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

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . .

When I leave again. Tell Lucas that I would like it very much if he could be your friend.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Just that...blank stare again, for a moment, before his face twists several different ways. Trying to find out how he's supposed to respond to that. Eventually, he just settles on the stare.]

...You may want to leave him a note or something yourself. I don't think he'll really be listening to anything I say.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[He nods, a slow motion. The experience is as surreal for him as it is for Porky. Was there a chance to change what had happened? Maybe. Did it still matter? . . . No. No, the past was thirteen years gone now, and to change it for himself would be meaningless.

But to change it for a boy who had no future . . . ]

I'll do that.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[He just nods. That's it. He can't think of anything else to do now. What else could he really say? Hell, he couldn't even say "see ya", since it was unlikely he would. He just thinks for a minute, deciding he'll just say the first thing that comes to mind.]

It's nice you had something to go back to.

[And then he'll turn to leave again.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[He lets the boy go this time, simply nodding in response. That he had something to go back to at all was a miracle. That Porky would say that was an even bigger miracle.]