[Action/Voice]

[dissonates]

[If you should happen to pass by the north bridge closest to the plaza, you might notice a redhead sitting by the riverside, legs folded, with the Key of Lorelei propped up against his shoulder instead of his usual sword. He doesn't look particularly angry or angsty or brooding, just... lost in thought. He's had a lot to consider with Natalia's kidnapping and Luke's lost memories. Among other things.

At some point or other, though, he does make a comment for the journal:]

Is it ever... too late to regret something? Or to apologize?

How do you make up for something that can't be taken back...?

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["Voice"]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[And Jaffar cam across this by complete chance. Well, that is to say... he's doing his nightly search for Nino on the network here, and comes across this. Somehow this questions strike home to him. He's going to just... stare at the page though. The journal probably picks him up in his little tent in the dessert]

[Voice]

[dissonates]

[Asch isn't really the type to speak unless spoken to, but he does glance over at the slight sound of... something. What's with the desert view?]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[STARE right back into the picture thing. Red eyes, dark skin, scary look? Yeah. Oh well. Those are interesting questions but he he doesn't know how to respond]

[dissonates]

[Sorry, buddy, it takes more than that to scare Asch |D but since the guy's not talking to him, Asch just looks away again. What the hell is he staring at?]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

... You cannot.

[dissonates]

What?

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

Things... that cannot be taken back.

[dissonates]

.... [Not a surprising answer, but not one he particularly wanted to hear, either.]

[taintedruby.livejournal.com]

[Good, because Jaffar doesn't know what else to say to that. After all, he's a murderous puppet who existed only to kill for the first twenty years of his life :C]