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[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Sitting under a shady tree is the very same old world looking Luke with the thick English accent. He's currently surrounded by what looks like an art project. Little opened bottle of paint, some feathers, beads and fakes jewels rest beside him and before him are many fabric masquerade mask in various colors. Though what seems to be holding his attention are the glitter pens. The store owner recommended them but boy still wasn't sure what for... These mordern art tools were a little different from what he's used to, so he's been gazing at it thoughtfully for quite sometime now. It was an odd sort of pen, nothing like a quill and was filled with shiny dust.]

Looks like something a pixie would make...

[Gives the plastic pen and jumps when some of the dust squirts out and lands on a mask.]

Oh, bugger...

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[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

Sorry for the late. I was at work. >_<

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Hm? Oh! Afternoon, Bitty Asch. [Goes back to rubbing the glitter off a mask.]

I am making some mask for all Hallows eve.

It's alright!

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Don't call me that... I'm not that little.

What's "all hallows eve"?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Well I have to call you something. Calling you Asch would be terribly confusing with all the Asches running about.

[Sighs when the glitter only spreads around but wont come off.] A holiday where I am from. A day where one can be whatever they want be it human or beast.

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

...I'm not little, though... Can it be something else?

You get to turn into things?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Hm... [Gives him a thoughtful look. what else about him stood out?] Well tell me some stuff about you and I can pick a fitting name.

Not literally. More like a day of make believe. You dress up like what you want to be. I'm a bit too old but I still like making a mask just the same. [Smiles and starts trying to paint over the spilt glitter.]

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Um... I like cooking. And Luke. And I have a cool pierce thingy like Asch.

...that sounds like fun.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Oh? you have a Luke to? Is he smal- er, young as well? [Pauses] Pierce thingy?

[littlesacredash.livejournal.com]

Yeah, he's little like me. (pulls his hair back to show off his earring)

[engel]

[ Have a snort of amusement from behind you, Luke. ]

Not the crafty type, are you?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Perks up at the familiar voice but there is no familiar feeling... another Asch? Looks over and blinks. A living one? No... not quite.]

Ah, so there are Asches around here that aren’t children or Vampires. [Tilts his head and looks him over curiously.] Well, actually I'm normally good at art. It's this world's tools that I'm not too fond of...

[engel]

Of course there are. Those kinds are the more unusual of us. [ Quirks an eyebrow right back, casually folding his arms across his chest. ] Then what sort of supplies are you familiar with using if not those?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Is that so? So you're considered a normal version of Asch? [Looks back to the mask laying among the plastic art supplies.]

So much plastic... and what the bloody hell is this thing? [Holds up the glitter pen.] It's making a mess not art!

[engel]

Not exactly. I believe I fall under the 'odd' category.

[ Crouches down beside him and picks up one of the pens. ] That would be glitter in some sort of gel or glue.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Odd? [Lets him have that Saboteur pen and spots something on his back when he moves closer.]

OH! An angel Asch! [Lightly touches a wing with ihs finger tips.]

[engel]

[ All the crafts have him curious; he never did have the chance to be artsy... ]

An angel? [ Sets his jaw at having his wing touched. ] ...never been called that before.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Heh, understandable. Angelic is one of the last words I'd use for my Asch or any other... [Slight grin.] But these look much like angel wings. How did you get them?

[Doesn't seem to notice the boy's annoyance and gently tries to make the wing spread.]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Oh hi there, bb; don't mind the random shadow hovering behind you, watching everything you're doing. You're so cute, you know that?]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Huffs and tries to clean the glitter off the mask. Oh! Familiar lurking feeling. Odd how much he enjoys that feeling. Tilts his head up and grins brightly.]

Hello Love, you're up early.

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

Not so early.

[crouches down so he's resting his chin on his shoulder like a tame tiger.]

What are you up to?

[learycross.livejournal.com]

All hallows eve is approaching Love, so I wanted to make a mask. [Picks up a black mask and holds it over his eyes.]

I saw them at a shop.

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

...

[D-don't mind him, he'll just be trying not to crack up.]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Huff.] Oh, shut up. I haven't finished working on it! These art tools are similar to the ones back home but some are... confusing.

[Picks up the glitter pen again and gives it an annoyed look.]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Asch smirked, taking the pen from his hand and giving it a good look over, before dabbing it on the human's nose.]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Makes a soft surprised sound at the cold wet feeling on his nose.]

... [Wiggles his nose a bit and crosses his eyes a moment to try and look at it.] I see. I've been busy trying to paint mask with it when I should of been painting people.

[Picks up a red pen and draws a red line from the corner of his mouth and down to his chin.] Hee, beastie.