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Who: Van and Luke
Where: Fabre manor
When: Pre-game, about 4-5 years.
Warnings: ...It's Van alone with Luke. That is your warning.
A maid was there to greet Van as soon as he entered the manor's entrance hall. "Good day, Commandant Grants. Master Luke will be here shortly." He simply gave her a polite nod and a thank you before the maid scurried off to bring in the younger master.
It had been a long while since he had last seen "Luke." When he had last visited the Fabre manor, the replica was still learning how to walk without tripping on it's own two feet. But now at the request of Duke Fabre, Van would start its swords training anew. Hopefully the replica would be as eager to learn as its original. He already had little desire to deal with an ignorant student without having to deal with a stubborn desire to keep that ignorance.
If nothing else, he could find a way to make the replica want to learn. It would be easier to handle the next few years that way.
Where: Fabre manor
When: Pre-game, about 4-5 years.
Warnings: ...It's Van alone with Luke. That is your warning.
A maid was there to greet Van as soon as he entered the manor's entrance hall. "Good day, Commandant Grants. Master Luke will be here shortly." He simply gave her a polite nod and a thank you before the maid scurried off to bring in the younger master.
It had been a long while since he had last seen "Luke." When he had last visited the Fabre manor, the replica was still learning how to walk without tripping on it's own two feet. But now at the request of Duke Fabre, Van would start its swords training anew. Hopefully the replica would be as eager to learn as its original. He already had little desire to deal with an ignorant student without having to deal with a stubborn desire to keep that ignorance.
If nothing else, he could find a way to make the replica want to learn. It would be easier to handle the next few years that way.
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Date: 2009-01-03 08:13 pm (UTC)Ignoring the fact that his handwriting was akin to that of a cheagle's,Luke sighed. "My left." It was a simple statement, but an annoying one; after all, everyone has already been trying to tel him he should be primarily right-handed, since being left-handed brought bad luck or whatever. However, thankfully, they seemed to ignore this aspect in favor of instead having Luke just concentrate on being able to speak and read properly rather than which hand he favored. As a result, his left hand was dominant and stronger than his right."Will that be a problem, Master?"