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[sitting outside a door, covered in blood, and mumbling to himself. Add in a strangely flushed look, glazed eyes, smell of vomit, the fact some of that blood is freshly oozing from his pores... oops, I think someone poisoned himself]

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[fononfailure]

[ Luke had been out to acquire herself some interesting reading material to make her time resting a little less dull when she literally stumbled upon the slouched redhead, going down and ending up on the floor with a shout of surprise. ]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Couldn't stop... running... Natalia...

[fononfailure]

O-ow... [ turns over to see what caused her to fall, staring at him in surprise. ] ...Asch? What's wrong?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[looks at her, trembling] Natalia.

[fononfailure]

...? Natalia? What about her?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Sorry. Love you... Natalia...

[fononfailure]

Asch... Come on, you're acting really weird.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[shivering, head bowed] Love you. Love... Natalia... forgive me...

[fononfailure]

... [ reaches out to rest her hands on his shoulders, shaking lightly. ] Asch.. What happened?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[boy is sweating blood] Ran... blood...

[fononfailure]

[ that's more than a little creepy and it takes her a good deal of effort to not freak out and take her hands back. ] ...? What?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Smelled your... didn't... Natalia, sorry...

[fononfailure]

It's alright, Asch... You couldn't help it.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Sick... run...

[fononfailure]

[ brushes a hand through his bangs. ] ...you're ill?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[he almost feels feverish] Ran. You ran. I chased.

[fononfailure]

That wasn't me. It must have been another Luke. [ sighs, looking around for the nearest bathroom. ]

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[weakly grabs her arm] Natalia. Didn't mean... still love you.

[fononfailure]

[ grips his hand. ] I know. It's alright, Asch. You couldn't help having those instincts.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[head lolls back, mouth covered in blood and... other things] Love you.

[fononfailure]

..... [ cringes but leans in to hug him. seems like she's a substitute Natalia for the moment. ] And I love you.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Not bleeding... can't smell... [hand twitches towards her groin]

[fononfailure]

[ grabs his wrist gently. ] That was someone else.

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Drank that blood. Sick... wrong...

[fononfailure]

You were only trying to survive.