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•Luke Asher
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•The Familia
•Tags; Bastet, Moto
••••••••••••••••••Luke was sleeping soundly, his eyes were softly closed. Amidst a dream, he felt the hard thump of some object landing on him. Surging up with somewhat surprise, he turned his ruffled head to see that it was indeed his cat- Uhum, goddess that had waken him. As if you could see it, he let out a relieved sigh before his shoulders relaxed. He swept his black, bed-head out of his face, so he can see Bastet clearly. He could see her face pretty well, as the morning light had obviously swept into the room.
"Jeez Bast! You've surprised me yet again." Luke laughed softly, happy to see that his goddess is actually awake before him. Even all ready to go out too! As he was seeing how prepared she was, Luke realized that he wasn't ready, and his hair needed some grooming. He got up to get ready, nudging Bastet softly down at where he was sleeping moments before.
"What are you planning to do today, Bast?" Luke asked, turning his head to look at her as he gathered up his light-armor to put on after their conversation. Which was his basic, dark red-themed plates that would go on around his body. He sighed as slid on his socks, as he wore his under-armor clothing to bed. Already being ready just in case of an emergency, for the sake of his goddess.
Luke turned around fully now. Looking directly at Bastet as he sat cross-legged on the ground. He piled his plating in the 'bowl' of his legs. His freckled cheeks illuminated by the morning light, but he looked silly with his still rowdy hair.