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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Um... Asch? Girl Asch, the one who sings to me...

Can I talk to you?

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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Alright... [reaches for her hand]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*takes it, leading him outside*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[goes along with her]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Ready? I want you to run.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Run? Why?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Training. I want you to touch those five trees *indicates them - they're fairly well spaced apart* and come back and tag me. *holds up her hand*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Okay... I can do that.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Okay. Ready?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm ready. [gets ready to run, sticking his tongue out in concentration]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Ready! Set! GO!

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[runs as fast as he can to the trees]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*cheers him on*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[runs back to her after finally tagging all the trees]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*holds up her hand for him to tag*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[tags it and stops next to her, smiling] Did I do a good job?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Great! Now, answer me a question... how do you feel?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Um... A little tired. And thirsty.

...But kind of happy, too.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*grins* Exactly.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...So... I should do that when I feel like that?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*nods* You'll feel better, you'll start to get faster, and you'll start to gain more endurance for when you train with the sword. Win, win, win!

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...What do I do at the end if you aren't there? Can I come find you?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

You can... or you can choose a place to tag to finish it if I'm not available.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I think it would be funny for me to just run into your room and tag you without you knowing I'm coming.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I'd knock first, though... I don't want to accidentally walk in on you getting dressed or something.