Lucas (nohopekid) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2012-04-14 18:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2012 [04] april, lucas |
WHO: Luke and Uncle B.
WHAT: Roughhousing!
WHEN: April 14th, 2019
WHERE: Sing Sing's recreation building.
RATING: Low/Medium.
STATUS: In progress
"Okay," Luke said, holding out his arms mock-invitingly. "Come at me."
They were supposed to be sparring. Finally sparring. Apparently asking Uncle B ten thousand times was finally enough -- well, that and the fact that the recreation building was totally suited for this kind of thing. There were mats to lay down, and punching bags, and all kinds of awesome stuff that they would have never found out in the city.
Out in the city. To say Luke was really happy to have left wasn't exactly true. He was happy he was here with George and his family, and he was happy that they wouldn't have to deal with government bullshit anymore -- that was the obvious stuff. But when it came to everything else, the reality of starting over in a place like this? Luke was worried. It would be so easy to get it all wrong. Building a community was a big fucking deal, and while it was clear people were putting a lot of effort into it, he had no idea if they were doing things the right way.
That and... How was his family supposed to find him now? He'd had hopes that dad and April and James could wander into the city and get sucked into the safehouses. That much had happened to him and Aunt Alana. But how would they know that there was a place out here in Sing Sing? They wouldn't. Luke hadn't even thought of that until last night, either, trying to celebrate his birthday and eat cupcakes and be okay.
Sparring would be a good way to get all of those unsaid things out, though. He wouldn't have to say anything if he could just get rid of it all by pseudo-beating up Uncle B.