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[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[There's a field of flowers, with a child Asch laying in it. You might recognize this child as the Death that has been wandering around. Now, this child sleeping... not exactly normal per se, but you can imagine that even Death may sleep occasionally. The dew on his clothing and the fact he's actually laying on the flowers instead of them poking through him, well. That's different]

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[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Approaches slowly, bending down] Hey kid...[Shakes him gently]

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[makes little incoherent noises, sleepy]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Hey. Wake up.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[very slowly opens on eye]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

What are you doing here?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

What are- [tries to get up... and can't muster the strength for it]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Need some help?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[puts his hand to his chest, frowning, wondering what it was he was feeling]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Sits in front of him] Hey.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

That's impossible.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

What is?

[hymnotic]

...? [comes over, concerned] ...Asch? [bends down to brush his hair from his face]

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[lets out a loud snore]

[hymnotic]

[smiles a little, shifting so that Asch's head is resting in his lap and just watching him sleep now]

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[stirs, eyes opening after great effort]

[hymnotic]

Hey there.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[squints at him]

[hymnotic]

[seems to notice, leaning in a bit] You alright?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

What...

[hymnotic]

[tilts his head slightly] Asch?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[hymnotic]

Hm...?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[approaches quietly] Asch...?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[mutters, snoring slightly]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[pokes him]