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[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[asch is walking through the halls with a tray of breakfast food, wearing this dress. she's looking for blackparts, but doesn't know where (s)he is... help her out?]

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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Kind of, yeah.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Why is it weird?

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You'll find out... [ stands from the couch and moves to the door, motioning for her to follow. ]

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[follows, still confused]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ wanders around the hall, looking for a bathroom. ] This place is so weird.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

I guess so...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Some days it's easy to find stuff, and others... Ah, a bathroom! [ and she disappears through an open door, the sound of rummaging echoing out of it in only seconds. ]

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[stands outside and watches]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ comes out in a couple of minutes. ] Nothing in t here, come on. [ and off she goes again! ]

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Alright. [follows]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ glances back at her every so often when she isn't looking in mostly open doors on her search for a bathroom. ] What's with the dress, by the way?

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

I liked it, and it's pretty. But it's not like the dresses Father made me wear, so it's good!

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I see...

[ ducks into another bathroom after a moment, rummaging around even more. ]

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[watches and waits]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ pulls a box out of a cabinet after a moment, a frown coming to her face. ] It seems I found one...

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

...Oh... [doesn't seem too happy about it herself...]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You don't have to do this if you don't want to.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

That won't help anything, though... All that does is make me worried and scared for even longer.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I know, I know. I just hate feeling like I'm forcing you to do this. [ holds the box out to her. ] Here.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

You aren't forcing me, though... I want to do this. [takes it from her, looking it over to try and figure out what to do]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Can you read the directions? There should be some in the box...

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

[opens the box and pulls out the instructions, looking them over before handing them to guy] ...No, I can't.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ faslsjdjsflj oh god. she takes the paper containing the instructions from her. ] This is slightly embarrassing.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Sorry... It just doesn't look like any writing I've seen before.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Ah. This is called English, it's what we read back home...