Characters: Blade, AU!Luke
Location: Grand Chokmah
Time: Day 2, early afternoonish
Warnings: Some mild cursing from Luke. He is an angry hot-blooded youth, after all.
Luke really hoped it was the latter.
It was hard for him to remember what exactly had happened in the moments prior to him waking up face-first on the brightly colored ground. He vaguely remembered being in the Dark Wing's carriage, being chased by the Oracle Knights of Daath with Noelle asking him exactly "What did you do to get damn near the entire Oracle Knight force chasing us?!", to which Luke had haughtily replied, "I didn't do anything, damnit, they just started running after me!"
The plan to shake them off was to cross the bridge into Kimlasca, since they had run all the way from Engeve (apparently there was some business with the Fon Master visiting the city, and apparently he didn't react very well upon hearing the Dark Wings were spotted in town too), and to destroy with gunpowder and fire magic. The plan did work, but the resulting explosion had knocked Luke off the carriage and - well, to wherever this was.
Noelle must have been mad at him for attracting attention, but how was he supposed to know that stealing an apple was grounds for having the entire Oracle Knights force coming after you? Geez, laws on the mainland were strict. No wonder people were miserable here!
"I must be somewhere in Kimlasca, at least," Luke thought to himself, but he had no idea. This was his first time on the mainland since the war, and he didn't even remember what Kimlasca looked like, much less this city was supposed to be. Baticul? Belkend? That was on the list of places they were going to visit anyway.
With nothing else to do, Luke decided to start wandering around. First, he had to find out where he was, and then he had to find the rest of the Dark Wings.
Maybe steal something in the process to prove he was a real bandit. Just in case this was an unannounced initiation test.