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[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Holy... [Looking down at some recently developed photos] Ow. Ewwww. Oh ew, broken neck. Ewwwww, someone shot him. Man, gruesome deaths.

... and they look like him. Man, I hope you're okay, because I still need to kill you for this. [looks at another photo] ... UGH.

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[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

[Have an Ion peering over curiously. He's putting on a Florian voice and face.]

What cha' lookin' at?

[In actuality, original Ion is deeply fascinated by death.]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Some pictures I... holy crap you're a kid.

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

Am not! I'm 13!

[Huffs and puffs, puffing up his cheeks.]

Can I see?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... they're really... not for kids. Really gross.

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

I'm not scared! [Tries to peer a little closer.]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't quite hide the picture of an attacking ghost with a broken neck reaching out] Hey!

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, what's that?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Something gross, disgusting, and tried to kill me.

[rendthescore.livejournal.com]

Well, what doesn't kill makes you stronger.

[He gaze at the picture for a little longer.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

What're you looking at?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[Yelps a little, turning to her] Scare the piss out of me, why don't... gold wings. Hey, you're that Luke!

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Sorry...

Huh? You know me?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

I met your Asch.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, I see.

I'm kind of easy to spot.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

They're pretty.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh... thank you.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[Has to. He touches them]

[engel]

[ Quirks an eyebrow at him. ] Having fun?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

People die gross deaths.

[engel]

That fact surprises you?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Look at this. Poor girl got something shoved into her chest. [Shows him a picture of a girl Luke with a gaping hole in her torso]

[engel]

... [ Takes the picture, frowning intently at it. ]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Gross stuff. [flips through the pictures, then stops, smiling] Does she look familiar to you? [Shows him the picture he took of Asch, only there's a little unfamiliar ghost girl holding his hand]

[engel]

..... [ Doesn't day anything but takes the next picture from him, face devoid of any true expression. ]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... guess not.