catchall for luke

[catraclysm]

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sunday, week 2

[catraclysm]

[ catra sees luke existing near the kitchen...

catra then turns the fuck back around in a very obvious manner because she remembers yesterday and is still in an emotional "??????????? WHAT ????????" over it and running away is the best way to deal with your feelings, yes ]

[dupelicate]

[Luke sees Catra leaving the kitchen like she didn't just walk in and U-turn, and drops his plates in the sink with a clatter, jogging out after her.]

Hey!

[catraclysm]

[ she literally groans out loud, looking up at the ceiling like the ceiling can save her ]

... What.

[dupelicate]

[


he hadn't thought past the first part]

Uh.

Did you mean what you said?

[catraclysm]

I always mean what I say.

[ this is the most blatant and outrageous lie ]

week 4 post trial

[catraclysm]

[ Catra is no longer wearing Luke's coat (was the exposed abs part too embarrassing when she's wearing a real shirt? maybe.) but she is carrying it around with her, and she grabs Luke in the middle of wherever he's going to yank him to the side ]

Hey, dummy. You forgot this.

[ aw she's willfully handing it over...




because she's no longer wet. ]

[dupelicate]

Hrrk!

[He's literally mid-walking down the hall, and he stumbles, grabbed by the back of his crop-top tee.]

Jeez, you could've just tapped me on the shoulder!

[He takes the coat, thought, turning it over in his hands. And shrugs, sheepishly offering:]

Thanks.

[catraclysm]

I could've thrown it to you, too, but I didn't.

[ ... :T ]

...Sorry I pulled your hair.

[dupelicate]

It's fine.

[...]

Sorry I made fun of you.

[He fluffs out the jacket, casting an eye about for loose cat hairs—and decides they literally can not be worse than loose cheagle hairs, and pulls it on.]

[catraclysm]

It didn't bother me, I was just mad 'cause I was wet.

[ this is incredibly stupid. ]

tuesday week 6

[catraclysm]

[ it takes her a while after her conversation with guy... a rather long while, actually, and she has now spent the better part of the day doing this.

so by the time she's sure she's finally found luke's hiding spot, you can bet that she's banging on the door with the most irritated look on her face. fucking. stupid. dumb. baby. ]

Luke. Open up, I know you're in there.

[ she has said that at a lot of apartments, but we won't go into that ]

[dupelicate]

[It wakes him up. Or at least, he's dimly aware of the sound. Eyes fluttering open, he stares at the blank wall across from his bed, and sighs.

Rolls over.

It's just a sound.

Until the sound gains a voice.

And the voice knows his name.

And that's definitely Catra.

Suddenly wide awake, his eyes dart around the apartment. No, there was nothing to signify it was his. Plain, unadorned, greys and whites, a dresser, a tv, a bathroom and little else. There definitely wasn't anything outside. His lights were off. The door was locked. How had she...?

For lack of a better strategy, he puts his pillow over his head, muting the sounds slightly.

How?!]

[catraclysm]

[ SHE HEARD THAT RUSTLING, BITCH ]

Open up before I break down the stupid door!!!

[dupelicate]

Leave me alone!

[It's a desperate yell, with more force than he meant. But whatever works.

Even though he has an unhappy feeling that it won't.]

[catraclysm]

[ it's like looking into a very obnoxious child mirror and catra is not enlightened enough to enjoy that realization at any point, but she does not kick in the door yet. instead, she just sounds incredulous ]

Seriously? What, are you planning to wallow and hide away for the next two weeks?

week 6, thursday

[catraclysm]

[ ........... catra's at least only knocking on the door this time, while sheepishly looking at the broken door of the other apartment ]

... Luke, you in there?

[dupelicate]

[He IS here, and his new apartment even has a nametag beside it, for ease of location.

There's a pause, then:] Yeah! Hold on!

[A sound of something stops, as if suddenly clicking off, and some shuffling. Then, the door opens.]

Catra, hey! What's up?

[well

he seems better???]

[catraclysm]

[ well that's... Good? ]

Nothing, I was just...checking up... on you.

[ catra is only just now realizing that's what she was doing and is immediately regretting it, turning away to leave ]

Nevermind.

[dupelicate]

...Hey!

[This time, it's his turn. Stepping out of the room, he grabs Catra by the shoulder.]

[catraclysm]

[ nO this is EMBARRASSING ]

What.

WEEK 7, TUESDAY

[dupelicate]

[Luke doesn't leave the West Wing for all of Monday—so it's at least a day before he finally makes his way to Ambition's monument to capitalism. He scoffs as soon as he enters—of course, of course this is Ambition's. It's opulence to the extreme end.

Did she know that even royalty didn't really do it like this? Well, whatever.

He's nearly done one circuit of the ground floor, and is ready to start heading up, when he notices Catra very... primly positioned on a sofa, as if briefly trying to camouflage into it. The perfect cat loaf of a person.

Hm.

Before he can stop himself, he's already making a beeline.]

[catraclysm]

[ she's been acting casual so far, and even now she doesn't bother moving from her position, still pretending to be super! uncaring! about this! but the second she hears footsteps come close to her she opens one eye (the one that isn't a zuko impression) as if warily assessing danger like

a cat

but she tilts her head when she notices it's luke ]

Hey.

[ like it ain't no thang ]

[dupelicate]

[He pops down on to the couch next to her

leans in close

and narrows his eyes.]

Hey yourself!

[catraclysm]

[ ... alright. hm. her tail's swaying a bit like when cats are curious and/or irritated with you and you can't tell ]

Did you want something, Luke?

[dupelicate]

[He leans back, arms crossed, leaning into the couch.]

I don't know. Probably.

[HnnnghhhhHHHH

...]

Do you remember anything?