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He glanced at her, almost spitting the words with a hint of hate at first, but not aimed at her, "Cora, someone I love is in danger in my time. I can get medical attention after I die." He let out a brief sigh, "Love is devotion, and all my love and devotion have been given to one single person, I've given up almost everything for her, and I don't care. I've devoted everything to her, even my life if need be, and if I need not lay it on the line, I just might see myself spending most of, if not all of the rest of my life with her." He turned away, hobbling towards the door, "I don't expect you to understand. Its not of your time. If you must help, you can help me to the door, but nothing further."

Torment fumbled for his key as he spoke to Cora, not looking back, "You know of love, Cora. Give me proof you know how to love, then I'll be satisfied." He slid his key into the door and slowly turned the handle, the door opening before him. His demeanor changed, he seemed much softer this time through, "Though if you have found love and not only know it, but feel it in your heart, I am glad for you. Just please, no details, especially if its who I'm guessing..." He mumbled to himself as he leaned against the door, slowly inching his way forward, mostly to see if Cora had any responce she needed him to hear, but that whole stabbing pain in the abdomen wasn't helping either.

He paused, half faded out, but hand still grasping the door frame, "I'm refusing medical attention when I could likely die without it, in time, and I'm taking Kalie back from a genocidal maniac. I would sacrifice everything for her safety. Love is not limited to mere sacrifices, but its all I have to show you right now, aside from the fact I'm not dead, but thats complicated." His hand let go of the frame, he spoke almost as if he were falling to insanity or simply a concussion, "Don't limit it to sacrifices, soon there might be nothing left...All I can do is sacrifice, for I owe everything to her... Love comes in other forms, I have nothing else to show...Love simply...is.

*Luke appears in the Brink. He's got his hands deep in his pockets, face to the ground - due to the winter wind whipping past him.*

*He notices instantly from the warmth that he has entered the Brink.*

*He looks up. His cheeks are red, and his breath puffed one last icy breath before returning to normal...*

*Luke was so cold that he even put on the dorky hat his sister gave him for Christmas...*

*He walks inside, looking for something warm to drink.....*

*Luke walks up to her. Deadpan, he takes off his hat and puts it on her head, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to use her for a coatrack.*

Hey, Slim...

*His voice is nasal. He clears his throat loudly and sniffs backwards.*

I'm carrying the plague. *Luke's voice is melodramatic.*

*He finds some Jack Daniels. He figures that'll do enough in the warming up department...*

*Thinks back to what the girl said* *murmurs* Allergies, my a**....

I've been like this for a friggin week now. *speaks loudly, uses his hands in dramatic gestures as he talks* It would be one thing if I had time for this. I've got too much s**t to do to be sick.

*Luke digs deep into his jacket pocket. He pulls out a bottle of prescription pills and reads the label.*

Bronchitis. It's the throat disease of champions...

*Smirks at the label, as it says "Do not drink alcohol with dosage"*

*Thinks 'Figures'. He forgoes the medicine for the liquor, naturally.*