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[swallowfury]

[Luke made something...not too tasty.
"Hard Gratin" is served.]
Again?!

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[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Fell.

[swallowfury]

Must've been some fall...

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[snorts] Off a fucking cliff.

[swallowfury]

...

[has found something to help with the gash on her head, at least]

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[hugging her breasts, scowling]

[swallowfury]

[blushing as he starts to clean the gash out as gently as he can, VERY RESOLUTELY not looking further down than her head, thankyouverymuch]

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Ow fuck ow ow ow...

[swallowfury]

I'm sorry...

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[scowling] And you're... nng, stupid curse. You're sure you don't know where to find something to strap these down?

[swallowfury]

I wish I could say I do...

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[sighs] At least clean the fucking blood off my back once the curse goes back in, dreck.

[swallowfury]

Uh... 'curse'?

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

The wings?

[swallowfury]

O-oh...

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[wings flutter briefly and her face twists in pain] ... you're not my dreck.

[swallowfury]

My name is Luke. And I could've told you that you're not my Asch.

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

She knows all about Lorelei's Curse. Didn't take it, damned replica. Ssshit, that hurt. [wings disappear into her back]

[swallowfury]

Yeah, well, aside from the fact that I'm clearly a guy, my Asch also didn't have b-... uh... th-those. [vaaaaague motion to her chest]

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[lifts an eyebrow] If your Asch is as good at binding the annoyances down as I am, you couldn't tell.

[swallowfury]

Trust me, he's a guy.

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

Back's sticky, replica. Get to it.

[swallowfury]

I'm not some kind of a slave, damnit. Stop being so pushy and show a little gratitude to someone who's helping you.

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Show gratitude to something that took my life, my home, and didn't take something that keeps open wounds on my back and marks me as a freak?

[swallowfury]

...

You listen, and you'd better listen really fucking good. For one thing, I'm not the Luke that you know, so don't even think of making the damn comparison. And for another, not a single one of us asked to be born. You want to blame someone for all your troubles? Blame the assholes who made us.

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

[hand snaps out to grab him, not worrying about covering herself anymore]