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Mother!

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[Horrified expression.]

"Ah, Luke! What great timing!"

"Did you know that we breastfed you up until you were almost three?"

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((Mind if I reply to this? ;u; I’d really love to rp with you and I know it’s open but I still felt the need to ask ^^”))

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Sure you can!

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Sweet, Summer Air (OPEN RP)

[Sitting on top of a lone hill with the breeze blowing against his face, Luke couldn't help but feel happy. The sun beamed down at him lazily as he sprawled out along the grass, his hands behind his head. His hat sat beside him, a small pile of apples tucked into it.

Lunch on a hill. What could be better?

Well, a little company would have been nice. Luke pouted and sighed through his nose, taking one of the brighter apples into his hand. Crunching into it, he wondered if anyone would want to join him.]

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[Horror novels were not Luke's cup of tea, though he never once planned on admitting it. He preferred fantasy. Those didn't give him nightmares. But, now that he thought about it, the name was flashing clearly in his brain. He was almost certain he had seen a few of her titles lining the shelves in his father's study.]

I think father reads her books. I n-never had the time to read them.

[An obvious lie, but he was sure the professor wouldn't call him out on it. He hoped, anyway.]

When are we going?

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"Horror novels, primarily," the professor replied, pouring both of them a cup of the fresh tea Luke had made earlier and handing one to the boy. 

"She’s quiet accomplished in Germany and Russia. Her writing verges rather dramatically on the grotesque." He smiled, adjusting his tea to the way he liked it before taking a sip. 

"They’re quite good. And sure to give you quite a scare."

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I'm working on our drabble! I hope it comes out all right.

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You tip your hat at several people!

[Let's see; who was coming to visit the professor today? A fancy looking man with a cool necklace, a pretty woman with purple hair and...]

Claire? Does the professor know you're here?

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[Layton had a point, but Luke was beyond relieved when he found it wasn't that amorous lady. In fact, Isabella sounded a million times more pleasant.]

An author, eh? What kind of books does she right?

[Fixing his hat, Luke scrambled into a seat near Layton's desk. He scratched under his chin, humming.]

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The professor chuckled, finding Luke’s antics amusing more than anything else. “Now, Luke, a true gentleman always does what’s right for a lady, even if she ‘gives you the willies.’" He smiled, playfully pushing the brim of Luke’s cap down before saying, “But to answer your question - no, it isn’t her."

He got quite a lot of admirers amongst his students - amongst women in general, actually, and a few men in addition to that - and though he tried to make it clear he wasn’t interested, it was rather difficult to avoid. (He hadn’t been interested in anyone since Claire, after all, and likely never would be again.) 

"Her name is Isabella. She’s grown to become a rather accomplished author. She’s hosting a tea party as a way of thanking me for helping her get to where she is."

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DRABBLES THANKYOUPLEASE. REBLOG FOR DRABBLES SEND ME AN ASK FOR A DRABBLE.

Nightmare: I'll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa.

Kiss: I'll write our characters sharing a kiss, it can be innocent or passionate.

Traumatic: I'll write my or your characters going through a traumatic experience.

Murder: I'll write my character killing yours or vice vesra.

Home: I'll write our characters living together.

Holiday: I'll write our characters celebrating a holiday together.

Prank: I'll write our characters pulling pranks on each other.

Scars: I'll write your character touching my character's scars or vice versa

Sketching: I'll write your character drawing mine or vice versa

Warmth: I'll write our characters getting warm.

Solace: I'll write my character comforting yours or vice versa

Drink: I'll write our characters drinking together

Game: I'll write our characters playing a game.

Love: I'll write our character's falling in love.

Death: I'll write our character's mourning over each other.

Hate: I'll write our character's hating each other.

Seduce: I'll write my character trying to seduce yours or vice versa

Old: I'll write our characters growing old together

Song: I'll write our character's singing or playing a musical instruments.

Child: I'll write our characters raising a child.

Poem: I'll write my character speaking a poem to yours or vice versa

Insane: I'll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa

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I hope mama liked the flowers.

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You tip your hat at 'assistant-in-yellow'!

Emmy!

[Luke waved and grinned at the brunette.] Come to see the professor?

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Luke really, really wants to be like the professor when he grows up.

But part of him doesn’t want to wait that long.

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A--Ah! You know my mother?

[He wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or a bad thing. He was leaning closer to 'a bad thing.' But, he had to be a gentleman and give this man the benefit of the doubt. He couldn't judge by appearance.]

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Latiz. Yes, her name is Brenda, but I'm not allowed to call her that. It's rude.

[ Latiz took a bow, a smirk on his face as he looked down at the boy. ]

Latiz, my friend. Nothing more, nothing less. But Triton you say? I do believe I’ve met your mother before…what was her name…Brenda, perhaps?

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[A get-together? How exciting! Luke didn't mind meeting the Professor's students, though most of them could do with a bit more appreciation for their professor's puzzles. The boy grinned wide, but it faded just as soon as it came.]

Professor...? It's not that one lady that tries to stay after class, is it? She gives me the willies...

[He shuddered.]

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"Just my lectures for tomorrow." Being a professor in addition to a puzzle-solver was hard work, but it always paid off. He adored his students as much as he adored helping the Yard, after all.

"We’ve been cordially invited to a get-together with an old student of mine, as well," he said, adjusting his hat. “We’ll have to find you something nice to wear."

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"Rainy London"

// GraniteFire.

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[You tip your hat at 'the-aceofaces.]

Oh... Where am I now?

[Luke frowned and took his hat off, scratching the top of his head. He was in a strange building, yet again.]

Maybe if I ask someone for help?

[Tapping on the nearest door with his fist, he waited for someone to answer. If no one was home, he'd simply have to try the next door over.]

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I sure did, professor!

[The boy stood in front of Layton's desk and tipped his hat back a bit, grinning from ear to ear. When he noticed the papers, he blinked.]

What are you working on?

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"Ah, there you are, Luke." The professor smiled kindly, setting a stack of papers down on his desk. “Did you finish your chores already? My, you’re quick."