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[professahhh]

WHO: Luke Triton and OPEN
WHERE: Throughout Recolle
WHEN: March!
WHAT: Ruffians, interviews, and other things.
WARNINGS: Reckless violin endangerment

News at 7;
[ Luke Triton had a tape recorder in his breast pocket, and a notepad and pen in hand as he wandered the city streets: a short British boy in shorts and a little blue cap. He had the air of someone trying to be as close to a professional journalist as possible. ]

Pardon me, do you have a spare moment? I'm looking for an interview subject.

Plucking great;
[ Luke was walking home carefully, looking both ways before entering the intersection. It was a bit of a bother to walk home, truth be told; the instrument case at his side made negotiating crowds a bit difficult. But at least he didn't play the bass.

Just then, a small crowd of boys ran by and jostled him; the case fell from his hands and onto the sidewalk with a sickening skidding noise. ]

Oh no, my violin!

[ Before he could get to it, however, one of the taller boys grabbed its handle and hoisted it over his head. ]

Give that back, you!

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Comments

[yoyoboy]

Oh no, you don't!

[He then abandons the boys before he jumped on the larger boy's back, once again in an attempt to help the young kid escape from his bullies.]

[professahhh]

[ Luke wove his way down the sidewalk, still clutching the case. He knew, however, that despite the bravado, it was unlikely that any kid could hold off a big crowd like that -- this stranger'd be just as likely to get himself really hurt.

So as he passed a gaggle of chocobos being used to pull tourist carriages, he shouted and waved at them. ]

Hyah! Yah!

[ The animals started in surprise, and stampeded down the street. ]

[yoyoboy]

[As he was starred as one of the junior spies back in his "Junior Spy Livez" days, he managed to know little of some martial arts. Unfortunately, this is the real world as he is overwhelmed by some older kids right after the boy escaped.

Sure, he wanted to help the kid out because he felt the same sympathy for him when he faces off against real bullies back in his elementary days, but this proves to be too much for him.

But before they can do anything to him, he heard some stampeding and when he turns around, he sees not only strange giant chickens heading his way but also the fact they are stampeding as well!]

W-What the heck?!

[professahhh]

Get out of the way, quick!

[ Luke called, in case the presence of the chocobos wasn't warning enough. One of the birds' minders started to shout at him, but Luke slipped down an alleyway as the crowd parted before the birds. ]

[yoyoboy]

[As he heard the boy's warning, he quickly slips away from the older kids. If he can escape, he will run into the same alleyway before he took a few gasps of air in exhaustion.]

[professahhh]

[ Luke was holding his case to his chest, feeling around the edges to see if the latch had been broken. ]

I think they're on the run.

[yoyoboy]

Gee, ya think?

[Once he managed to regain his composure, Tony then gives the kid a big grin.]

But still, I didn't meet someone who can stand up to bullies like that! Not to mention that you did it while I'm trying to defend you!

[professahhh]

Well... it's not as though I actually stood up to them. I mostly just ran away.

[ Luke was a musician, not a pugilist. Besides, he could hardly get in a fistfight with his violin in the mix. ]

[yoyoboy]

Hey, kicking a bully's leg takes guts and you were the first one to do so before I can even react. I doubt you mostly ran away all of the time.

[professahhh]

Well, when you put it like that...

[ As a twelve-year-old, Luke really didn't need any excuse to get puffed up about himself. ]

Thank you for helping, by the way!

[yoyoboy]

Hey, no problem. Besides, we little kids have to stick together!

By the way, I'm Tony! What's yours?

[professahhh]

[ Luke looked positively scandalized. ]

I'm not a little kid! I'm twelve years old! And my name's Luke. Luke Triton.

[yoyoboy]

[Way the go, Tony. You accidentally offended the kids' height.]

Sorry, it's cool! Besides, I'm also twelve years old.

[professahhh]

You are, eh? Maybe we go to the same school, then.

I go to Recolle Middle.

[yoyoboy]

Really? I go to Recolle Middle as well!

[professahhh]

[ Well, this was a coincidence. ]

I don't remember you from any of my classes, though. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

[yoyoboy]

Nice to meet you, too.

Maybe it's because of my busy schedule we might not able to see each other.

[professahhh]

Really? What's so busy about your schedule, then? Do you play footb -- soccer?

[yoyoboy]

N-No... It's something big... But I doubt you don't want to hear about it.

[Besides, he wanted to make normal kid friends, not to let them take advantage of his past fame.]

[professahhh]

What? You can't just tease something like that! Now I want to know more!

[ It was like reverse psychology or something. ]

[yoyoboy]

[Once he sees Luke beg him to tell him, Tony became even more worried at telling him that he's a child actor.]

Uh... I don't know.. It's not a big deal...

[professahhh]

Well, keep your secrets, then. I won't pry.

[ Maybe follow him around later, though. ]

At any rate, I reckon we could get out of this alley now.

[yoyoboy]

[And get ambushed by those bullies again? He doubt he would let him without preparations.]

Hold on. Let's check outside the alley first. They might try to find us after what we did to them.

[professahhh]

Right. You look to the left, and I'll look to the right.

[ It was only fair that they should share in this risk, since Tony was HOLDING OUT ON HIM. ]

[yoyoboy]

[While it is a little annoying to be Luke's shield, he feels that it might be better that he lets him hold him a little since he's trying to be the hero in his eyes.

If he sees nothing on his left, he sighs in relief that they're gone.]

Nothing on the left. You?