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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

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What the hell!? [...been wanting to do this for a while, but er kept forgetting to x). Asch sounding a bit higher pitch then usual and erm, sitting on his bed after taking a nap and VERY happy right now to be wearing clothes that covers a lot.]

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[mixolydianmode]

*that's one good way to get Luke to come running in panic.* Asch? What's going on?!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[askaskjh, turns away from him] L-Luke...this had better be just a dream.

[mixolydianmode]

Whadda ya mean? *looks around the room in confusion. everything seems normal...* What are you talking about?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...[remains silent.]

[mixolydianmode]

Aw, come on. Don't go yelling your head off for no reason. I was sleeping!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

It's....kind of hard to explain.

[mixolydianmode]

... *now you're starting to worry him.* What can't be real?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...um. [hugging himself particularly over his chest area] I don't really want to say.

[mixolydianmode]

*goes around the bed to look at his face.* You aren't sick again, are you?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sakgha just trying to keep a calm expression, arms still hugging over his chest more tightly now.] N-No...or maybe? I don't know.

[mixolydianmode]

How can you not know? I know I'm not the sharpest person around, but I can tell when I'm sick. *brings a hand up to Asch's forehead to see if he has a temperature. that's what Mother used to do for him.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[raise a hand to shove his away] Stop that. I'm not that kind of sick.

[mixolydianmode]

*frowns, sort of pouting.* Well, what other kind of sick is there?

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

Asch! What's wrong?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

This place. It has a sick sense of humor.

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

What happened? Are you okay?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

It...well I just...

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*reaches out, thinking to take a temperature* What do you mean?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[waves a hand at her] I'm not sick. It's...um...[has his arms covering his chest area]

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*clickclickclickDING* Oh! *pulls back, bright red*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[Turns away from her, going slightly red out of embarrassment] Yea...I just woke up and found myself like this.

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*mutters something*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...?

[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

*shakes her head* Never mind. You okay?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...fine...just fine.