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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[Asch is outside...fishing. Yes fishing, fumbling with his cross that was around his neck with his free hand. Has he caught anything yet? No.]

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[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

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[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

*SLKDJFLKSJLKFJKJ DASHES* AH--AH! *FLINGS SELF ON HIS BACK*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[blinks, feeling something just landed on his back] What-[turns his head, ears, red hair?] ...!

[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

O-o--o-o-ookii-s-s-s-sama... I--I--I--uwaaah... *His tiny hands clutch with all of his might (which isn't much) onto Asch's attire*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[turns slightly, lightly petting him on the head] Chibet! Wha--[just...just smiles, so happy to be see Chibet was here and all right.] Where have you been? Are you all right?

[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

*nods eagerly* I--I-'ve b-been trying to f-find you! Th-this place is so big and---Y-your hair is different... *No that's not one of the reasons he's so emotional, but now that he's looking up, he sorta noticed.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

hm? Oh...yea it grew out. [carefully picks him up and putting the fishing pole down, and placing him on his hand] I'm glad you're safe.

[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

M-m-me too! I was so worried I--I thought I'd never see you again! *Hugs his hand tightly*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[grins, petting behind his ears] We were beginning to wonder if we'd ever see you again too. I think Luke was beginning to worry, he just didn't want to admit it.

[chibidreck.livejournal.com]

*Tints a little in embarrassment* L-Luke is--he's okay too! W-wah, I'm so glad...

[hymnotic]

Well, that's an interesting sight.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

What?

[hymnotic]

[just points at him]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...You've never seen a person fishing before?

[hymnotic]

I never said that. I just didn't think I'd ever see another Asch fishing.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...Oh, was that all? [prods the fishing rod]

[mixolydianmode]

*flops down beside him with a grin.* No luck, huh?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...Nope.

[mixolydianmode]

Hope we aren't relying on your fishing skills for dinner tonight.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Gee, thanks for your word of confidence. [mutters, pulling the pole slightly] Like you can do any better.

[mixolydianmode]

Heh.. Never claimed I could. But I bet I could.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Heh, that so? Then here. [shoves the rod at Luke, he'll probably regret this later] You try catching something that isn't junk.

[mixolydianmode]

Okay. I will, just watch. *takes the fishing pole with a cocky grin, fiddling with the reel to figure it out.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[and watch he does, arms crossed. He's totally not going to help him work out that fishing pole. Suffer Luke! Suffer!]

[mixolydianmode]

*he's not suffering just yet, though he is confused as he tries to remember what Guy had told him about fishing, his tongue slightly sticking out of his mouth as he does so.*