[continued from dinner (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/752063.html?thread=62067391#t62067391)]
That announcement killed the somewhat optimistic impatience that Luke had after Cloud managed to make him feel better about things. The guy in charge definitely had some kind of problem, and Luke was ready to show him a lesson. But given how long things took on their journey, he had a feeling that it was going to be a while before he really got things sorted out. It was just the first night, so he had to be patient enough.
After he had finished the tempura on his plate, he returned to his bed and sprawled out, flashlight lying against his stomach, and waited for the door to click open. A part of him wanted to stand near it, watching, waiting, even pacing, but he knew it would annoy him if someone else was doing that, so he tried to give an air of calm. Who knew what really lied out there? Depending on where he was at any given period of time, monsters always tended to look ... different. Some were scary, some were weak, and some, as Tear seemed to try to keep from pointing out, were rather cute.
Of course, Luke had a feeling that they wouldn't be getting warnings about cute, fluffy animals if they posed a threat. Those types usually weren't that tough. Or maybe it was just how Tear handled them.
Either way, he didn't let himself carry on thoughts about fluffy monsters versus scary ones for too long, instead thinking of strategies. Not that Luke was fantastic at them, but it killed the remaining time while his right foot moved side to side until that announcement clicked on, and not long after, the doors opened.
Something like "it's about time" seemed inappropriate. It wasn't like Luke wanted to trek out there into unknown territory. He kept his mouth shut as he sat up, flashlight rolling down to his lap, and turned so his feet could quickly hit the floor as he stood up. "I guess we're as prepared as we can be." That sounded a little less like someone who wanted to rush out there, he decided. And a bit more fitting for the slightly more subdued feeling that was coming over him.
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That announcement killed the somewhat optimistic impatience that Luke had after Cloud managed to make him feel better about things. The guy in charge definitely had some kind of problem, and Luke was ready to show him a lesson. But given how long things took on their journey, he had a feeling that it was going to be a while before he really got things sorted out. It was just the first night, so he had to be patient enough.
After he had finished the tempura on his plate, he returned to his bed and sprawled out, flashlight lying against his stomach, and waited for the door to click open. A part of him wanted to stand near it, watching, waiting, even pacing, but he knew it would annoy him if someone else was doing that, so he tried to give an air of calm. Who knew what really lied out there? Depending on where he was at any given period of time, monsters always tended to look ... different. Some were scary, some were weak, and some, as Tear seemed to try to keep from pointing out, were rather cute.
Of course, Luke had a feeling that they wouldn't be getting warnings about cute, fluffy animals if they posed a threat. Those types usually weren't that tough. Or maybe it was just how Tear handled them.
Either way, he didn't let himself carry on thoughts about fluffy monsters versus scary ones for too long, instead thinking of strategies. Not that Luke was fantastic at them, but it killed the remaining time while his right foot moved side to side until that announcement clicked on, and not long after, the doors opened.
Something like "it's about time" seemed inappropriate. It wasn't like Luke wanted to trek out there into unknown territory. He kept his mouth shut as he sat up, flashlight rolling down to his lap, and turned so his feet could quickly hit the floor as he stood up. "I guess we're as prepared as we can be." That sounded a little less like someone who wanted to rush out there, he decided. And a bit more fitting for the slightly more subdued feeling that was coming over him.