Luke fon Fabre (
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animus_network2013-04-19 08:27 pm
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[There's a moment where you can see Luke, looking angry and about to cry, before his fist suddenly descents on the terminal screen, punching it as hard as he can. The view rattles angrily, and again when he plants his hands down on either side of the keyboard hard. His voice is high pitched as he struggles not to cry, but it's a futile effort, and it's not long after he starts speaking before he can't see the terminal because of the tears.]
Jason, you damn bastard!!! How could you make me do those things?! How could you make anyone do those things!? I killed my friends; I killed people I care about because of you! And then you made us tell you about everyone!? Betray everyone?! You... you...!
[He just can't anymore; he sinks down against the terminal, just barely in view as he curls his arms around him, sobbing so hard it feels like his chest is going to burst. It's a moment before he can say anything more, and when he does, it's barely more than a whimper.]
...I hate you... I hate all of you...
Jason, you damn bastard!!! How could you make me do those things?! How could you make anyone do those things!? I killed my friends; I killed people I care about because of you! And then you made us tell you about everyone!? Betray everyone?! You... you...!
[He just can't anymore; he sinks down against the terminal, just barely in view as he curls his arms around him, sobbing so hard it feels like his chest is going to burst. It's a moment before he can say anything more, and when he does, it's barely more than a whimper.]
...I hate you... I hate all of you...
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Luke...
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Guy...
[And... wump; Luke latched himself to Guy's midsection, sobbing softly.]
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He can't do anything but hold the boy, his grip tight, jaw clenched and eyes shut tight, bottling what fear and anguish and anger he felt about this whole situation for the sake of the redhead in his arms. All he can do is cling. Cling and cling and be so, so silently grateful that Luke has a whole body again.]
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Guy... why...?
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So he leans his head against Luke's, exhaling sharply, voice wavering.]
I don't know, Luke... I'm sorry...
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S'not your fault...
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I know.
It's not yours, either.
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I-I hate them, Guy... I hate all of them.
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You're not the only one, Luke.]
...It's... hard not to. It wasn't right. None of it was right.
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He stiffens, a firm pat against Luke's back.]
....We'll figure something out, Luke. Were not gonna let them get the last word in this, right?