have you been looking around too?

Huh???????? What fight! [What are you talking about, Luke? Vriska knows nothing about a fight. She gives him a weird look.] Yeah! There's not much else to do.

There really aren't very many people around. Even if you go to all the shops. ...I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean.

It means we're being isolated. It's only the absolute best thing that can happen to us!

[He doesn't think she really means that.]

I talked to someone who's living in a "secret" laboratory. He said he used to be able to get into town, but now he can't.

See! Even more proof. [She scowls] We might've talked to the same person. In any case, there's at least one other human who's trapped outside. Though I doubt we have to worry about them. If they found a way out, then they'll find a way in. Especially since this place wants us in!

He said he spent a year here by himself and could go anywhere he wanted...but as soon as we got here, that changed.

Could you hold onto this for a second? [Nodding to the bike, and turning the handlebars so it will be easier for her to reach for them.]

Is this the guy who was talking about being a good host?

[She's a bit confused, but she takes hold of the handlebars anyway--though she snidely adds a "You're welcome!" as she does it.]

Uhh...maybe.

[He'll tell her thanks when he gets back, geez. It's just a few (slow, sore-looking) steps to the yard where she threw her trash and another few to a public bin to throw it away.

Then he returns to the bike and reaches out to take the bars again.]

Thanks.

[What is this!]

Hey, quit cleaning up after me!!!!!!!! [Now that her hands are free, she reaches out to punch him in the shoulder.]

I take it back! You're not welcome.

[This may be the most surprising thing to happen to him today. He can't even brace himself for the punch, because he wasn't expecting it. Thankfully he doesn't fall over.

He does look a bit...confused. A fraction hurt, physically and otherwise. On top of all the surprise.]

Wha- Why are you mad about it? [There is no place in his mind where a girl gets angry that someone was kind enough to throw away her stuff for her.]

I'm not mad. You're just being ridiculous! Jegus.

You hit me. [Hard. A for real hit. Luke isn't used to people punching him.]

I tapped you! [SHRUG. She is not seeing the problem.]

[Luke's eyes narrow. It takes almost all of his concentration to fight down the urge to hit her back. As good as it would feel, he'd be disappointing the professor, if he ever found out. But she was so obviously angry - punching and shouting like that!

Instead his hands just tighten on the handlebars and he thinks to himself that this might be why her other friend is mad at her.]

Why?

Because! Don't pick up my shit for me! It's so annoying. Always fussing and meddling and nagging. Acting like I'm some dumb flighty broad!

[Now she looks sulky again. And maybe she's projecting. She's nearly forgotten what it was like to have people do things for her. But this only brings up uncomfortable feelings. It's so damn bothersome to have supportive friends--and she shouldn't be happy about it in any way.

She starts walking faster, feeling hot and irritated. If she leaves him behind, then too bad for him!]

Edited (LOL FORGOT TO PICK AN ICON....) 2012-06-08 20:10 (UTC)

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