Twenty-Fifth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[Here's another stranger around town, Mayfield.  Ten years later, the blue-eyed, blonde-haired boy is a twenty-four year old man of stature nearly rivaling the Netherlands.  Those who are familiar with Lucas will easily recognize his shy smile and bright eyes.

1.  Immediately after his appearance in Mayfield, the man is simply meandering, lost in thought with hands stuck into the pockets of his slacks.  He'll be a bit shy to strike up conversation with the people he comes across, although he'll readily do so if he meets anyone he remembers

2.  An odd sight you might come across in the park is a fully-grown man attempting yo-yo tricks.  The vast majority of his attempts are abysmal; he's rusty and hasn't had the opportunity to try this in years, so maybe he'll hit you by accident as you walk by.  After a while, though, he might pull off an amazing trick every now and then, instead.  Regardless of the outcome, he'll be smiling and shaking his head to himself.

3.  For someone like Lucas, the clothing he's got on is really way too fashionable.  Why does he look so spiffy?  The answer might come to those who enter the school's music wing.  Seated at the piano is a grown man, and he plays it beautifully.  This is his occupation on the side, after all, and he may have been interrupted in the middle of a performance.]

((This is the only icon of adult!Lucas I have, so pretend the rest of the icons match.  He's wearing the same outfit as in the icon.  He is not anywhere near as good at yo-yo-ing as the guy in the video; that guy is just amazing and I felt like linking it.))

Comments

1 - Because I am just intrigued to see what happens

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Hey Lucas, have Pokey not paying attention as he comes around a corner, hands stuffed in his pocket like and shoulders slumped like the frumpy little ass he is. Of course, he's not going to notice you and we'll easily just bump into you, nearly knocking himself down.

And then something miraculous happens. Instead of screaming at you about how you should have been paying attention, he actually seems...subdued. He'll just look up for a moment as he picks himself up.]

...Sorry. I-

[And then he'll just stare. He knows he recognizes you. He just can't immediately point it. But give him a second and he will.]

[Going to be slow responding, since I'm at work.]

Of course =P

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Hey, sorry. I didn't see y --

[ . . . Oh geez. He knows you. It takes him a full ten seconds before his face stops shifting between various expression of shock.]

. . . Porky . . .

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just stands there, unmoving. Trying to will himself to move and unable to. He just can't. And he can't get angry. But he wants to so badly, and yet? Part of him just isn't willing Hell, he can't even bitch about his name.. First Mindy, now you. What the hell is going on now?]

Yeah. Hey.

Went home?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Yeah. You could say that. If I'm remembering this right . . . this is about the time when the gun blew up in my face.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

...Gun?

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[waterpulsing.livejournal.com]

... Woah, that's a pretty song.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

This is the first time I've played it where someone else could hear, actually.

[waterpulsing.livejournal.com]

You never had anyone listen to your music?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I meant the specific song. I was supposed to open for the DCMC just now, but I wound up here instead.

[waterpulsing.livejournal.com]

Oh... I see. That would make sense. I'm Misty, by the way.

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[electrowhipit]

[ Yo-yo to the face! Well, almost to the face. He manages to dodge it. ] Whoa!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Ah, hey! I'm sorry about that; did I get you?

[electrowhipit]

Almost, but I'm fine.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Phew. Wouldn't want to make my entrance by giving someone a concussion.

[Lucas begins to wind the yo-yo back in as he flashes Jolt an embarrassed smile.]

. . . You . . . I know you, don't I? You're . . . The robot?

[electrowhipit]

I've had worse.

[ he blinks a couple of times, and angles his head, studying Lucas. He does look kind of familiar ] Do you? I... I'm Jolt.

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[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Hey there older Lucas! It's older Crowe. When the two of these boys get so big anyway?

He almost passes you, not recognizing you, but then stops when it finally dawns on him. But... why were you older too?]


....Lucas?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[A slight frown settles on his face for a moment or two, before he realizes. He's only ever met one person with a blue streak in his face, after all.]

Crowe! It's Crowe, right? It's good to see you again!

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

It IS you! [He breaks out into a grin.] Yeah, it's me. Look at you! You really shot uop there, didn't you? Wait. Do you have any idea what's going on around here? I was at home and then all of a sudden was standing on a street here.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

((T-That should say ‘hair’, sorry.))

[Lucas smiles, slightly embarrassed.]

Y-Yeah, I ended up having a growth spurt when I was about sixteen. But I never did get to my dad’s height.

I forgot all about Mayfield until just now so I don't really know. I think I remember . . . there was a gun that blew up in my face when I left.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Same here. And Chouno said the same thing. [He refuses to call him "Papillon" except to his face. Urgh.]

I sort of remember it. Things are flooding back to me now that I'm here, but I had forgotton too...

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Hobbling upon his makeshift crutches, Ness approaches the older gentleman, laughing excitedly as he watches the stranger's skill with the yo-yo.]

"Heh.. It takes some time and practice, right? You'll get the hang of it, I'm sure."

[The yo-yo looks rather familiar, but Ness isn't sure if he is mistaken or not. Perhaps it is just the same brand?]

"Say. Where'd you get your yo-yo from, Mister?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Eleven years ago, I picked it up from a pedestal being guarded by a robot maid.

It's been a while, Ness.

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

[Ness' eyes went wide. The voice was rather familiar, but it would make no sense to him logically if the stranger before him was in fact a good friend of his. Impossible, even. No way! Ness squints his eyes, stepping forward cautiously.]

"LU... LUCAS?!"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[He approaches Ness and stoops to one knee, leaning forward to give his childhood friend a hug.]

It's me.

[nessbound.livejournal.com]

"... Wah? Lucas? Wha.. What happened?! How'd you get to be so much older?!"