Weekend Boredom [NDE / R]

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The two weapons clashed. Marcus made his move to block Luke’s sword midway through its swing causing the two weapons to clash. The moment those two weapons clashed, even as Marcus attached one of his Fullbring strings to the blade, Luke let go of his sword causing it to vanish. Marcus made an attempt to attach a string to Luke as well, seeing how he aimed to block the air sword with his knife in a spot close to Luke’s hand, but the Bount hadn’t been planning on the two going into another clash. He expected the block. He predicted it. He wanted Marcus to block, not to dodge, and the Fullbringer did exactly what the Bount wanted him to do. That was why Luke let go of his sword when the two weapons clashed and he suddenly vanished, unknowingly ruining all of Marcus’s plans for him. Marcus had done exactly what Luke wanted. So why stick around?

Their shadows had crossed. The reason Luke had gone in for a melee attack was because he had wanted to get his ever increasing in size shadow to cross with Marcus’s. By engaging the Bount in melee, the Fullbringer unknowingly had crossed his shadow with Luke’s. As faint as it may be, Marcus still had a shadow. Now that Luke’s had touched his, the Fullbringers own shadow became just as dark as the Bount’s. And just like Luke’s it was growing. The Bount had suddenly vanished by using a Step Technique that was not Movement. He had used Schiene, the Bount signature Step, to create a pathway of reiatsu starting from himself to a good couple feet backwards.

Traveling across the rail moved Luke at 7x his own Speed(2100), and he came to a stop facing Marcus.There was no doubt that the Fullbringer must have been confused. Why would Luke engage physically if he didn’t intend to push any further and to simply retreat after a brief clash? ”Well Marcus, I’m hoping that I’ve made up for the shitshow I gave you last time.” Luke said casually. He had come to realize that this fight was nearing its end. Blows had been traded, and though Luke was mostly unscathed he was still nearing his “caution” level of reiatsu. He also didn’t want Marcus to set up an even bigger network of strings. Though briefly, Luke had seen the effects they seemed to have on things they attached.

”Sorry about this but this is probably going to hurt...but you wanted to see my Doll.” As Luke said that, Marcus would immediately become aware of something. The feeling of breath on the back of his neck. The feeling that someone was behind him. From behind him his left arms wrist would be grabbed, yanked backwards with a force a little more than twice his own. Marcus, taken by surprise, would be hard pressed to counter the maneuver as whatever had a hold of him would twist the Fullbringer’s arm so that his arm was bent behind his back, restraining him with a wrist lock.

”Hehe, hola señor.” The Doll would speak as he placed his own right hand on Marcus’s shoulder. Long, slender, black as the void claws gripping onto the Fullbringers shoulder and digging into Marcus’s left arm. If the Fullbringer chose to look back he would see the thing that was behind him. A being composed entirely of darkness. Roughly humanoid in appearance, it possessed two arms that ended in clawed fingers. His face possessed no features whatsoever, nothing but a blank canvas of dark. The Doll’s torso was incredibly rather muscular, attributing to the beyond human and animal strength it possessed. A series of spikes traveled down its back, and its lower body was connected to Marcus’s own shadow.

What’s more, Marcus would be subjected to the sensation of pain on the level of dry ice being pressed into his left arm. Jäger chose to dig his claws a bit into Marcus’s arm, causing the limb to begin to darken and become transparent. Jäger’s ability was a nasty one. Whatever his claws cut, even if it was light enough to leave white lines on your skin or on surfaces, would turn into a “shadow object”. Something that couldn’t interact with anything that wasn’t also a shadow object or Jäger himself.

But how did this happen? Where did Jäger come from? The answer was stupidly simple. The Doll had come from Marcus’s own shadow. Jäger was a Doll that infected shadows. When released he would become Luke’s shadow, and from there any shadow that Luke’s touched would become infected with Jäger. From the growing network of shadows Jäger could then form his Hunter Form, the thing that Luke and Marcus saw now. The thing that everyone thought of when they thought of Jäger. When the two men clashed their shadows had crossed. Luke’s enlarging shadow had crossed with Marcus’s during their clash, infecting the Fullbringers shadow and enabling Jäger to emerge from it.

The Doll decided to dig his right hands claws into Marcus’s shoulder as well, causing even more of the mans body to begin to turn into a shadow and be subjected to that dry ice like pain. ”Don’t even think about using those strings to tie me up without lubing me up first. But do anything funny and I’ll rip your arm off and flagell-” Jäger began to say before he was cut off by ”Jäger. Knock it off.”. Turning his attention to his Master, the Doll leaned forward a little and applied more pressure to Marcus’s arm. ”Oh Lukykins chillax fam. I got this homie. I’m just applying some hella scare tactics on this guy. Did you notice he smells like hella frog legs?” Why the fuck was he talking like that?

Needless to say, crossing his arms across his chest Luke let out a sigh. Turning his attention to Marcus, the Bount looked at him for a moment. ”So...you wanna call it quits?”

Remaining Reiatsu: 4450 / 7000
-50 for Schiene

Jäger Duration: 2 / X

Nebel Duration: 4 / 6

[Marcus Cole]

Oh shit.

The expansion of Marcus’s shadow was not something he could ignore. The simple darkening of the ground below him despite the bright lighting of the room was enough to draw his attention, and he wasn’t pleasantly surprised. When his eyes darted to the ground, he quickly realized that Luke’s shadow was dark as well. He must be using some sort of shadow ability. Damn, he got me.

Marcus had to admit to himself that he had no clue where to go from here. He still wasn’t certain what kind of ability it was. He didn’t even consider that the doll had already been summoned and resided within his shadow. Marcus was oblivious to Jaegar’s presence, and that would make the next few moments frustrating. He felt like the ball was in Luke’s court, and there was nothing he could do about it.

”Well Marcus, I’m hoping that I’ve made up for the shitshow I gave you last time.” Luke spoke as if their battle was coming to a close. Whatever he had imbued in Marcus’s shadow seemed to assure him of victory. That wasn’t good. ”Sorry about this but this is probably going to hurt...but you wanted to see my Doll.” The confident smile Marcus wore was nowhere to be seen. He was lost. Doll? What doll?

”Hehe, hola señor.”

Oh no…

Marcus had no time to react before his left shoulder was impaled by the creature’s claw. He winced but otherwise fought through the pain. The fullbringer turned his head to see what Luke’s doll looked like. What the… he thought, his eyes widening into a creeped-out stare upon seeing Jaegar. The dark, humanoid figure was pretty damn intimidating. ”Don’t even think about using those strings to tie me up without lubing me up first. But do anything funny and I’ll rip your arm off and flagell-” ”Jäger. Knock it off.”

Marcus was also surprised to see his arm changing color. It began darkening from the point of contact the doll made, and that darkness slowly spread. As it reached his hand, his left kunai dropped to the ground. With a metallic clank sound, the kunai attached the string from the corner of the room a few feet behind Marcus to right where it fell. That particular connection wasn’t very useful, and, worst of all, Marcus lost access to his release weapon. This was not good at all.

The fullbringer let out a muffled grunt as Jaegar tightened his grip on his shoulder. ”Oh Lukykins chillax fam. I got this homie. I’m just applying some hella scare tactics on this guy. Did you notice he smells like hella frog legs?” Marcus tried not to get distracted by Jaegar’s weird… personality. But he did take the threat very seriously. Jaegar would be quite capable of doing some serious damage to Marcus if he tried attaching the doll to a string.

Alright, I’ll keep my strings to myself… Marcus thought, his grip on the two kunai in his between the fingers of his right hand tightening as he started to plan his way out of this scenario. It was going to be tricky, and if it went wrong… well, it would probably have some painful repercussions. But Marcus wasn’t about to give up.

”So...you wanna call it quits?” The situation looked grim. Not only was Marcus caught by the doll, but he had also had his shadow infected. Marcus redirected his gaze from the doll to Luke, locking eyes with the bount. “You’ve been hiding a lot of your strength. I don’t know if I can beat you…”

…but you can bet that I’ll try.

That point of contact between Jaegar and Marcus was the key. As Jaegar gripped Marcus’s shoulder, he appeared to have the advantage. Unfortunately, Jaegar hadn’t learned from Luke’s experience. Contact with Marcus was not good at all, and Jaegar was about to see why. By placing his hand on Marcus, he would allow Marcus to plant his reiatsu on the doll’s hand. While Jaegar could detect this reiatsu, he wouldn’t have time to retaliate. The moment the imprint was placed, Marcus was detonate Shadow Punch.

The impact would destroy Jaegar’s hand and throw his arm backwards. Marcus didn’t hold back this time. Shadow Punch hit with a full force of 600. Now, with Jaegar’s strength, he could avoid having his body slammed into the wall by the impact. He might even begin a counter attack. He even began to move, but he’d find that he wasn’t in charge of which was he was going. Marcus had attached him to the string on the ground, connecting the corner of the room where Jaegar stood to the point on the ground right to the left of Marcus. Since it was Jaegar’s right arm that gripped Marcus’s shoulder, Jaegar’s left side was quite far and he wouldn’t have to use it to defend himself at all, especially since he was covering a short distance of a few feet at 400 speed. Before he knew it, he’d already be by Marcus’s left side.

Marcus had already set Jaegar’s path by anchoring him on the string. Thus, he began to swing his left fist back in more of a pounding motion than a punch. It would make contact with Jaegar’s abdomen, a target low enough to still hit the mark if Jaegar began to duck. He might even try to sink back into the shadow, but that wouldn’t be possible either. His spiritual energy was not quite potent enough to detach himself. Dodging the strike would be tricky.

Marcus’s punch wouldn’t do much damage when it landed. However, if contact was made, he would leave another imprint of reiatsu on Jaegar and trigger it instantly once again. Shadow Punch would do its damage. This time, however, it’d be even stronger than before. How so? Well, Marcus’s spiritual presence spiked as he activated Gate mid-swing. The technique was not cheap, but it gave him the boost he needed to make sure his next blow would put an end to Jaegar.

If all this was successful, it would result in Jaegar’s complete and utter destruction. The impact strength of 1200 would blow Jaegar up. Marcus paused, checking on the status of his arm and shadow. If both were still effected by Jaegar’s power, it was likely that the doll was still alive and still very dangerous. If that were the case, Marcus would remain cautious, keeping his senses sharp to watch for any threatening signs from Luke or the doll. But if Jaegar was in fact dead from that exchange, Marcus would turn his attention to Luke, his breathing rate fairly elevated from the exertion and injury-induced rush of adrenaline. “I thought he’d be stronger.”

Reiatsu Remaining: 1300/2500 (-100 for Shadow Punch, -100 for Gate, -200 for Shadow Punch with Gate)

Fullbring: 4/10

String Network:
Kunai 1 to Marcus's Chest
Kunai 2 to Marcus's Chest
Kunai 3 to Marcus's Chest
Kuntai 4 to Marcus's Chest
Marcus's Left Palm to his Chest
Marcus's Chest to the Ground by Backpack
Ground in Corner Opposite of Backpack to Ground a few feet away.

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"URAAAAAAAAAGGHH!!" Jäger's sudden scream filled the gymnasium as the Shadow Punch was detonated. Luke's eyes widened. His right hand, or the stump where it should have been, was blown backwards by the sudden surprise attack pulled by Marcus. "SHIT EATING PRICK!!" Jäger screamed as he tried to regain himself, not being blown backwards like Marcus was hoping for since the Doll was anchored to Marcus's shadow. His high pitched scream was filled with an inhuman rage, and Marcus would feel the sudden hatred focused towards him from the Doll. Lunging forward, with his remaining left hand, it was obvious that Jäger intended to do an unknown, but predictably large, amount of damage to the Fullbringer. "SCREEEEEE!" But his attack didn't land.

He was suddenly shifted. His direction suddenly changed. Suddenly Marcus wasn't in front of him. Suddenly everything was different in his eyes. What the fuck had happened?? No time to think about it. No time at all. Jäger located Marcus thanks to Energy Sensory, picking out the Fullbringer from his similarly reiatsu'd apartment, and quickly began to turn towards the source. But as he turned he saw Marcus coming. Marcus was going to punch him! No he fucking wasn't. Jäger wasn't going to let him. He began to sink, to return to the darkness, but was suddenly stopped. Why couldn't he retreat? Why couldn't he---string. Marcus had attached a string to him! He put a fucking string on him!

Jäger's attention fixed itself back on Marcus as the Fullbringers left arm threw its punch at Jäger, in an attempt to apply a Gate'd Shadow Punch to the Doll. And when that punch connected with the Doll in a breath stealing moment where defeat for the Doll was certain and victory seemed assured for the Fullbringer...his arm sank into the Doll. His left arm, the one he threw at the Doll, had been shadow'fied when Jäger had that hold on him moments ago. The Dolls claws had dug into the arm, afflicting it with his ability. Marcus's arm had become a shadow, and like how they couldn't hold his daggers...they couldn't affect Jäger either. Marcus's entire plan had revolved around connecting that punch to Jäger and destroying him with a Gate empowered Shadow Punch, but due to the Dolls abilities that plan had failed.

"KYAHAHAHAHAA!" Jägers shrill laughter exploded from his featureless face as he, after regaining himself, swung his left arm from waist to shoulder. Marcus, no doubt confused and shocked about these events, would probably be unable to react how he wanted to. The Doll swung his remaining hand, aiming to sink his claws into Marcus's stomach and rip upwards to his shoulder. "KILL YOU KILL YOU KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU!!" Jäger screamed, enraged over the loss of his hand as he brought his arm back and pressed his fingers together into a shape like a spear head. Marcus would be hard pressed to dodge the swipe. If he moved backwards, Jäger would only follow. The Doll was anchored to his shadow. He would go where Marcus's shadow would go.

With the damage done from his first attack, Jäger was confident that he had Marcus. He'd gouge his fucking heart out. He'd kill this cocksucking bastard! He'd kill him! He lunged. He aimed to dig his left arm right into Marcus's chest and pull his heart out. Suddenly the Doll vanished into a flurry of black particles. Raining down towards the floor before vanishing before they reached the ground, the shadowfied portions of Marcus began to return to normal. The darkness of unnatural size of his shadow vanished as well, returning to its normal state. What happened? Where did Jäger go? Wouldn't take long for Marcus to figure out just what had happened. The Doll had been resealed.

Luke hadn't moved from his spot. He remained standing where he did. Arms crossed across his chest as a deep frown pulled down on his face and brow. He looked at Marcus with a look of irritation. His right index finger tapped on his left bicep as he let the Fullbringer regain his composure. "Dolls are not like Fullbrings." He suddenly said after a few moments of silence passed, closing his eyes. "They can just as easily disobey their master as follow their orders. They're individuals, like you and I, only attached to another persons life." Luke explained. He hadn't expected this development. He didn't expect Jäger to be cornered like that, to be injured like that, and his reaction had been unexpected. "He was going to kill you. That's why I put him away." Luke confessed, maintaining the mental wall he built to separate his conscious from the screaming Doll.

"You used Gate. That's not a technique someone uses to screw around. You were intending to kill him." Luke accused, opening his eyes and glaring at Marcus. It was very obvious the young Bount was mad at his sparring partner. But just how mad? "Killing a Doll isn't like breaking a Fullbring. Jäger is a piece of my soul. Killing him would destroy that fragment." Luke explained, before his voice would become very low and very cold. "You can't imagine the pain a Bount goes through when a piece of their soul is killed. It can even kill them." He remembered it. He remembered the experience of Springflut being killed. He remembered being unable to move, unable to even scream, as the pain that ripped apart his very soul turned him into a paralyzed mess. It wasn't something he ever wanted to go through again.

Things went too far. I shouldn't have brought him out. Luke commented with a mental sigh as his eyes shifted to Marcus's injuries. "Go get your wounds taken care of. I'll still be. Not like I can leave now anyways." Luke said, turning away from Marcus and rubbing the back of his neck. He couldn't leave till nightfall now that he used Nebel. Like vampires, the sun turned out to be the enemy of the Bount if they chose to use their racial powers. But Luke was more concerned about Jägers injury. Springflut still hadn't healed from his fight with the Sternritter or Aevus...and Luke couldn't figure out why that was. Was Jäger going to be the same?

[Marcus Cole]

Things did not go as planned for Marcus. Yes, he knew something was wonky with his left arm. However, considering that Jaegar was still able to keep his claws imbedded in the fullbringer’s shoulder, Marcus believed that he was still capable of interacting with Jaegar. His attack was focused on being able to make contact with the doll and activate shadow punch. This clearly did not pan out, and Marcus’s fist went right through the doll.

"KYAHAHAHAHAA!"

The laughter was quite unsettling, especially due to Jaegar’s demonic appearance. Nonetheless, Marcus was prepared to deal with the consequences of his action. Using a step technique was not an option. Even if he pushed off his uninjured left foot, his right wouldn’t be able to hold his full weight as he came out of the step technique. Countering the was his best chance. Yes, his left shoulder had been damaged quite significantly, so he wouldn’t be able to put any pressure on his left arm. Still, he did retain enough mobility on the arm to take advantage of the strings attached to it. Moving the arm quickly would hurt, but Marcus was not a stranger to pain.

The fullbringer was running out of options as he continued to receive injuries. He might be able to hold out against Jaegar alone, but if Luke decided to fight alongside his doll, he knew very well that the odds were stacked against him. But the fullbringer didn’t know the definition of surrender. He would keep going until Luke determined himself to be the winner. If he sustained even more injuries in the process, so be it. Satsujun knew this as the fullbringer stood his ground to buy Kazura time. Even Harle realized that she couldn’t force Marcus into submission without putting herself in a position of indisputable victory. Luke too would realize this in their fight. They may just be sparring, but Marcus was always at 100%.

Jaegar pulled his arm back to attack the fullbringer once more. Marcus didn’t flinch. He responded in kind, retracting his right arm while painfully lifting his left to a defensive position. ”KILL YOU KILL YOU KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU!!" No, you won’t, Marcus thought, his eyes carefully following the motion of the doll’s strike. I don’t die that easily. And just before the doll drew close enough to the string on Marcus’s left – just before another aggressive exchange could begin – the doll vanished into a black, fading smoke.

Marcus was confused. He first looked around him, frantically trying to locate the doll before realizing that his distinct shadow had vanished. Jaegar was no longer present. Marcus turned to face Luke with a questioning Luke in his eye, as if he was asking, It’s over? It took a few moments before Luke acknowledged Marcus, and in that time, the only sound that filled the room was the heavy breaths of the fullbringer.

"Dolls are not like Fullbrings. They can just as easily disobey their master as follow their orders. They're individuals, like you and I, only attached to another person’s life. He was going to kill you. That's why I put him away." A light frown pulled down on Marcus’s lips. He wasn’t disappointed that Jaegar was trying to kill him. He was upset with the position it put Luke in. The bount already seemed to carry some guilt, and now, letting loose a rampaging doll on his coworker might add to that. Things got out of hand, and Marcus hoped Luke wouldn’t blame himself.

"You used Gate. That's not a technique someone uses to screw around. You were intending to kill him." There was no hiding the anger in Luke’s voice. It seemed to be directed at Marcus, blaming him for escalating the fight too far. The fullbringer couldn’t help but furrow his brow in irritation. Impact isn’t used to screw around either, and you were more than comfortable using that, he thought to himself bitterly. But that wasn’t something Marcus would say out-loud. No point in picking a pointless fight.

"Killing a Doll isn't like breaking a Fullbring. Jäger is a piece of my soul. Killing him would destroy that fragment." Oh… "You can't imagine the pain a Bount goes through when a piece of their soul is killed. It can even kill them." Marcus hadn’t known that. Fortunately, Jaegar had avoided making contact with the fullbringer, or that exchange could have gone very wrong. There was a difference between going all out and intending to kill. Marcus was at fault for trying to annihilate Jaegar.

"Go get your wounds taken care of. I'll still be. Not like I can leave now anyways." Maybe Marcus should leave. Luke was in no mood to spend any more time with the fullbringer, and letting the bount cool off might just be the best plan. Marcus walked past the fullbringer silently, his eyes pointing toward his bag at the opposite corner of the room and avoiding Luke’s gaze. When Marcus reached his bag, his fullbring release came to a close. The transparent strings linked across the room vanished, and Marcus’s blades disappeared into his backpack.

But the fullbringer wasn’t packing up. Instead, he reached into his bag once more and drew out a coil of bandages. Did Marcus have any medical training? Not quite. Had he been similarly injured during simple training exercise? Oh hell yeah. Thus, he came prepared. He gripped the end of the bandage with his mouth as he wrapped the bandage over his shoulder and tossed it around his body. He repeated the process several times, tightly pulling the bandage to ensure that it stopped the bleeding. Marcus’s shut his eyes tightly to fight the pain as he treated his own wound, but it bought him some time before he had to go have his injury properly looked at. He wasn’t ready to leave quiet yet.

There was not much Marcus could do about his knee. Instead, he decided to lean up against the wall by his bag and slowly slide down to a sitting position. His breathing, once again heightened while he bandaged himself, began to slow to a normal pace. He was catching his breath and taking his weight off his right side. It had been a couple minutes at this point since Luke told him to leave, but Marcus was still there and he hadn’t said a word yet. Marcus wasn’t good at talking. He didn’t know how to make peace with Luke. This awkward situation had Marcus’s name written all over it, but despite his social inadequacies, he’d try his best.

“A couple weeks ago, I got pretty beat up too.” Luke might be fairly confused, but if he looked to Marcus, he’d find the fullbringer smiling as he reflected on the memory. “I was sparring in the forest, and this girl… She was something else. She busted my elbow, sent me flying like a rag-doll into a tree. I came out of that with more than a few scratches, haha.” This all seemed to come out of the blue, but Marcus was trying to make his message a bit more clear.

“My point is that, even if I’m just training, I give my all. I don’t know any other way. When I get pushed, I push back harder. I can’t get better if I hold anything back. But that doesn’t excuse anything. I’m sorry that I got too aggressive against your doll.” Marcus didn’t expect any apology from Luke. He was okay with trading blows, even though Marcus was stuck with his injuries while Luke could just heal. He wasn’t bitter. That was the cost of a serious spar, and his wounds would also heal in time. Marcus was the only one who crossed a line when he tried to kill Jaegar. He was the only one who needed to apologize.

“With all these things going on right now – the chained hollow attacks and an increase in Vandenreich activity, which you know more about than anyone else here at UE – I need to trust you. I know you’re carrying some baggage that you don’t want to talk about, and that’s okay, but don’t let it hold you back. Use it to get better. I have baggage too, and it slowed me down. I wasn’t myself for a long time, but Harle… the girl I sparred with in the forest. She helped me carry that weight. She built my confidence back up and she’s the reason I keep moving forward.”

That was all Marcus had to say on the matter. He wasn’t good at dealing with people, and he had no clue how to help Luke get through his internal struggles. The best he could do was share his own experience with self-doubt and how he broke out of his slump. After a few seconds of silence, Marcus’s eyes lit back up. “Oh, I almost forgot. So, um, that girl in the forest. We’re going to get married, and… uh…” Marcus had a hard time meeting Luke’s eyes. His fingers played with one another nervously as he tried to piece his words together.

“We uh haven’t really set a date yet, but I was wondering… if it’s not too much of a hassle and you’re not too busy, would you be one of my groomsmen?”

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Luke blinked when Marcus began talking to him. Eyes that were angry moments ago steadily began to soften as the irritation that had begun growing in the temperamental man diminished. The man began to recount a story for the Bount about a training experience he had with some unknown woman in the woods. As Marcus described it Luke began to mentally see just how much he had been beaten up. A busted elbow? Ouch. But was there a point to this story? Luke began to wonder that as he focused on keeping the mental wall separating his voice channel and Jäger's, cus he could tell the Doll was still screaming and rampaging about inside the mental space.

“My point is that, even if I’m just training, I give my all. I don’t know any other way. When I get pushed, I push back harder. I can’t get better if I hold anything back. But that doesn’t excuse anything. I’m sorry that I got too aggressive against your doll.” Luke looked at Marcus for a few moments, his eyes not really portraying anything as he thought on the words Marcus said to him. Looking away from him Luke began twisting his left hands fingers with his right, letting out little pops from the bones. “With all these things going on right now – the chained hollow attacks and an increase in Vandenreich activity, which you know more about than anyone else here at UE – I need to trust you. I know you’re carrying some baggage that you don’t want to talk about, and that’s okay, but don’t let it hold you back. Use it to get better. I have baggage too, and it slowed me down. I wasn’t myself for a long time, but Harle… the girl I sparred with in the forest. She helped me carry that weight. She built my confidence back up and she’s the reason I keep moving forward.”

Hearing mention of the Vandenreich made Luke pause. He simply stared at the floor as he stopped messing with his fingers. What Marcus said was helpful. It was advice the Bount should take to heart and use to improve himself. It was something for Luke to think about while he tried to move past his own issues. But, even with good words, Marcus didn't quite understand what had Luke so hung up about using his Dolls. While Jäger had a tendency to listen to him, he still didn't have complete control over them. He needed to find a way to be able to use his Dolls more without running the risk of hurting uninvolved people or causing collateral damage. "Thanks." Luke said softly, not really sure what else to say.

He was pulled from his pondering when Marcus suddenly asked him a really, really, unexpected question. One that even silenced the screaming Jäger from just how out of left field it was. Those brown eyes bounced back to Marcus, filled with surprise, as his mouth hung open a little. Regaining himself, Luke stuttered out some noises for a moment before laughing. "Uh...yeah, sure. I've never been to a wedding before...but yeah! Wow, yeah!" He said, still shocked but with an excited tone in his voice. Scratching the back of his head, Luke realized that the awkward silence had come back. "Y'know. We should grab something to eat sometime. You can tell me how you met your fiancé." Luke offered, trying to extend the same hand of friendship Marcus offered him.

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Luke - 700 TP + 100 TP for winning = 800 TP

Marcus - 860 TP