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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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[scionofhispower]

[helps him the last little bit of the way to the kitchen, then]

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[scionofhispower]

Think you can make it to the table yourself?

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

ah...

[scionofhispower]

...I could help you, if you aren't sure.

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

Lulu can.

[scionofhispower]

[watches him]

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

Lulu did!

[scionofhispower]

You sure did. [starts making him something to eat]

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

hehe

[scionofhispower]

[makes him some pasta, since it's simple enough that it won't take too long and generally easy enough that he shouldn't be adverse to eating it]

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[scionofhispower]

Everything alright there? I thought you were hungry.

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

...mm Whasat?

[scionofhispower]

It's pasta. A type of food. I take it you haven't had it before?

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[scionofhispower]

...Go ahead and try it.

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......mmm

[scionofhispower]

Like it?

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Lulu like! Ori pasta good!

[scionofhispower]

Glad you think so. You can come ask me whenever you want something to eat, alright?

[ringthedead.livejournal.com]

Ask Ori, okay!

[scionofhispower]

Slow down, you'll make yourself sick.

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Pasta...pasta good!