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[scionofhispower]

[Asch will just be over here, sitting in an armchair writing into a notebook. Every so often, he pauses and seems to look off to a corner of the room without seeing anything before going back to writing. Oddly enough, Mieu is with him, and he - amazingly - doesn't seem to mind the fact that the little guy's staying at his side. This might be due to the fact that he's preoccupied with other thoughts, though.]

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[fononfailure]

*mental poke.* ....I'm sorry, Asch.

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

..is there something I can do for you?

[scionofhispower]

... [shakes his head slightly]

[fononfailure]

Can we talk about what's bothering you?

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

Please...

[scionofhispower]

[shakes his head slightly]

[fononfailure]

*slams a hand down on the arm of the chair, turning to glare.* Why not??

[scionofhispower]

... [nope, not answering]

[fononfailure]

... *flies out of the chair and whips the notebook from his hand.* Talk to me, dammit!

[scionofhispower]

I'd watch myself if I were you.

[fononfailure]

What are you going to do? *goes back to her chair.*

[scionofhispower]

[there... might be a fire at your feet]

[fononfailure]

*doesn't move, only crosses her arms.* You aren't that kind of person.

[scionofhispower]

Do not test me.

[fononfailure]

If you'd hurt your own child then you aren't the Asch that's pulled me through all this.

[scionofhispower]

Hn. If you don't want to risk it, then go the hell away.

[fononfailure]

No. I want you to talk to me.

[scionofhispower]

And I'm in no mood for discussion.

[fononfailure]

....fine. *hugs the notebook to her chest, feet kicking absently.*

[scionofhispower]

Return it.

[fononfailure]

Come get it.

[scionofhispower]

Return. It.

[fononfailure]

*shoves it behind her back.* It's right here. Get it yourself.