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[A currently female Wingy is laying on the floor, head clutched in her hands. No screaming, no talking, just laying there with her eyes squeezed shut. Her wings are flapping uselessly against her back as she curls up.]

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[ slams his fist into the chair and swears, then lifts her up into his arms bridal-style. ] Bed. Now. [ once she's resting comfortably, then he can go take his rage out on something. ]

Whoa, Asch, I'm okay...

Tch. Shut it, dreck. [ in other words, don't argue with him. ]

[ and back to their room they go, where he places Luke onto the bed, taking her coat off and hanging it up. ]

[ Asch is nothing if not thorough and efficient, so putters about the room getting Luke a pair of sleep pants and socks, tossing them at her. ]

Thanks Asch.

Edited 2009-01-16 07:11 (UTC)

I'm not going to let you sleep in that. You're wearing it all the time.

It's all I got.

Then I'll find you some other clothes while you rest.

It's all right, you don't have to...

I hate sitting around doing nothing.

Sorry... I shouldn't have brought up all that stuff earlier...

[ sighs, stopping by the door. ] Don't be. I would have been more pissed if you had kept it from me.

It made me feel better to tell you...

Then you really don't have to apologize, idiot.

I take it back then.

Good. Now you better change and be resting before I get back, or else.

Got it.

[ he was about to leave.. but the rustling of her clothes was enough to make him stop and watch. it shouldn't be a problem having essentially agreed to having an intimate relationship with one another. still, he's going to stay quiet while she's dressing. ]

[ the look of concern returns at the sight of her scars, his hand coming up unconsciously to touch the back of his own neck. did he really have some bar code thing tattooed on him...? ]

What's wrong?

...it's nothing. [ looks away from her, dropping his hand. ]