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[fononfailure]

[ Sitting in the dead center of an overstuffed, floofy sofa is quite possibly the single most oddball Luke you will ever have the pleasure to set eyes on. She's attired in the typical Wild Saber outfit, meaning no shirt, holding a notebook filled with neat writing in both hands, and there's a cheagle plush tucked under one arm while her baby is seated in her lap. Best of all, she's fast asleep and snoring loudly. Poke, prod, or otherwise harass the snoozing dreck? ]

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[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

His hair's soft, too.

[fononfailure]

Every part of him is soft at this point.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Why is he so soft?

[fononfailure]

Because he's still little.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

I didn't know that made people soft.

[fononfailure]

You experience more as you get older. Like I've been in hundreds of battles. [ Turns her hand over, showing him the small nicks. ]

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

...I haven't, but I'm not soft either.

[fononfailure]

[ Pokes his nose. ] You're soft to me.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

[blinks, confused] I am?

[fononfailure]

Mm. That's right.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

My hair, too?

[fononfailure]

Yep. You have nice hair.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Really?

[fononfailure]

It's always soft..

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

How do you know that?

[fononfailure]

My Asch's is the same.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

You have an Asch?

[fononfailure]

Yeah, I do. I'm his age physically.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Is he nice?

[fononfailure]

Very nice.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Is he the baby's father?

[fononfailure]

..that's right.

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

...Can I meet him?

[fononfailure]

...you want to?

[bittygrief.livejournal.com]

Yeah... I think he'll be nice.

And he has a nice baby.