[Action] - 002 ☼ (FOURTH WALL)

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[It's just his luck that an extremely long mission would end just as chaos was happening in the village. Great.

Guy can be found bumping through the streets, tired and beaten and in need of a haircut, attempting to get back to House One, though the crowds are making it difficult. He's inching his way past people and holding back unattractively loud screeches whenever he brushes shoulders with a girl.

Of course, he'll stop and help if you have any questions. Or if you barrel into him. Or if you're a carrot top. Really, the red hair just makes him curious.]

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[Unfortunately, there's so much noise that Luke doesn't hear the call. He simply keeps pushing through, because he really does have somewhere to get to.

Finally, though, there's a clearing. Luke busts out into it, scrabbles his hands through his hair with annoyed groan, and tries to find out where exactly he is. He knows where, but with all these people...]

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[Goddammit mysterious Luke-voice, where did you go???

He might totally be going in the opposite direction right now, shoving his way upstream with more than a few disgruntled replies in return. He knows Luke well enough to guess the last place he'd be is in the middle of all these people. But when he finally breaks through the crowd, there's no sight of him.

Pity he's on the other side of the plaza.

He lets out a frustrated breath, backing up a few steps to scan the outskirts of the crowd and call out Luke's name once more.]

SOON!!!

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[He thought he heard someone calling his name. A familiar someone at that.

Luke looks up from his frustrated hair abuse and tries to scan the crowd but he's...

He's...

He's too short.

Fuck height, man. Luke lets out a breath of his own, an annoyed frown on his face as he hops in place, trying to see above people. And he thinks - he thought he saw blond hair - ]

Guy?

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[Hey, man, he's the tall one and this is still not that easy! He's trying to adjust where he's standing as the crowd continues to shift, taking as much opportunity of that small clearing before it's swallowed back up into a swarm--

-- and then he sees that flicker of red hair.]

Luke--!! Luke, this way--!!

[A gloved hand is raised high before being immediately withdrawn as he bursts his way back through the crowd. There's definitely a commotion. Somewhere in there, a woman shrieks. Luke might even hear a really embarrassed and shaky apology as someone trips along, the people towards the edge of the clearing being shoved out a few steps in response. Please, please, let him be heading in the right direction, please let this not just be some sort of awful joke--]

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[Yeah, he definitely recognizes that voice. Luke takes a few steps forward, on his toes to try and see him all the while, before he ends up against the crowd. A small, rational part of his mind says that he should probably wait for Guy to get to him. In the crowd, they'll probably just lose each other again.

But screw logic - Luke pushes his way through the crowd, elbowing people's sides and giving a quick "sorry" when he's snapped at, before his attention is ahead of him again. He can barely see a thing, but maybe - ]

Guy! Guy!

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[They almost pass each other. Almost. Luke will find an arm looping around his elbow, pulling him aside only to have another arm thrown around him in a hug, his hair joyously being ruffled.

You'll probably recognize the laugh before you can come up for air, Luke]