While everyone else readied themselves for the inevitable showdown as the creature crashed into the diner and its pursuer proceeded to arrive shortly after, Luka remained seated in the booth for a moment longer. He had been momentarily distracted by how bits and pieces of information had been instinctively occurring to him regarding his newfound abilities. If useful tidbits now floated into his head whenever he needed them, Luka wondered if he could use the power his Eidolon gave him to call knowledge into his mind whenever he wanted it. Reaching out onto the table, Luka willed a crystal ball into being. 'For my life, my payment to Santana is the woe of those who have done him wrong.' Luka thought to himself as he peered into the depths of the orb. 'How might we best uphold our end of the bargain here and now?'
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Is the guy within 15 feet of Luka?
"Perish the thought, my dear Writer." Was Luka's blithe reply to Emily sternly rejecting the possibility of using deadly force. The Reveler made a mental note to keep his actions during the upcoming confrontation strictly non-lethal. He had no strong feelings one way or the other, so he was more than willing to follow the preferences of those who cared more than he did. So long as nobody they were up against found out who they were, Luka was happy.
That last thought caused some strange newfound instinct to flare up in the back of Luka's mind. An instinct that conveyed a very important piece of information regarding his desire for anonymity while performing these supernatural shenanigans he and his fellows now found themselves a part of.
"Keep in mind that there is a range to my ability." Luka gave voice to his instinct and warned the others. "Should you at any point stray further than fifteen feet from my side, the disguises that I have procured for you will vanish until you are back in range again."
That last thought caused some strange newfound instinct to flare up in the back of Luka's mind. An instinct that conveyed a very important piece of information regarding his desire for anonymity while performing these supernatural shenanigans he and his fellows now found themselves a part of.
"Keep in mind that there is a range to my ability." Luka gave voice to his instinct and warned the others. "Should you at any point stray further than fifteen feet from my side, the disguises that I have procured for you will vanish until you are back in range again."
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"Emily once it changed forms, douse the thing with fire extinguisher."
"Once it changes forms you mean." Luka said, taking a moment to enjoy a little more of his frozen treat before banishing the rest of it by simply releasing his grip. "More importantly though, I feel I must reiterate that using real names won't be a good idea once the enemy arrives. If you really don't like my ideas, don't use them. That's fine by me. But don't just go around saying stuff that'll give whoever we're fighting hints as to who we are... Unless..." Luka tilts his head as a glimmer of morbid curiosity enters his eyes. "Could it be that you don't plan on letting our guy walk away from this fight? My my, I didn't realize I was signing up for that kind of story... Not that it bothers me or anything. I'm fine with either route."
"Once it changes forms you mean." Luka said, taking a moment to enjoy a little more of his frozen treat before banishing the rest of it by simply releasing his grip. "More importantly though, I feel I must reiterate that using real names won't be a good idea once the enemy arrives. If you really don't like my ideas, don't use them. That's fine by me. But don't just go around saying stuff that'll give whoever we're fighting hints as to who we are... Unless..." Luka tilts his head as a glimmer of morbid curiosity enters his eyes. "Could it be that you don't plan on letting our guy walk away from this fight? My my, I didn't realize I was signing up for that kind of story... Not that it bothers me or anything. I'm fine with either route."
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Luka watched as the others began tapping into their powers, Emily rewriting the narrative of the world itself to clear out the diner, Ashley having some sort of vision, and The Crow exerting control over all things metal. Seeing all of this happen, Luka decided he wanted to get in on that. But first, he had to answer one tiny question.
Just what exactly was it that he could do now?
As he considered this question, Luka's thoughts drifted back to the card he had received. The Wheel of Fortune. An apt card for one so fortunate as Luka. And his depiction in its artwork was equally appropriate. On top of the world, sitting astride it as if it were a simple mode of transportation. Surrounded by many desirable things. And if something was wanted that wasn't there? Getting it was as simple as reaching down and claiming it from the earth.
And just like that, Luka knew what he could do.
Anything. He could do anything he wanted. The Fates were merely kind to him before, but now they would bend over backwards to accommodate his every whim. Luka simply had to will something to be so and it would be as he wanted it to be. Luka closed his fingers over thin air, and a watermelon popsicle appeared in his grasp. "Baseball." Luka said, finally responding to the question he had only half heard Ashley ask. "I know the rules, but I always preferred to a spectator more than a player. As he said this, a pale, almost featureless man with a baseball bat materialized next to the booth and took the baseball that Ashley had offered to Luka.
Luka took a lick of the frozen treat he had summoned and smiled in satisfaction at the taste. Then a look of realization dawned on his features. "It occurs to me that we should probably do something to conceal our identities." Luka mused. "It wouldn't do to have our enemies putting faces to names and names to addresses... I think I can at the very least reduce risk of that though." With a moment's flex of will, Emily, Ashley, and Luka appeared very different from how they were before.
Emily was now dressed fully in the holy vestments she had been wearing in part in her card's picture. The only deviation from the art being a ceremonial mask that fully obscured her face.
Ashley was dressed in the monk's garb that her card depicted her wearing. The hood was drawn fully up and over her head, creating an impenetrable darkness that kept her face from view.
Luka himself hadn't changed himself in terms of clothing. Instead, his star shaped shades had begun to shine bright enough to render their wearer nothing more than a silhouette in the eyes of onlookers. Emily and Ashley were unaffected by the light though, and could still see Luka through the glow.
"Now that our faces are hidden, I reckon pseudonyms would be a good idea as well." Luka said. "Hiding our faces won't do much if we're still throwing our real names around... What do you think of..." He pointed at Emily. "The Writer..." Then at Ashley. "The Reader..." Then at himself. "And The Reveler?"
Just what exactly was it that he could do now?
As he considered this question, Luka's thoughts drifted back to the card he had received. The Wheel of Fortune. An apt card for one so fortunate as Luka. And his depiction in its artwork was equally appropriate. On top of the world, sitting astride it as if it were a simple mode of transportation. Surrounded by many desirable things. And if something was wanted that wasn't there? Getting it was as simple as reaching down and claiming it from the earth.
And just like that, Luka knew what he could do.
Anything. He could do anything he wanted. The Fates were merely kind to him before, but now they would bend over backwards to accommodate his every whim. Luka simply had to will something to be so and it would be as he wanted it to be. Luka closed his fingers over thin air, and a watermelon popsicle appeared in his grasp. "Baseball." Luka said, finally responding to the question he had only half heard Ashley ask. "I know the rules, but I always preferred to a spectator more than a player. As he said this, a pale, almost featureless man with a baseball bat materialized next to the booth and took the baseball that Ashley had offered to Luka.
Luka took a lick of the frozen treat he had summoned and smiled in satisfaction at the taste. Then a look of realization dawned on his features. "It occurs to me that we should probably do something to conceal our identities." Luka mused. "It wouldn't do to have our enemies putting faces to names and names to addresses... I think I can at the very least reduce risk of that though." With a moment's flex of will, Emily, Ashley, and Luka appeared very different from how they were before.
Emily was now dressed fully in the holy vestments she had been wearing in part in her card's picture. The only deviation from the art being a ceremonial mask that fully obscured her face.
Ashley was dressed in the monk's garb that her card depicted her wearing. The hood was drawn fully up and over her head, creating an impenetrable darkness that kept her face from view.
Luka himself hadn't changed himself in terms of clothing. Instead, his star shaped shades had begun to shine bright enough to render their wearer nothing more than a silhouette in the eyes of onlookers. Emily and Ashley were unaffected by the light though, and could still see Luka through the glow.
"Now that our faces are hidden, I reckon pseudonyms would be a good idea as well." Luka said. "Hiding our faces won't do much if we're still throwing our real names around... What do you think of..." He pointed at Emily. "The Writer..." Then at Ashley. "The Reader..." Then at himself. "And The Reveler?"
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