The heck just happened...?

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Who: Luke fon Fabre and you
Where: Hospital, and then various areas of the city.
When: Backdated to yesterday (9/2), and then today.
Summary: Luke wakes up and it's a month later.
Warnings: TBD?

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At first, he didn't even open his eyes.

Then, after several seconds, they blinked open. His initial thought was a question of whether, or not, he'd wound up on a new world. Had he been dreaming that? Wait...where was he, though? A powerful sensation of confusion was pressing down on him, for a few minutes. The last thing he thoroughly remembered, was that he'd suddenly felt...weak. No, more like unbearably sleepy. If asked, he wouldn't be able to so much as recall his last thought, prior to everything going black. And, upon his waking, he didn't feel much better than he had.

Strangely enough...there were some vague memories. He could remember hearing the sound of familiar voices. One telling him stories (although, he couldn't begin to remember what they'd been about), one simply talking to him about various things, and...another telling him he was slacking off on training...

After sorting through his thoughts, his body shifted. Man, he felt...stiff.

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The next day, he was taking a walk to clear his mind -- as well as to get his body back into the routine of moving around. He could be found in pretty much any of the districts...at some point throughout the day. Of course, he wasn't doing a ton of walking. Ugh, it was kind of annoying what a month of lying in bed could undo. Also, he was trying not to think about how worried the coma thing made him. Worrying wouldn't do anything, damn it. Still...since he'd fallen unconscious even with the whole...keeping up with the touch requirement...thing, that meant it could happen to anyone, right? Even if they, too, were being adamant on meeting the requirement.

Gaara...Diarmuid...his brother, Cu Chulainn...Kit...hell, everyone he'd come to know...

The replica let out a sigh as he cut that thought off, his expression tensing as he scrubbed a hand through his hair. Of course, he did try to take comfort in the fact that the place wasn't anything like the last world he'd been in. Expression softening, he folded his arms behind his head and began heading back home. It wasn't even dark outside, but he was already...tired.

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"Luke! There you are!" Thanks to the fact he had been stopping by the hospital each day Luke was 'sleeping' to tell him stories, Diarmuid knew when his friend had woke up. He hadn't hunted him down right away, though, because he had a feeling Luke might need some time to recover. Now, though, he really just wants to give the red head a hug and make sure he is doing okay.

"How are you feeling? Are you getting enough hugs? They will make you feel better quicker! You missed so much, and I missed you so much!" It's too bad that Diarmuid's excitement can't easily be transferred to Luke. It might help him feel less tired...

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The second his eyes land on the familiar face, Luke's own lights up, considerably. To the words, Luke's smile turns somewhat sheepish. Reaching up to scratch at the side of his face, glances upward. He'd managed to get a hug from Gaara not long after waking, but...right now he's uncertain of what's going on with that situation. Looking down at the bracelet, for a moment, he clears his throat and speaks.

"Ah...Yeah, I got a hug not long after I woke up," he says, green eyes moving back to Diarmuid's face, "It's great to see you, Diarmuid...What all did I miss?"

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"A lot of things! Look! I have a magic bracelet now!" Diarmuid holds up his arm to show off the bronze bracelet he is wearing, "It makes me a little stronger and it protects me from attacks! I got it from the Candle Man! Err..." The boy suddenly looks a little sheepish himself, "I mean, Zeloph. He and the Rangar..."

Diarmuid pauses again then, realizing that Luke probably doesn't know who Zeloph or the Rangar are. Time to backtrack!

"What is the last thing you remember before falling asleep? I will try to fill you in from there!"

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He reaches out, idly touching the bracelet, a smile on his face as he does so, "Oh, that's great! I'm glad you have something that'll help you out," he starts, before blinking at the mention of 'Candle Man', "Candle Man, huh?"

Letting out a soft chuckle, he decides to question that one, later. Diarmuid is correct in his assumption that Luke doesn't know who either of those people are. When he's asked what he remembers, last, the replica has to glance up, in thought.

"Well, I remember the festival that you threw. And...I remember the lesson, with Kit, in the library...which I believe was on the first day of September. That was the day before I passed out, actually. Other than that, it was work and spending time with you."

He lets out a sheepish laugh. There are some things he can't mention, but he pretty much covered everything that he could.

You mean the first of August, right?

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"You missed the whole month then..." Diarmuid nods and looks around them, making sure no one is really close to overhear them. The most important thing is probably to fill his friend in on Zeloph and the Rangar, but it will also be dangerous if the wrong people hear them talking.

"Do you think we can go to your room and talk? I...am a little uneasy talking about some of this where everyone can hear..." And, oddly enough, the boy does look uneasy, which should get across how important what he has to say is. He pulls on the strap of the violet bag that is slung across his back as he waits for his friend's answer.

Hopefully, Luke won't mind...

Y-yes... orz

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His brow tenses. Yeah, Gaara had told him that he was unconscious for an entire month. As the replica notices the shift in Diarmuid's expression, there is a look of concern appearing on his own face. This is a first...

"Yeah, of course," he says without hesitation.

Even without that look, Luke wouldn't mind. He considers the younger boy a friend, and he's the type that would go above and beyond for his friends. Not that the obvious serious nature of what the boy has to say...doesn't amplify that. Hoisting himself up, he moves to a standing position. His expression is still of concern as he looks down to Diarmuid.

"Okay, let's go," he says with a nod as he begins that way.

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"Thank you," Diarmuid really seems to relax when Luke agrees. Even if Zeloph said that the scientists won't hurt Rhea, it doesn't mean they should take risks. After all, there is a chance that if the scientists can't turn on Rhea, they might turn on the residents instead.

"I just want to be careful. People are already getting hurt and I can't help them right now. I don't want anyone else getting hurt!" He follows Luke toward his apartment. While they walk, he thinks about what else he can fill Luke in on while they walk. However, it's a little hard to come up with something because people spent most of the month really focused on finding out what all they had learned meant.

"I met a boy a little older than me. He's a warrior even though he's so young. I haven't seen him lately, though. I wonder what he is up to..."

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He notices the relaxation, and it earns him even more curiosity. That's nothing compared to what he feels when he hears those first three sentences. People are already getting hurt. Just like that, Luke's demeanor shifts to a more serious one. Whatever's going on, he's yet to hear about it. Why hadn't Gaara told him about this, yet...? Of course, he isn't going to push the matter, right then, and there.

Once they get to his apartment, however...

Without realizing it, his steps are just a tad bit faster. The second he realizes this, he's slowing back down, however. To the mention of the boy, Luke manages a smile -- though, it might be obvious his mind is mostly anywhere, but with the conversation, "Oh yeah? What's his name?"

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"He didn't tell me his real name. He just said to call him Robin!" Even though Luke slows his footsteps after he speeds up, Diarmuid picks up his walking speed to show his friend it is okay to go faster. He will keep up! He is just glad Luke seems to understand how important this is.

"He had a fancy outfit on. I think he's a superhero or something like that! I wonder if he will make friends with some of the other ones in the city..." There aren't as many as there once were, but there are still a few, "I think he came here from a big fight since his outfit was torn. I hope that he will be okay..."

Diarmuid doesn't mention he is half afraid that the boy might have been sent away already and who knows what he went back to...

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Moving to match pace with the younger, Luke gives a faint smile. He, most certainly, understands how important this must be. The idea of people getting hurt is...more than enough to have him ready to do what he can to help, too. He blinks a couple of times at the name, "Robin, huh?"

The mention of him being a superhero has him lifting his brows. He's heard about some of the superheros, here. Well, if this Robin is still around, Luke can imagine they'd be a big help. Coming from a big fight sounds familiar, too. The replica's gaze lowers, just a bit.

"Well, I'm...sure he will be," he says in a tone that doesn't quite match his words.

Looking back up, he can see the apartments in the distance. The redhead's brow tenses as his mind threatens to trail to even more unpleasant thoughts. Sighing, he scrubs a hand through his hair, and then glances back over to Diarmuid, "How are your brother, Kit, and Pilouette doing, by the way?"

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Diarmuid gives Luke a small but grateful smile. The red-head's words are comforting, but they don't drive away all of his worries about his friend. Still, he can't do anything about that right now.

"As far as I know, everyone is doing okay. I haven't seen Pilouette recently. I need to go see here again soon! Kit was worried about you too, you know! I ran into her one day and took her to see you in the hospital. I hope the stories she and I told you helped. We didn't want you to be lonely or bored!" He leans toward Luke to give him a one-armed hug, before he continues, "My brother is doing well. Hey, do you think you can help me help him to pick out his birthday sword soon? I don't want to put it off much longer!"

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He's pretty sure his words hadn't done much to reassure Diarmuid, in spite of that smile. Of course, that's just the kind of person Luke is, sometimes. While he's determined to always do the best he can, he can...lack confidence. Nevertheless, he doesn't hesitate to return the hug, when it's offered, "...I appreciate that, Diarmuid. Your stories were a big help. I'm sure that's what helped me wake up!" He manages a grin, along with that effort to reassure.

To that question, Luke's quick to nod. He definitely doesn't mind helping! The grin softens to a smile as he speaks, "Of course! Just let me know when."

As they get to the apartments, Luke leads Diarmuid to his room. On the way, he asks how the puppies and Lir are doing. Then, once they're inside and the door's been shut, he walks to the kitchen. He lets the younger know that, before they begin, he's going to grab a drink. While reaching into the refrigerator, he turns to the younger boy, "Hungry or thirsty?"

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"Okay, I will soon! I just need to make sure that he doesn't have any plans first! I will leave you a note when I make the decision," Diarmid follows Luke into the building and to his room, rambling on about how the puppies are getting bigger and how Lir is too. "I still need to figure out what I am going to do to give him a place to swim when the winter sets in. I need to figure out how to do his food too, since he eats when he goes swimming. The lake will freeze and I won't be use it for either thing. I really need to go talk to Professor Oak and see if he has found out anything."

"Can I have a drink?" He's not really hungry, so he doesn't ask for anything to eat. Instead, he just looks around the apartment and waits for Luke to be ready to sit down. There is no reason to start his explanation until they are both able to focus on it completely. He doesn't want there to be any confusion.