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[ 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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[ shifts forward and reclaims his jeans from the floor, slipping them and his nondescript boxers on before rolling onto the bed, latching on to Asch's side. ...keywords relevant. ]

[ He had been worried Luke would go into guilt-mode and slink off after getting clean. It had even been the main reason he made sure to remain awake, ready to jump out of bed had the replica made for the door. Thankfully it wasn't necessary. ...very relevant. ]

... I don't think I'll need new sheets.

[ laughs softly ]

[ Wraps an arm around his waist, petting absently. ] Only appropriate for being part of Lorelei.

[ squirms awkwardly at the arm around his middle, glad for the pants he's wearing, and smiles ] [ idly runs his fingers through Asch's hair ]

[ It takes some effort, but he gets his hand to still, hugging Luke close. He's just used to having something to hold on to. First it was his sword, then Wingy. ..speaking of Wingy. ] .....I'm not sure. If you don't wish to tell her, but want her to know, I will be the one to mention it.

[ smiles oddly, drawing patterns on Asch's collarbone with his finger nervously ]

The blame lies with the two of us. [ Watches Luke's hand with great interest before turning to press his lips against his forehead. ]

[ closes his eyes over and hums softly ]

[ Toys with the ends of Luke's hair, making sure to keep the lower half of his body free of anything that might rile him up again. ] ...that may be a good idea. That way we can both be certain she understands the situation.

[ that's why he's wearing his jeans. ...he's starting to doze off, anyway. ]

[ Well, this one is still completely clothes-free. He can tell it's going to be a fitful sleep. ] Mm.

[ snaps back into consciousness, sitting up again ]

[ Frowns, losing his grip on the other. ] ...I am well aware of that fact, Luke.

[ frets, flopping back down and frowning at the ceiling ]

There's no reason for you to worry. [ Rolls over to free his wings. ]

[ just shuts his mouth, because about the only thing that would come out of it right now would be something along the lines of 'Easy for you to say'. ]

[ A wise choice, Luke. Asch probably would have glare, given him a verbal scolding, or actually smack him over the head. ] What?

[ shakes his head, rolling over to face the opposite direction ]

[ Scowls at his back and does the same, glaring at the opposing wall. ] No, there is no reason to worry yourself sick now. ...I'll handle her when the time comes.

... [ yoinks a pillow and puts it over his head ] [ coughs ]

[ Rips the pillow away with a snarl, now kneeling over him. ] Do you honestly believe I'm not worried?

[ yelps, startled ] Well you sure as hell don't act like it...!

What would you have me do? Pace about and run tracks in the floor? Add another crack to the wall? [ Bites back the desire to say, "Throw you out and pretend I don't know you?". ]

[ TO BE CONTINUED ]

Edited 2009-03-22 22:16 (UTC)

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