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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. ]

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[engel]

[ Notes the change in expression and turns to leave. ] Are you so frightened by something intangible?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... I can't see it. Most the time I just feel it. And it's uncomfortable, like being shut into a huge walk-in freezer and someone's shoving ice under your skin.

[engel]

...an interesting and colorful description. So that fontech- [ Indicates the camera. ] -is the only way for you to see them?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm going to go develop these. See what's on the film.

[engel]

[ Nods to him. ] It is likely I will see you again.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Yeah... so uh... later?

[engel]

Indeed. Stay out of trouble.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Yeah.