@utopideal ;; cont. from here -
The Akademeia is as much a sanctuary as it is a vital source of information and aid. Sometimes, it is nice to get away from the CHAOS of the gauntlet hunter, as much as Luca genuinely enjoys the company of his dearest companions. It can be... overwhelming, serving as a leader and essentially seeing to the well-being of so many ( and technically the entire kingdom, should he succeed in becoming KING. )
Here, he is not expected to put up a façade, a MASK. He needn't speak when the desire is not there, needn't LEAD when he would rather just... exist, for once. More, thankfully, allows him to, which is why he finds himself approaching the ghostly apparition that only HE can see whenever he is out and about and time allows.
" ... sorry. " Yet, the need to break away from the HEAVINESS lingering just outside the Akademeia door is near suffocating today. Mayhap all this has finally gotten to him--- when has he truly taken a moment to let it all sink in? With a shake of his head and a smile forced, PRACTICED, Luca laughs into a raised hand. " I honestly... don't know why I came here. " Nor why he appeared to SPACE OUT for a presently undeterminable amount of time. " There's still so much left to do out there, and it isn't as if I have any new Archetypes for you to look into. My legs just... started moving. "











