Luministi

[[Backdated to...last week.]]

[While Luke would never want to admit to being afraid to experiment with his newfound abilities...well, it's true. He just would never admit it. When he got out of bed one morning and hit the ceiling instead of the floor it was the most impossible mix of pleasant and unpleasant surprise ever.

When he ripped part of the handle from the refrigerator? That one was definitely bad. Until he figured out he could still get the door open. Going to look in the mirror at his hands and arms did nothing to settle his thoughts, because they looked the same as they always had. Certainly incapable of tearing apart an appliance.

So he's been lying low for a few days - not visiting the people he usually tries to find, being furtive about getting the things he needs, and most certainly not going anywhere near the Professor's car. What if it broke?

After a few days of this, it's almost like everything he stops himself from doing has built up and can no longer be contained. And whoosh! Luke is zooming through the sky, over the houses on the East side. The flight path traces unsure circles and shows no sign of stopping. Eventually he fumbles his CAT out of his bag and tries to gently press the right button.]

I'm stuck!

[As the wind rushes by.]

[Sometimes living here is hard. Being anywhere and hungry is hard for Luke. It gets in the way of his thinking. They've been working to gather up what food they can, but keeping it portioned to account for everyone is getting him down.

So instead of using the bicycle, he's walking into town from East A1. Slow, dejected, and keeping his eyes on the ground or the CAT in his hands instead of the scenery. People have been talking for days about "stuff from their home" showing up, and Luke has seen no such things and rather doesn't want to. What if it's something terrible? 

Come now, Luke, my boy.

His head snaps up, eyes searching the immediate area faster than his brain can process. It makes him dizzy and he doesn't care, that was Professor Layton, it's been months-]

Professor? [He turns in a full circle, always looking over a shoulder.] Professor, was that you? ...Am I really hearing things?

[And then he sees it. A dilapidated once-red automobile, sitting in the grass several feet to the side of the path, overgrown with weeds, dirty, rusted. Perfect. It's a perfect Future Laytonmobile.

He hasn't run this fast in a very long time.]

It's real! I can't believe it, it's really his car! [He shakes the CAT a bit, hitting a few buttons that switch the video on.] Professor Layton's car is here! This is great, maybe it means...

...But I don't see anyone else. [Seconds before he has to whirl again at the sound of an achingly familiar, quiet laugh.] I hear him and I don't see him. [This only seems to bother him for the space of a few breaths.] Hey- Kanaya! I can show you now what I meant when I talked about a car. I wonder if it could still move...