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[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*yup. Heeeeere's Asch. Aaaaall ghostie, floating, and semi-transparent. He's just wandering around the dressing room, looking slightly confused. Please, talk to him~*

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[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[well, you wanna know where your gun went?]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*well, actually, he's wondering where Asch is*

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[same difference]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*any hints?*

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[his room's a good place to start]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*aaaand that's where he's headed right now~ he just hopes Asch isn't dead yet*

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[nope. He's looking at the gun with frustration, though]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*floats right through the door, and spots Asch, but doesn't say anything yet*

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[growls, going to check the gun again] Why do you keep jamming?

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

.... *this saddens him, deeply. but he'll give him a helpful suggestion, anyway* Have you checked the safety?

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Yes. Everything should work exc- [jumps, noticing who he's talking to]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

Yo.

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Asch.

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

*nods* ...

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[reaches out to him]

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

No. Don't. You'll just go right through me.

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

...

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

I just had to... I just had to see you one more time.

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

You...

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

I what?

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

Why?

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

I didn't get a chance to say I love you... one last time...

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

[lowers his head] Why can't I join?

[crimsonhavoc.livejournal.com]

...As if I know what goes on in the afterlife... who's supposed to die, and who's not.

[yes-itdoes.livejournal.com]

... it healed over.