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[Miyabi frowns. That is not the kind of talk she likes to hear, mister. His title makes her pause a moment, but it doesn't deter her for long.]

I never said you were. Merely that your name reminds me of one. Though that doesn't mean you should not live as if you could not be.

[If you're going to be friends with Asch, dear, you really ought to get used to it. |D]

What do you mean by that?

[Then he needs to be prepared for her to smack him over the head a few times, if and when they ever meet in person. Miyabi blinks and mulls over how she could explain. She taps her brush on her chin.]

I mean...hm. I mean that you shouldn't be dumb and think little of your life. You're here now, aren't you? Living. So go on living that life and worry about death and rebirth when the time comes.

[Because the vengeful bitchslap of a gnat is totally dangerous.

Also he's trying to keep his temper in check because she is treading in dangerous waters herself. :|]

...That's not your business.

[Don't make her paint on your face instead. 8| And as for his temper, she just huffs a little at his words, but decides not to pursue it. She was trying to make amends, and arguing would be rather counterproductive.]

If that's what you wish to believe. Do you still need anything, then? I can make you some tea to help you relax your body. [Because everyone and their dog knows you need to relax a little, Asch.]

[She is quite a smart cookie indeed. ...Oooh, tea...]

Don't feel obligated to do anything for me.

[Only when it really counts. It's all natural, too~ |D]

I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want to, Asch. If you don't want visitors, I'll have a bird send you a flask. [Seeing as how she was going to hitch a ride on one if his house was far enough away.] Though I would like to make sure you're all right.

If you want to come over, no one's stopping you. Just don't expect much. [Fair warning that he is an asshole and will probably be unpleasant company.]

[GOD, ASCH. Miyabi's reconsidering even getting you your damn tea, but she's just going to try and be patient with him. He seems nice deep down, just cranky. But she was cranky after her kidnapping...she thinks. That was still a blur.]

Then I'll be over as soon as I've brewed the tea. It shouldn't take too long. Just keep the window open, if you can. I hope you like chamomile~ It's supposed to be a relaxant.

[And this was even worse than a kidnapping, no wonder he's cranky |D He could use a could relaxant, too. He responds with a vaguely agreeable noise and shuts the journal, going to open his window. Good thing it's starting to warm up outside, or Guy would pitch a fit.]

[It takes her a while to find his house, but once she does, Asch might notice a bird as red as his hair flutter onto the windowpane. It was a cardinal, carrying both a cylindrical flask as well as a teensy glowing passenger, who hops down from its back.

Miybi thanks the bird, who sets its package down carefully, and then looks around for the young man.]

Hello?

[Asch hears the chirp and flutter of a bird at his window, and at the sound he doesn't expect anyone - she'd said she would send a bird with a flask, right? Which meant she wasn't coming. From his position on the bed he couldn't see the window clearly, either. But when he heard the voice, he was puzzled; did she come after all?]

Who's there?

It's me. Miyabi.

[Huh, it doesn't look like he could move, or at least she wasn't going to make him do so in his condition. The flask was light enough for her to roll over to him, but being on the windowsill, she didn't want to drop it and spill anything. So, sighing a little, she turns to the cardinal and politely asks if it could take it over to Asch himself, which it does.

Miyabi follows after, bouncing her way over to his bed. Feel free to notice the cardinal dumping the thermos softly into your lap then flying out the window, Asch, or especially the little golden light hopping up onto your bed.]

I'm sorry I took so long. I...forgot to ask where you live. [Derp.]

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HOLY CRAP SHE'S TINY. The derpy comment is lost on him, mostly because he's never seen anyone so small before.]

You're Miyabi?

[She knows that look. Miyabi narrows her eyes a little and her wings give an irate flutter. She tries to keep her temper under control, but she knows what's on his mind.]

Yes. I'm a Poncle. [And before he can even say that word, she hastily rolls the flask towards him.] Here. It's still hot, so be careful, but it's fresh.

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Never heard of a Poncle before. [He accepts the flask, removing the top and blowing on the contents for a moment before sipping tentatively. Not bad, not bad.]

We're sprites that paint for the gods. I wouldn't expect you to know of us unless you came from my world.

[She smiles once Asch takes a sip of the tea she made him and hops onto his knee, staring at him. Or, well, more his hair. She's seen many people with odd colored hair, her favorite being the ones that reminded her of gold or wheat, but his was right up there. Tilting her head, she giggles quietly.]

...Hm. [He takes another sip, ignoring her presence on her knee, mostly because she's too light to be a bother. When she giggles, though, he looks up.] What's so funny?

[Not very talkative are you, Asch? She was about to ask where he was from out of curiosity when his question came and she blinked, putting one hand to her mouth. Oops...Oh well, too late to regret it now. Miyabi crouches down and and springs right up onto his shoulder, taking a few strands of his hair into her teensy hands.]

You really do resemble a phoenix! Your hair is the color of the sunrise, and you even have the crown. [She points to his fringe with her other hand and is very tempted to braid what she's already holding. Or play in it.]

[It's kind of baffling. He had no idea hair could be so fascinating; his mother used to indulge herself all the time way back when, and Guy toys with it on and off, but it hadn't gotten much attention otherwise. He lifts a brow.] It's too dark to be a sunrise. The replica's hair is lighter, go tell that to him.

[No, he won't be bitter about everything. Really.]

[Well, you must remember Miyabi comes from a place where people's hair color is pretty much black or brown entirely. Anything other than that and she's prone to kind of staring and gushing over the ones she likes best. Plus she is still fairly young, at least to her people.

She's curious about this "replica" thing - seriously, what the heck was that? - but he seems to need cheering up. She begins to braid his hair slowly, lidding her eyes and smirking.]

You've never seen a proper sunrise, then. Right before she rises, the Sun turns the sky a deep red like this. And the cloud all turn purple. Sometimes the colors get reflected on the snow back home, too, it's so beautiful~

[Asch can't really even comprehend the idea of that, since green and pink hair is totally normal in his world. |D

He doesn't really even notice her braiding his hair, thinking of home.]

The sun rises and sets the same way every time in Auldrant... white and gold on an orange sky.

[To each their own. Miyabi will still think your hair is pretty, Asch, and is crawling up it to get to the top of your head. That's always the best place to sit when talking, totally. She quietly repeats what he said, trying to sound it out.]

Aul...drant. Is that your home? [She smiles and hopes he'd go on. She's always willing to listen about where people come from.] That sounds really pretty. My home is called Nippon, and I live at the northern most part, where it snows a lot.

[He glances sidelong at her as she climbs, resisting the urge to shove her off or something equally obnoxious. He dislikes someone strange being so close to his head, but as small as he is, he can't consider her to be a serious threat.]

Auldrant is my world, yes. [....Sorry, Miyabi, you might have to lead the conversation until you get him comfortable, fff.]

[So mean, Asch. If you flicked her, she'd go flying, no lie. And then you'd have to deal with her screaming at you. So we appreciate that you erred to not do that, though she'd just as quickly climb down if you asked politely.]

Does it ever snow there?

[Come on, man, be a little more sociable. She's trying, but there's only so much she could do without either ticking him off or being looked at funny.]

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[Action] Is it misbehaving again? :\