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[h3][color=cyan]Luka Winchester[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Leaving house in route for Academy
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] No one[hr][hr]
A shrill beeping pierced the quiet bedroom, ringing through the space and causing a small lump under the blankets to stir. One pale hand, small and delicate, emerged from the warm cocoon and fumbled around a moment on the nightstand before it successfully found the alarm clock and gleefully slapped at the snooze button. The quiet now returned and its mission complete, the hand rejoined its brethren under the blankets. The lump was still for a few minutes before a small sigh was heard and the blankets drew back a bit, one bright blue eye blinking sleepily at the far wall amid mess of black curls. Further down the blanket fell before a small form slowly sat up and the blanket fell to rest on the lap of the slender boy. Luka blinked and rubbed his eyes sleepily, stretching his arms above his head as he yawned. Sunlight was streaming through the blinds on his window and he could hear birds chirping cheerfully in the trees outside. Luka ran a hand through his hair as his feet slid to the carpeted floor and he stumbled his way into the bathroom connected to his room. The sudden light that accompanied the flicking of the switch made the boy blink owlishly for a few moments as his eyes adjusted before he looked in the mirror. A short boy looked back at him, blue eyes bright and black locks a messy tangle on his head. Luka frowned, hand reaching up to comb through his bangs before he gave up and turned towards the shower. He fiddled with the knobs and soon steam was filling the bathroom. 

One hot shower later and Luka was walking out of his bathroom feeling more awake with a towel wrapped around his waist. He strode over to his closet and gazed at the selection, wondering what to wear today. After getting dressed Luka ran a towel through his hair, not bothering to brush it seeing as his hair did what it wanted and remained messy curls no matter what he did. He then examined himself in the mirror. Did he care if his outfits looked girly? Not one bit. He liked it and that was all that mattered. As he exited his bedroom he tilted his head, listening to the silence. Having lived in this house his father purchased for him for a few years Luka had yet to grow used to the silence. Granted, his father popped in now and then but as the God did have responsibilities and couldn't visit and frequently as Luka would have liked. So, the demi-god had some kind of noise playing, be it the t.v. or music. Even if he wasn't listening at least it still pierced the quiet.

As he walked down the hall and down the stairs to the kitchen, Luka contemplated everything that had lead up to this moment. Who knew that growing up on the tales of the Greek God's, he was actually the son of one. He felt a pang in heart at the thought of his mother then a flicker of anger as he remembered John. He wished he knew how his mother was doing and debated going to check-up on her before he pushed the thought out of his head. He was probably the last person she wanted to see, he who reminded her so much of the man that left her to return to his throne in the sky. He shook his head to disperse such thought as he reached the kitchen. He stood into with a finger tapping thoughtfully on his lips, contemplating what he wanted for breakfast. He eventually decided on eggs and toast and hummed to himself as placed all the ingredients he needed onto the counter, switching on the radio as the pan heated up on the stove.  

“Roar” by Katy Perry started playing through the speakers and Luka grabbed the spatula, holding it like a mic to singing along as he danced around the kitchen, not caring how he looked since he was the only one there.

[color=cyan]”I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You're gonna hear me roar”[/color]

Humming, he turned back to the stove and poured his eggs into the pan, hips swaying back and forth as he began cooking his eggs. Soon they were done and he placed them on a plate next to his toast. Turning off the stove, he set his plate at the breakfast table in the kitchen then set about making himself some hot tea. An odd thing to make but he drank it all the time, even in the summer. His breakfast now complete, Luka sat down and ate leisurely, gazing out the windows as he went through the list in his head on if he packed everything. Soon his breakfast was finished and he stepped into the living room where he had placed all his luggage the night before. He gazed around at the house, knowing the house-keeper that looked after the building when he wa at school would be coming by later. The sudden honking of a car horn broke him from his thoughts and he peeked out the window to see it was the cab that was going to take him to the Academy.

He grabbed his bags and once he packed them into the car he slid inside, eyes gazing at his empty house until the cab turned a corner and he lost sight of it. Luka sighed and settled down in his seat, shoving his earbuds in his ears and clicking his music on shuffle. He then leaned his head against the window and watched as the scenery passed by.[/center]