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[valentineluke]

[In what looks like an art museum, Luke stands before a portrait of a lovely woman. He raises a wine glass, containing dark red liquid, in silent toast to her.]

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Re: Private

[valentineluke]

Soon to be known Citywide. Of course the Police Force will be the last to find out.

Why is that?

Private

[worldofourown]

[The smile is a full-on smirk now.]

Believe it or not, it started with annoying some spoilt child.

[He chuckles.]

The City is touchy about such matters, apparently.

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

Did you steal candy from said child?

Private

[worldofourown]

Oh, no...

[Said child was the candy :|]

Let's just say, he was quite a careless little boy. The City disapproved of my trying to knock sense into him.

[And of his trying to eat him, but whatevs...]

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

Said the pot about the kettle.

How exactly did this invaluable life lesson go awry? Sounds as if you had everything under control- not.

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[worldofourown]

I did.

[He scowls, at little petulantly.]

But some self-appointed Lancelot decided to swoop in and 'save the day.'

[Hmph. He's not bitter. Much.]

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

Well, children do incite feelings of protectiveness in some others.

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[worldofourown]

I don't see how it should've mattered. It wasn't his child.

[He tilts his head.]

You never answered my earlier question. Who is that young lady?

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

Just someone from the past.


(FYI - Diva's portrait is in the Hall.)

Private 1/3

[worldofourown]

[He's assuming the Lady in Question was an old flame.]

~Ah, those from the past.

Strange, how many of them remain with us, even in the present. I think--

Private 2/3

[worldofourown]

[Wait. Asd;fgh;jkl. Whose portrait is that?]

My God...

Is that...?

[Wait until he connects the dots. Not the brightest crayon in the the box, this one :|]

Private 3/3

[worldofourown]

[Slowly, painfully slowly, it falls into place.]

Is that my DIVA?!

Re: Private 3/3

[valentineluke]

[Looks around at the nearby portraits. Quickly spots the one in question - being an acquaintance of Solomon's, of course Luke knows who Diva is.]

Her? Been well over a year since she was last in the City.

Private

[worldofourown]

Over a year?

[How could that be possible? It made no sense. He draws a shaky breath.]

How did she... fare here? And how did she leave? Did she find a way to escape?

[It sounds like something his Queen would do.]

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

She wasn't here long.

No one truly escapes. On rare occasions, the City allows a few to leave. Most are usually sent back.

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[worldofourown]

I see...

[Well, that's just depressing. And here he hoped there'd be a loophole somewhere. Exhaling, he looks up.]

I don't believe I caught your name. You are...?

Re: Private

[valentineluke]

[Takes pity on him]

Sometimes, those that leave do return.

Luke Valentine.

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[worldofourown]

That's both a hopeful and daunting prospect, in my case.

[He wants and doesn't want Diva here. This place is too strange, even for her.]

A pleasure, Mr. Valentine. [A sideways smile.] I shall leave you to your... reminiscence.