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[engel]

[ From one of the many hallways comes the sound of a hollow object smacking into something. Repeatedly. Turns out Asch is strolling along, bouncing a ping pong ball off his forehead, of all things, looking more than a little agitated with something or someone. ]

[ NSFW! ]

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[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... we've um... We dated and um... well, she's busy with college and exams right now, but after finals she says if she passes them then we'll do it again and um... I like her?

[engel]

...I understand now. It is my hope that you are able to sort things out before someone, be it you or one of them, ends up hurt. I am not well acquainted with the Melodist but it is obvious she harbors feels for you.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Melodist? Tear's good at singing, but I wouldn't call her that.

[engel]

Of course not. You are not a swordsman, just as she is not a Melodist in your world.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

You know that still sounds really weird, right?

[engel]

It is still less strange then suddenly finding myself with a pair of wings.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

So you weren't born with them?

[engel]

[ Narrows his eyes. ] No. Neither Luke nor I had wings originally.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[Pets his wings again] Wow.

[engel]

[ Inhales sharply, fighting to keep his wings still. ]

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[Slowly pulls his hand back]

[engel]

...thank you.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

It's kinda... well, does that girl Luke you know have wings like these?

[engel]

..I'm not sure why you wish to know, but she does have a pair of wings.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Just... you know, to know that's her and not another.

[engel]

What difference does it make?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

"Oh hey, I've heard about you" instead of "durr, who are you?"

[engel]

[ Gives him a hard look. ] Her wings are similar to mine, but are a gold color.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Gold? ... neat.

[engel]

It suits her personality.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[nods] Well... um, are all the rooms here so small and the beds like... [makes tiny motions with his fingers]

[engel]

They are of a suitable size for someone living on their own, though some are smaller than others.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Hmph. ... okay, the awkward part of the conversation where you're not sure if you should leave or keep talking can go die in a fire. [looks a little sheepish]

[engel]

Feel free to keep talking. This is the most entertained I have been in a long while.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

You just like exploiting how Father never let me talk to anyone since Mother passed on.