5th Floor CR, Sunday Afternoon

[withoutverona]

Luke still didn't really know where he was, and the Seavers hadn't picked up when he called. He should have known better than to be taken in by all the "Luke, we're your family now" stuff, right? Dumb. And this place seemed to be strange, but a little better than the streets.

Anyhow, he had a full fridge and a pile of creative sandwich fixings, so he knew he wouldn't have to steal food again. So far, he'd made ham and swiss, turkey and cheddar, salami and American, peanut butter and jelly, and tuna salad with potato chips, and he'd probably keep making them until he ran out of bread. Either he'd share them or he'd eat them himself.

The TV was tuned to some moddable sporting event on ESPN, and Luke was trying to decide who to root for as he cooked.

[OOC: Open CR! Have a sammie!]

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[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Jeff said, without any real introduction or noise to make it clear that he'd just shown up. "Have you seen my girlfriend? She's about this tall," he held up his hand at a random height, "Dark hair, might be shouting something about naughty boys?"

[withoutverona]

"I haven't seen anybody since I woke up today, man," Luke said with a quick smile. "Sorry. Have a sandwich!"

Yes, that was his solution to everything.

"How come she's shouting about naughty boys?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"It's a weekend," Jeff said, and shrugged. That was his answer to everything.

He did take a sandwich, though. "Thanks."

[withoutverona]

"No problem, I made plenty," Luke said dismissively. "... a weekend?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"One of those weekends where the island gets a bit bored," Jeff explained, chewing down on his sandwich. He looked at Luke with a squint. "...I think I may know you," he said, "But I really have a horrible time memorizing bloke's faces."

[withoutverona]

"The girl at the clinic yesterday said I looked a little like somebody with some fancy-ass name," Luke supplied helpfully. "I'm Luke, though. I just got here from Long Island."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Luke," Jeff said. He continued to chew on his sandwich. It was a good sandwich. "Welcome to Fandom Island. I can't stay long 'cos of my girlfriend, though, she's going to be quite cross when the weekend is over."

He paused.

"I may have to move rooms for a few days," he said, thoughtfully.

[withoutverona]

"Bummer," Luke said. He had lived with Carol, he knew cross girls. "She's gonna kick you out?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"No," Jeff said, shaking his head, "I just make it a point not to go near women when they're cross. They're allowed to slap you. Or, in Turtle's case, kick you in the shins."

He pointed at his shins.

[withoutverona]

"But those are all bony!" Luke was indignant. "And you can't hit her back, 'cause she's a girl. Man. Almost makes me glad I don't have a girlfriend."

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Girlfriends have their advantages, though," Jeff said, wisely, "Many of them damp."

[withoutverona]

"Damp? Like, swimming?"

Poor, poor Luke.

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Not really," Jeff said, grinning a bit before he caught himself. "Er. So if you see Turtle, or whatever she's calling herself, please let me know. It's absolutely vital."

No, Jeff hadn't given anyone much of a description to go on.

[withoutverona]

"Absolutely," Luke promised, still puzzling over the "damp" thing. "Where can I find you?"

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"Room 513," Jeff said, pointing helpfully. "As for the dampness, it's really not like swimming at all. That's too damp."

[withoutverona]

Luke nodded what he hoped looked like a confident nod. "Right. Thanks."

He'd be thinking about dampness and girls all day.

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up. "Just keep working on it," he advised.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Tomoyo peeked into the room in her constant quest to find Sakura. Her friend was not answering her phone, and Tomoyo couldn't reach her mother, either.

This was most definitely the work of a Clow Card.

"Oh, hello," she said, noticing the boy. "Have you seen a cute girl, about this tall? She is very sweet and bubbly, with brown hair, and her name is Sakura."

[withoutverona]

"Nope, sorry," Luke said, with real concern. He stepped out of the kitchen to get a better look at the girl. "I didn't know they had kids here too."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I do not know who is normally here," Tomoyo said politely, "but I am here now. I think the bed I woke up in belongs to an older girl, judging by the contents of the closet." So many pretty clothes, but they were all too big for Tomoyo.

[withoutverona]

"Same with the room I woke up in!" Luke exclaimed sympathetically. "It looked like whoever was there didn't take time to pack. His clothes kinda fit me, though." Well, they would when Luke grew another three inches.

He shrugged. "I guess this is one of those homes where people are in and out."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"That does not seem right," Tomoyo fretted. "There was a cat, sleeping on the bed when I awoke yesterday. It had a collar, and a food dish by the bed, so I do not think it is a class pet. Where did the owner go to?"

[withoutverona]

"Dunno. That's weird. Sometimes they don't really tell you where you're going? But poor kitty." He brought a hand to his chin. "Did you feed her?"

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Hai! I found her food, and let her sleep with me last night," Tomoyo reassured him. "Although it feels quite odd, using another person's room. Like a sleepover with someone missing."

She started wandering around the common room, peeking in the various closets and nooks. "What are you doing?"

[withoutverona]

"Making sandwiches," he answered. "I like cooking. My mom used to travel around and work in kitchens in different places and I picked it up from her. Wanna help?"

As an afterthought, he added, "Oh, and I'm Luke."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Sandwiches are very nice!" Tomoyo enthused, practically skipping over. "I like to cook, when I get the chance."

"I am Dai - I mean Tomoyo Daidoji," she said, bowing slightly as she remembered the Western way of giving her name. A proper lady always adapted to her circumstances. "I would very much like to help, Mr. Luke."

[withoutverona]

"Just Luke," Luke said. "Mr. Luke's my father."

... he thought it was funny. Also, this kid was seriously adorable. "Where are you from, Tomoyo?" he asked, handing her peanut butter and a butter knife.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I am from Japan," she informed him seriously, being very careful with her peanut butter. She didn't want to make a mess. "Tokyo, handwavey prefecture. Am I correct in thinking this is America?"

[withoutverona]

"The girl yesterday said Maryland," Luke said, leaning against the counter for a moment to watch her work. "I'm from Long Island, in New York. Not sure how I just woke up in Maryland."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I do not know how I got here either," Tomoyo confessed, completely serious. "Although I believe it to be magic."

[withoutverona]

"The girl at the clinic yesterday was talkin' about magic," Luke said seriously. He lowered his voice, not wanting the little girl to think he was nuts. "She used it to heal a cut on my hand!"