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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*sup gaiz. Asch here, standing on the ledge of a very, very high tower.  please pull him away, and give him a bitching to, k?* 

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*proceeds to attempt to tie him up*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*steps towards the ledge again*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*hauls him back*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

I-I said let go!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*ties him up*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*thrashes against him* S-stop!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*struggles, still not completely healed*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Let go!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*trying to pin him*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Fuck off!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*so not concentrating on hearing him, and continues to try and tie him up*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*congrats, Luke. you managed to tie him up~. it's just getting him to stay still is the challenge. you know, before he hurts himself or something*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*how about sitting on him?*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*well, he won't be able to breathe properly, but that's alright~*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*as long as he doesn't move, and Luke is careful*

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Get off.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

So what made you think you need to kill yourself?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...I want it all to end.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

Louder. My ears are about as healed as they will get.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*a little louder, but still rather quiet* I want it to end.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

... so you want your husband to follow?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Don't care. He wouldn't.

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

And you know he would.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

... *tries to buck him off*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*just shifts* My Asch got quite good at that. You're no where near his level.