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[Someone's gotta take the award for "quickest to take arms"...
Either way, he notices the pause more than the shoulder tension considering he's still kind of zoning out and wallowing in his own tragic anime life. But that's enough to get him to sit upright again, lips pursing a little.]
I got a couple things, yeah. One was just stupid and the other one's really weird. ...Have you been doing okay with yours? Like, "creepy stalker who leaves presents in my room at night" vibe Retrospec's got going on aside.
Either way, he notices the pause more than the shoulder tension considering he's still kind of zoning out and wallowing in his own tragic anime life. But that's enough to get him to sit upright again, lips pursing a little.]
I got a couple things, yeah. One was just stupid and the other one's really weird. ...Have you been doing okay with yours? Like, "creepy stalker who leaves presents in my room at night" vibe Retrospec's got going on aside.
Who can argue with a free chance to tell a stranger 'I told you so', right?
Heh.
Seriously though.
I'll try to talk to her.
Eventually.
Heh.
Seriously though.
I'll try to talk to her.
Eventually.
[Despite the fact that Luke works at a bar, he's actually pulling out a bottle of juice to take a sip from before his eyes wander back toward that stupid golf club. He knows this isn't why Jason's here, but he also knows that with Jason there has to be a bit of give and take. With that said, he also approaches the table and stares down at the golf club.]
Lately, no. But seeing how this showed up in my mailbox I've been trying to figure out what it is. And don't say "it's a golf club" because I already know that. I want to know why they would send me this.
Lately, no. But seeing how this showed up in my mailbox I've been trying to figure out what it is. And don't say "it's a golf club" because I already know that. I want to know why they would send me this.
Maybe it's a sign you need to exercise. Burn those carbs and all of that.
[N...ah........... He doesn't actually believe that, but since Luke told him not to state the obvious — he had to come up with something else. Glancing at the shoe box and journal, since he hadn't seen those before, he frowns.]
Is the golf club the only thing that showed up in the mail for you?
[N...ah........... He doesn't actually believe that, but since Luke told him not to state the obvious — he had to come up with something else. Glancing at the shoe box and journal, since he hadn't seen those before, he frowns.]
Is the golf club the only thing that showed up in the mail for you?
[Give him a few before he turns back and sets an alarmingly pink drink in front of him. It's just cherry juice, lime, soda water and grenadine. Still, he notices that Kashuu's paying attention and decides this is definitely a conversation worth having.]
I'm gonna need you to define "stupid" in a sec. Everything's too weird. [He frowns though.] Nothing dangerous has shown up but I have a lot of questions and even fewer answers. [A beat.] Who the hell sends somebody used shoes?
I'm gonna need you to define "stupid" in a sec. Everything's too weird. [He frowns though.] Nothing dangerous has shown up but I have a lot of questions and even fewer answers. [A beat.] Who the hell sends somebody used shoes?
Ha. Ha. Your sense of humor needs to be whipped into shape more than I do. [But he nods toward the other two items instead.]
Think you know the answer though. Shoes fit, to the surprise of nobody. But check out the journal. [There's an edge of a dare in that tone, but Jason also knows him well enough to probably notice there's a nervous edge there, too.]
Think you know the answer though. Shoes fit, to the surprise of nobody. But check out the journal. [There's an edge of a dare in that tone, but Jason also knows him well enough to probably notice there's a nervous edge there, too.]
My sense of humor is fine. Might want to think about reevaluating yours.
[... The tone definitely causes him to give Luke a, uh, Look. But it doesn't deter him from wordlessly picking up the journal, weighting it in his hand, and unceremoniously tossing it at him.]
Open it up. We can pretend it's a family scrapbook. Look through it together.
[But also, he wants to see Luke's expression opening it up? He's concerned now. And also delaying the inevitable, so.]
[... The tone definitely causes him to give Luke a, uh, Look. But it doesn't deter him from wordlessly picking up the journal, weighting it in his hand, and unceremoniously tossing it at him.]
Open it up. We can pretend it's a family scrapbook. Look through it together.
[But also, he wants to see Luke's expression opening it up? He's concerned now. And also delaying the inevitable, so.]
[!! PRETTY. Kashuu reaches over for it, attention briefly distracted as he takes a sip to try it out. NO ALCOHOL BUT THAT'S FINE a free drink is a free drink, and he likes cherry sodas anyway.]
Thank yooou!
[He perks up so fast...]
—But wait a second. Are you saying they gave you a pair of used shoes? That's so gross!
Thank yooou!
[He perks up so fast...]
—But wait a second. Are you saying they gave you a pair of used shoes? That's so gross!
Fuck you, I'm hilarious. [He catches the journal with the hand not holding his juice though, far too used to books being thrown at him. He doesn't open the journal right away, staring at it for some time. It's clear he's already initially looked through the first page, at least, but his jaw clenches tight and he drops on the couch to open the book.]
I'm not reading this out loud, dude. You can read over my shoulder. Just like a scrapbook or whatever. [The journal itself looks pretty well worn and old, filled with huge gaps in the text. The startling thing, however, is that this is definitely Luke's handwriting. Fun!]
I'm not reading this out loud, dude. You can read over my shoulder. Just like a scrapbook or whatever. [The journal itself looks pretty well worn and old, filled with huge gaps in the text. The startling thing, however, is that this is definitely Luke's handwriting. Fun!]
[Listen, when Kashuu's 21st hits Luke will do his best to drown him in alcohol but UNTIL THEN. Pretty cherry drinks for the pretty flower boy. So Luke settles for a grin, pleased that Kashuu seems to like his drink but yeah...yeahhhhh.]
I mean I'm pretty sure they're used, yeah. They're beat up and everything but they were in a shoebox. They also fit which is equally disturbing. Haven't figured out why when my own shoes are perfectly fine. On the other hand--[He stops then, shaking his head.] Nah, wait, you first. What have they sent you?
I mean I'm pretty sure they're used, yeah. They're beat up and everything but they were in a shoebox. They also fit which is equally disturbing. Haven't figured out why when my own shoes are perfectly fine. On the other hand--[He stops then, shaking his head.] Nah, wait, you first. What have they sent you?
Sure you are. Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude.
[Well, then. He flops down next to him, glancing at the journal as it's opened up, and then— uh. Now he can understand the look on his face, considering he definitely recognizes that handwriting.]
... I'm going to go out on a limb and say you don't remember writing down a journal with blank spaces in between. Or going to Virginia with my sister.
[Well, then. He flops down next to him, glancing at the journal as it's opened up, and then— uh. Now he can understand the look on his face, considering he definitely recognizes that handwriting.]
... I'm going to go out on a limb and say you don't remember writing down a journal with blank spaces in between. Or going to Virginia with my sister.
I remember that about as well as Charleston. [Which is to say he doesn't remember anything at all, no, but he and Thalia both definitely remembered that recently. He's flipping through the pages slowly, noticing the sparse pages between chunks of writing. Luke's writing seems to start in the middle of the journal, as though there's supposed to be earlier text that's missing. He's not concerned with that though.
What he is concerned about is the passage with Annabeth and he flips there, pointing at the page for Jason to see.] Remember what I told you about? [The promise of family. It's there, on the page, and that's his major concern now.] How can we explain that?
What he is concerned about is the passage with Annabeth and he flips there, pointing at the page for Jason to see.] Remember what I told you about? [The promise of family. It's there, on the page, and that's his major concern now.] How can we explain that?
[Please be kind when Baren takes him out on a massive bender, Luke...]
That's totally stalker behavior... But I guess we already knew those guys are into things like that, huh? [Somehow, knowing things down to shoe size adds a new element of Creepy, though... His nose wrinkles a little, imagining how shitty it'd be to open a package only to discover that they were nastyass old shoes that actually fit.]
Hey, hey! Don't cut off in the middle of a sentence like that, geez... [GEEZ. But he'll answer anyway, with a little sigh.]
They sent me a stupid little shell first, like a normal one from the beach? And then, uh. A sword.
That's totally stalker behavior... But I guess we already knew those guys are into things like that, huh? [Somehow, knowing things down to shoe size adds a new element of Creepy, though... His nose wrinkles a little, imagining how shitty it'd be to open a package only to discover that they were nastyass old shoes that actually fit.]
Hey, hey! Don't cut off in the middle of a sentence like that, geez... [GEEZ. But he'll answer anyway, with a little sigh.]
They sent me a stupid little shell first, like a normal one from the beach? And then, uh. A sword.
Yeah yeah I know.
I've already filled most of it out anyway.
With some designs and such.
It's just a matter of convincing myself to do it.
I've already filled most of it out anyway.
With some designs and such.
It's just a matter of convincing myself to do it.
[There is no stopping party satan, sorry.]
Makes you wonder where they're getting their information, doesn't it? Also my bar, my rules. If I want to cut out, I will.
[...but he's staring for a minute because one of those things is definitely not like the other.]
You sure it's not a shell from Peach Beach? [The ocean's still here, after all.] And I know this is probably a stupid question, but bear with me. The sword's real?
Makes you wonder where they're getting their information, doesn't it? Also my bar, my rules. If I want to cut out, I will.
[...but he's staring for a minute because one of those things is definitely not like the other.]
You sure it's not a shell from Peach Beach? [The ocean's still here, after all.] And I know this is probably a stupid question, but bear with me. The sword's real?
Couldn't hurt.
Yeah.
Well, most of them.
I have a few I don't really
You know those weird memory things?
Yeah.
Well, most of them.
I have a few I don't really
You know those weird memory things?
i have no idea.
uh, alternate reality isn't like subbing in for "actual" reality
pretty sure each reality is actual for each place and all the other ones are "alternate"
no, i haven't. but it's ? nice ? weird to know someone else is dreaming the same thing
i've seen someone in one but
i'm not sure that was a hallucinomemory
dreams are weird enough anyway
uh, alternate reality isn't like subbing in for "actual" reality
pretty sure each reality is actual for each place and all the other ones are "alternate"
no, i haven't. but it's ? nice ? weird to know someone else is dreaming the same thing
i've seen someone in one but
i'm not sure that was a hallucinomemory
dreams are weird enough anyway
[Luke don't abandon him before his trials even begin.]
Ugh... [JUST UGH. But Luke is right so he doesn't actually argue...]
It might be? It probably is. It was just weird, 'cause I was like, oh my god. Why are you weirdos sending me this? [He just wants to live his life!!] But yeah, it's definitely real. ...It's also like, magic or something.
[Oh.]
Ugh... [JUST UGH. But Luke is right so he doesn't actually argue...]
It might be? It probably is. It was just weird, 'cause I was like, oh my god. Why are you weirdos sending me this? [He just wants to live his life!!] But yeah, it's definitely real. ...It's also like, magic or something.
[Oh.]
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