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( i finally found my login information ayyyyy. my friends and i are tryin to  bring back our layton rp blogs so hey, like this for a starter after i revamp  this blog (might be a week or 2) and its Nice to be back!! also if anyone  wants to continue any old rps let me know!! id love to do that instead of  writing all new starters for tons of people haha,,, im also revamping my  ilyana and arianna blogs if anyone wants 2 check those out! )
"Oh, why can't I sleep in for once..." she laments, but throws the covers off anyway. She gets up and pulls her coat out of a suitcase with an melodramatic sigh. "So! Not much on the agenda for today."
Luke let out a long, almost offended sort of gasp at Emmy's reply. "Not much on the agenda? There's a whole world of possibilities!" He threw his hands up in the air, rather dramatically, before pausing for a moment, bringing his hands down as he placed a finger thoughtfully at the side of his mouth. "Well, a whole town of possibilities, at least." The professor probably wouldn't be very happy if his apprentice and assistant wandered off that far while they were in the middle of an investigation.
It was a quiet day. But then again, it always was in the Ledore mansion, now that the population of said estate was down to one ex-servant. Henry was biding his time, as usual, killing away time by paging through books, and keeping the place meticulously clean down to the last speck of dust. A typical day, ever since heâd resigned as mayor. There simply wasnât much to do, not when he was such a shut in, nowadays.Â
The doorbell ringing was almost surprising. Who could it possibly be? He set down his book slowly, and then his coffee beside it, rising to answer it. He opened the door, looking the boy over. It took him a moment to put a name to the face, but he knew that it was there.Â
"Luke." Ah yes, that was it. "I didnât realize you were in town. Is the Professor on some sort of business here?"Â
Luke let out a small sigh of relief when Henry answered the door. And he even remembered his name! He may or may not have stood up a little taller at that. By which I mean he totally did. Unfortunately, though, his moment of relief was cut a bit short when the older asked if the Professor was down here with him. Would it disappoint him to find out that Luke was here on his own? He wasn't nearly as close with Henry as the Professor was, after all.
"W-Well, er- Not exactly..." A good start. Now let's just see if we can finish this without being a complete embarrassment. "I'm actually here visiting a friend! Or I'm supposed to be, anyhow. I... sort of got a bit lost." Now that he said it out loud, maybe stopping here hadn't been the best idea. Henry was probably still busy running the city, after all!
Luke made a mental note to try to find a map at one of those tourist shops next time.
"BlarghâŚ" Emmy glances at the clock, groaning. "Luke, please, itâs only.. wait." Another glance at the clock before she continues, "Alright, it is rather late. And I should probably get upâŚ" Instead, she just pulls the covers over her head.Â
"Emmy!" His voice was a bit of a whiney pout, and he made a mental note not to sound like that ever again. Or to try not to, at the very least. Because that was no way for a gentleman to act! "We're the Professor's apprentice and assistant! We shouldn't waste the whole day sleeping!" They had to, you know. Go out. Solve puzzles. Or just mess around. That sounded kind of nice, too. After all, they hardly ever ad downtime when they were on an investigation with the professor!
âWuke!" He chirped, immediately running over to the boy as soon as he saw him. He pushed his nose into Lukeâs hand, practically vibrating in excitement. "Iâm okay! Iâm okay! How awre you!!!â
"I'm glad!" He couldn't help but let out a little laugh as Prince pushed himself into Luke's hand like that. What a cutie,I mean jeez. "For a while there, I was worried you got eaten by a predator or something!" But maybe he shouldn't mention that. "Oh! And I've been all right too! The kids at my new school are even bullying me a little less now."Â
Descole harassing people was almost unheard of. Desmond was a fine upstanding man and he had put his disguise away. He was living an ordinary life now. So why would he be found staring into the young apprentice's room as he entered? Desmond would never do such a thing~.
What was that sound? Was his door creaking again? It couldnât be anyone opening it. His parents were out for the day, and if one of the mice from under the house wanted to visit him, they usually came in through a little mouse hole, or something. Either way, his attention was drawn to the door which was⌠oops! He hadnât meant to leave it open, that must be why it was creaking. But upon forther inspectionâŚ
"âŚDescole?"
Wait a minute, how did he even get inside? Had his parents not locked the door when theyâd left?
((this is a late reply and im so sorry i didnt see this until now omg⌠BUT HELLO I MISSED U LOTS!! i hope i assumed right and that he is in his descole costume and if not let me know and i can fix it!!))
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"Prince! There you are!" Luke knelt down to give the little animal a small pat on the head before scratching behind its ears a bit. "I was wondering where you were! How have you been, little guy?"
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The Professor had gone out, insisting that he investigate a certain matter by himself, which meant that the hotel room they'd been staying was left to his assistant and apprentice. But surely, staying in the room all day would be boring. The least they could do was go out and explore on their own a bit! So:Â
"Emmy. Emmy! Wake up!" He stood at the side of her bed, shaking her slightly.
"I-I amâŚ"
The dwarfâs tone of voice was still low. He didnât want to scare away the child. âY-Youâre not a dwarf, are you?â He asked Luke. The clothes he was wearing wasnât something a citizen of Jollywood would wear, but it doesnât hurt to ask. Bashful was the worst at making conversation, so he hoped Luke would carry out the meeting.
The dwarf's next reply was, at first, simply met with a few blinks from Luke as a concerned frown formed on his face. Was he really so short that the other thought he might be a dwarf? No wonder people mistook him for a little kid all of the time!
"Er- no, sorry. I'm just kind of short because it runs in my family, I think! My name's Luke, by the way." He held out a hand for the other to shake if they chose to.
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The sound of footsteps approaching the empty hallway woke him up from his small nap outside the Professor's door. How embarrassing! He must have drifted off while waiting for him. Please don't let that be the Professor now! If he caught Luke falling asleep like that, he'd never survive the embarrassment!
For better or for worse, his moment of panic subsided when he saw a girl, several years older than himself by the look of it, entering the hallway. He let out a small, sort of sleepy "oh" as he rubbed as his eyes for a second or two.
"Excuse me, but... Are you looking for somebody? Gressenheller is supposed to be closed to students for the weekend."
She laughed, ruffling Lukeâs hair through his cap. âWell if Iâd written I wouldnât be able to surprise you, would I?â Emmy pulled Luke into a tight hug.
"Howâve you been, Luke?"
There it is. That terrible, infamous pout that managed to sneak itself onto Luke's face whenever Emmy teased him about- well, anything, really. Also did I mention that he had to take a bit of a deep breath when Emmy released him from that hug? Dang, girl, you could have broken one of the kid's rib bones.
"W-Well I suppose not, but it certainly would have saved me a heart attack!" Hun, please. Stop being so over dramatic. Be happy that your friend's here! "But actually, I'm only here on a visit myself! You're lucky we managed to catch each other!"
A year ahead in science. That would probably not win him any brownie points with the dean. There goes that idea. âSo youâre not a child prodigy?â
Wilson, why do you do this to yourself?Â
"I mean, uh, good! Itâs always swell to hear that the future is in the hands of knowledgeable youth," his voice trailed off. "âŚor something like that." A less than perfect subject change, but itâll have to do. He really should start thinking about carrying around a notebook or something, or else all of his thoughts will continue to spill out of his mouth like a broken faucet. Boy, does that lead to some awkward conversations.
"Wait, then what are you doing here? Children and lecture halls arenât exactly simpatico, and I should know.â Thatâs right, and he did know. How was he supposed to focus if there was some egghead breathing down his neck? They never even let him blow anything up either! Intentionally. What happened to that one kid in chemistryâŚ? Eh, that was in the past, and Wilson had learned from that mistake for the most part.Â
Not a child prodigy? Wow, dang, way to hurt the kid's feelings. He may or may not have a small pout on his face now. He totally was a child prodigy. Totally! Well, not really, but he was still pretty smart! And he prided himself in that fact! So:
"Well, I'm not exactly a prodigy, but I've been an avid puzzle solver ever since I was really little, if that counts for anything." No, Luke. It does not. But that's okay. Who knows! Maybe his puzzle solving skills would come in handy for this guy anyway. Most of the people he ran into had at least one problem that could be solved with a puzzle. Granted, that usually happened when he was with the Professor more often than not, but who knows! The world works in mysterious ways, after all.
In fact, only moments after the man brought a pout to Luke's face, his words were making the small boy smile with pride. What was he doing here? Well, Mister, let Luke tell you alllll about it.
"As for why I'm here, my best friend works in this building! I help him tidy off his office and things of that sort. Impressive, huh?" NOT REALLY...
Bashful got a better look of the child. Noticing his clothes, and the scared look on his face. The dwarf knew that feeling himself. He nodded his head to Luke and replied, âS-SureâŚâ His voice stuttered, as he slowly walked away from his hiding spot. He kept one hand on the tree.
While Luke's initial reply to the voice was another small relieved sort of sigh, he found himself letting out a small gasp when the person became a little more visible. That definitely looked like a dwarf if he'd ever seen one! Which he hadn't. Until now.
"Oh! Okay, er, w-well... I hope this doesn't come across as rude, but are you a dwarf by any chance? U-Unless that word is offensive, or anything. It's just that, um. There have been a few rumours around school, and..." Nice. Nailed it. You're doing great, kiddo.
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Why hadnât Daddy told her about this kid before? He was really cute, and very nice! He was definitely a gentleman. She got him some snacks â cookies, mostly â and set them down on the table in front of him before she went to answer his question.
â â âI guess itâs kinda for special occasions.â If her job was a special occasion, anyway.
â â âIâm a magician, heir to the Troupe Gramarye. We all wear outfits like this. I dunno if youâve heard of them or not, but they used to be really popular! I was too young to star in it back then, but Iâm going to try and revive it!â
It was a huge title to uphold, but Trucy was confident that she would be able to do it. Everyone told her she was amazing at what she did, after all, and her shows were getting more and more popular!
Luke couldn't help but lick his lips a bit when the snacks were set in front of him. Surely, digging in as soon as food was put in front of him would be rude, right? But it looked so good... And while it was true that he'd eaten only an hour or so before, it'd been at least a full twenty four hours since he'd had any sweets! And that was just downright unacceptable!
...Okay, yeah, there go two full cookies into his mouth at the same time. Regretfully, the sound of his chewing made it a bit hard for him to hear what the girl was saying, and he missed that first bit. His eyes went wide when she mentioned being a magician, though, and he hurriedly swallowed the cookies before sitting up a little taller as he listened to the rest of what she had to say.
"Woah! A magician?" Truth be told, he'd developed a bit of an irrational fear of classic magicians because of the incidents at Monte d'Or, but this girl certainly didn't seem to be classic in any way. She was so unique and spunky and. Not spooky like the masked gentleman was at all. Maybe she could help him get over his fear entirely! By putting on a show or something, later! But first thing's first:
"Well, I haven't heard of your troupe or anything like that, bu I'm not actually from around here either, so..." Uh, duh. Your accept probably made that pretty obvious already, dork. "Oh! But good luck reviving it! And let me know if you need any help! Admittedly, I don't know much about magicians or even magic tricks in general, but I haven't made many friends here yet, so I have a lot of free time on my hands."
It seemed like heâd landed in another big town kind of world. In a way, it reminded him of Traverse Town or maybe even Twilight Town⌠but bigger. Much, much, bigger. Of course his events that day had been⌠interesting in the least. When heâd first arrived, he spend most of his time trying to chase down a rogue Heartless. Sora had spotted it right after a long⌠bus? Yeah, that was it, drove by. Of course, that meant running around trying to catch the dang thing.
Once he finally cornered it, after hours of running (and let him tell you, that isnât exactly for fun either) it turned out to just be some cat. A cat. Needless to say, Sora was feeling a tad disheartened about that. Thus he ended up wandering around with no where to go. Really, had he not seen it was a cat? Talk about all that effort put to waste. On the plus side, at least it wasnât a real Heartless.
The Keyblade wielderâs wanderings led him down the sidewalk, as well as his head turning from side to side. Ahâ where did he even come in from anyway? All that running around and it seemed like he was sort of lost. Great. Things werenât exactly looking up by this point. Hands behind his head, he continued until someone managed to stop him. A little kid, probably a few years younger than him actually, asking if he needed directions.
Well, at least he seemed nice.
"Uh⌠yâcould say that!" The boy laughed, rubbing his brown spiky hair a little, âOh, youâre new too? Small world, huh?â âWorldsâ, really, but he wouldnât say that out loud.
"I guess Iâm not really lookinâ for anythinâ specific though. Iâm searchinâ for someone⌠so I dunno if yâmight know⌠but have yâseen anyone in, like, long black coats? Sometimes they have hoods up, but normally theyâre just stalkinâ around." He tilted his head a little. Well, he could say something too, but heâd rather not freak out this kid with talk of âshadow monstersâ. He looked kinda young for his age, after all.
Do you hear that? It's the sound of a record scratching in the distance. Maybe stopping to talk to this guy hadn't been the best idea after all. Luke hated judging people before he truly knew them, but this guy sounded, well, um. He didn't want to use the word 'crazy' but that's certainly one of the handful that came to mind. His accent didn't sound too off from the other people that lived here, either. Maybe he wasn't really new here. Maybe he was just a part of some weird gang who all dressed like that and hunted people from a rival gang who wore those black coats that he'd mentioned.
Or maybe Luke was just letting his imagination get away from him. Again.
Either way, Luke decided to be at least a little more cautious from here on out. He was always under the assumption that everyone was friendly and nice, but that hadn't really turned out to be the case in his new school. Back in England, most of the people he met were pretty nice, but maybe that'd been because of Professor Layton's fame? Well, no matter what it was, things were different here and Luke should probably start doing a better job of looking after himself. After all, it's not like he had Emmy as his personal bodyguard anymore.
"Long black coats?... Stalking?... Er-" An excellent reply. You're doing great so far, kiddo! He put a finger to the side of his mouth in thought. Had he seen anyone like that lately? He hadn't necessarily been doing a very good job at keeping track of his surroundings lately. "I-I don't think so, no."
As he thought about it some more, he quickly dropped any extra caution that he may have put up. This person really didn't seem like a bad guy, and while Luke's intuition wasn't always right, he was feeling pretty good about it at the moment.
"Oh! There's this boy in my class who wears a jacket like that I think! It doesn't have a hood, though. And I'm pretty sure he's harmless." He dressed all tough, but he'd never once tried to steal Luke's lunch money. Bless that kid.
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It'd taken him a rather long time to track the right building down, yes, but after a few hours of wandering around lost in a new city, Luke was absolutely certain that he'd found the right place. This was Mr. Wright's agency, no doubt! So of course he didn't knock or anything like that. He just shoved those doors wide open and said-
"Mr. Wright! It's m-" Guess who was not standing right there. If you guessed Mr. Wright, then you are correct. But who was standing right there. Ah. Uh. Hmm.
"Oh, um. You're... not Mr. Wright." NICE.
