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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[The door to her bedroom creeks open, and Wingy pokes her head out slowly, eyes darting back and forth down the hallway. Sword in hand, she steps out and takes a good look around before going for the kitchen. Too much time spent in her room has made her tummy empty... approach scared girl with caution. 8|]

Comments

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

'Cause I didn't go through all that just to see this idiot do the exact same thing.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

...

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

's got a good chance at fixing things, better than us at Akzeriuth. And I didn't give up, so he's not allowed to.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

... fine, do what you want.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[have a smile you'd never see on an Asch's face, and the gratitude is only part of it, then everything settles back down to "Asch"]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Did you two replicas have a good chat? [sounding sliiiiiiiightly bitter, but watches her warily]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I guess you could say that.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[continues to watch her, waiting]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Like I told him, do what you want.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[nods, once, and moves to follow her]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[doesn't... quite watch her eat]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[gets tired of shooting curious glances at her while she eats, and curls up while sitting to sleep]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Night.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[nods before falling asleep. For several days.]