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[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[he looks... much older. Much, much, MUCH older. Not any new gray hairs... just a general MUCH OLDER-ness about him.

He's also bleeding. And both attempting to go to where people are and shying away, snarling]

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[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

[He is a little wary of Asch, and only takes a few steps towards him.] Asch?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[looks to rush him, then stops, baring his fangs]

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

[He takes a few steps back.] You’re… you’ve changed to much, and its happened so quickly.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[spits congealed blood at his feet] Injured.

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

Is that why your aging has progressed so fast? [He seems hesitant at first, but steps forward to get closer to him.] We should treat your injuries at once.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[moves again to attack him, but then stops and backs up]

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

[He halts when he sees Asch might attack him.] Is there anyway I can help. I’m not sure if I can get close to you…

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

I must feed, but Luke...

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

Yes, what is it?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

He won't let me.

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

He? Can’t you drink anyone’s blood?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

My Luke. I go to drink and he yells at me, louder than he ever could before.

[clovercharm.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head not understanding.] Is he here? No…. [He now tries to understand.] …but if you don’t drink then won’t you die. You can’t do allow that.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

You're hurt...

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[snarls, looking like he wants to rush him]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

[backs away, scared but not too sure of himself] I won't hurt you...

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[starts to jump, but suddenly rears back]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

[backs away more, accidentally walking into the wall]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[eyes him, hungrily]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

I don't want to be hurt...

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[arm jerks, wanting to grab him]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

[clenches his eyes shut, shaking]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[just snarls, steadily]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Don't hurt me... I'll do anything, but I don't want to be hurt...

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[snaps at him]