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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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[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.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

That'd be awkward.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Yeah. I don't want to see you like that.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I know what you mean.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Where is your room?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*tells him*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...And I can come whenever I want, right?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Knock first.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I will... I promise.

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*hugs him* ... phew. Shower.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...What?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

You're all sweaty. Go bathe.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Oh. Okay...

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

You did well, kid.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Really?

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

Yep. Go wash up and meet me in the kitchen.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Okay... I will. [smiles before going to bathe]

[bloodymelodic.livejournal.com]

*goes to the kitchen to get Asch's reward: A big slice of chocolate cake she saw*