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[It's early afternoon. The journal flies open and turns on abruptly in mid-air, a blast of resonating energy having blown it away from where it had been placed. As it flies, a few flashes of red, white, and black are visible, and when it lands, Asch and Luke are in the distance, swords clashing, the rec center just beyond where they're fighting. Occasionally they'll exchange commentary, but none of it seems to filter in.

The resonating noise continues, though, and as their swords clash one more time, it seems to grow even louder than before, until finally one shout rings clear-]

Pull back you dre-

[And before he can even finish, an explosion of light flares between them, and two identical cries of alarm are the only sound that filters through that eerie resonance. The light spreads, flaring outwards and sending the journal flying backwards, cutting off the feed.

The light is probably visible to most of the village as a single beam of light flying up towards the barrier and disappearing from sight. And there is a nice big crater in the forest just south of the rec center, where pretty much anything in that location - trees, bushes, grass, whatever - has... pretty much been decimated. A journal bearing Asch's name on the cover is sitting in the grass just outside of the crater, looking pretty ripped up and charred. The scene overall probably looks pretty dooming, especially since neither of the redheads are anywhere to be found.

[ooc: most responses will come from Luke, though Asch will chime in as well when he can!]

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Shut up, it's not like... I was ever taught.

[That was to Asch. Now he'll direct his attention to Miyabi, thus missing how Asch reacts to that.]

Heh... don't worry, Miyabi, we'll - wait Asch what the-

[Asch doesn't bother responding- he's too busy leaning back just enough to dunk Luke's head under the water for a few moments. Ungrateful whelp, seriously. Who the hell does he think he is?]

[And all that follows is a short, cut off shriek of sorts before a lot of splashing and failed attempts at swimming. ASCH WHAT ARE YOU DOING ARE YOU TRYING TO DROWN HIM AGAIN OH GOD OH GOD]

Luke?!

[What. What is going on?! Suddenly Luke was talking, then he was cut off and--...splash?

All Miyabi can see is Luke going under, and Asch pushing him down. She nearly jumps out of her skin, a startled yelp escaping her lips. WHAT THE HELL WAS ASCH DOING?! Miyabi grips her journal, eyes wide with horror and rising fury. This time, though, she doesn't hold back.]

ASCH, I WILL KILL YOU WHEN I FIND YOU!

[Asch scowls, kicking a bit to get Luke back up to the surface. It was just for a second or two, geez.]

Maybe I just won't let you find me, then. [You could show a little sympathy, Luke's the one being an ingrate.]

[And once Luke comes back up, he immediately clings to Asch's neck and shoulders and just breathes with wide eyes while the journal floats open beside him. Maybe once he learned to swim it wouldn't be so bad, but now? Fffffuck this, get him out of the ocean please.

... Though at least Asch's isn't really trying to kill him. Good to know.]

Don't underestimate me.

[Remember the last time you did that? You fell on you ass, man. 8| But she'll plot killing you later. Right now, she's worried about you both, especially Luke since he almost drowned again. Stupid Asch.]

Just get back safely. [She pauses, then frowns, then pouts.] So I can hit you for worrying me so much.

You're not very good at inspiring people, you know. [He's getting more irritated by the moment, and the desire to actually get back to the village? Yeah, that's not getting any better either.

Rather sullen about it all, he ducks his head into the water a bit, mouth submerged, breathing through his nose. He doesn't really feel like talking to Miyabi anymore, or at least not while swimming. This is tiring enough as it is.]

[Luke gives Asch a long glance, and... yeah, he can tell that he's done talking. So instead of just clinging to him like some kind of leech, Luke shifts so that he's holding on with one arm again, reaching back to grab the journal to talk to Miyabi instead.]

Miyabi, Asch saved my life. Don't really hit him, okay?

[Asch's words sting for more reasons that he probably intended, and Miyabi bites her lip so hard she can faintly taste blood. She feels both angry and hurt, taking some time to simmer down. She was just worried! Miyabi got back two of her best friends, and then she thought she lost another two! Of course she was angry! They were careless, and scared her half to death.

For a moment, she just wants to snap at Luke, too, but...no. No, he's just trying to help. So after a few minutes of breathing, she shuts her eyes and mumbles in a clipped voice.]

...Fine. Just come back safely.

We will.

[Though he miiight not inform her immediately once they've reach shore, considering how glad they'll both be once they get there. He'll still give his best little smile and not quite shut the journal, but keep his thumb against the middle of the book to keep it partially open as they swim. They do talk to each other, but whatever they're saying is filtered out by the sound of waves and the fact that the book is barely open in the first place.]

Edited 2011-05-14 13:32 (UTC)

[For a while, all Miyabi can hear is the sound of the ocean and its waves. It's almost soothing, really, as she waits to hear that they got to land safely. That's all she wants to hear, then she'll leave them be to come home as they will. Luke and Asch were strong, she knew that, they could get home together without her checking up on them all the time.

As she waits, listening to her journal, she fixes up the area as best she could. A bit of divine intervention. Definitely not enough to entirely fix the damage, or do much help, but it was better than nothing. She could at least get Faeren and her own power to fix up the crater somewhat. At least it's not a hazard now, once she's done...and thoroughly exhausted.

But not exhausted enough to not give the two an extra bit of good luck. She breathes out, wipes her forehead, and paints the character for heaven on the page of her journal - big and bold.]

天

[Since Asch is the one to peruse the journal after they reach the shore, he studies the page for a long moment before jotting down a little note.]

We don't understand that language, you know.

[It takes a while for Miyabi to respond - she nodded off from the sound of the waves' swell, but when she does roll over and see the little message, the face she makes is just plain comical. Honestly, this one... Can't he just take a good luck charm and not comment about it? Gods. 8|

She rolls over, paws at the ground for a brush she just knows is somewhere, then draws something in her journal as a response to Asch's words, giggling quietly to herself. Now that her anger's been diffused, she can actually relax and joke a little bit.]

[Cue the return of Captain Scowly-Face.]

How mature.

[...But okay, it's short-lived; her cheekiness is vaguely amusing and has earned her at least half of his forgiveness.]

[Giggling again, Miyabi's tempted to ask if they're both all right, but her brush merely hovers over the journal before she closes her eyes and makes a quiet humming sound. No, they were fine. If even Asch can make witty conversation with her, then they're fine. She doesn't have to worry, or be mad at them anymore. The damage was done, and they were okay.]

It comes with my age.

You make it sound like you're some ancient sage.

[Actually, besides her appearance, he... doesn't actually know how old Miyabi even is. People in Luceti often don't look their actual age... is this one of those cases?]

[That actually gets her to laugh, regardless of if the audio is turned on or off. Ah, that's right...not a lot of people know how old she really is, not even her closest friends. It never came up in conversation. What would ask say if she told him how old she was, how old she'd get one day? Would he make a funny face? Man, she hopes so.]

You don't think I'm sagely already, Asch? How mean, to treat someone my age like that! But no, I'd have to be at least two hundred to be considered that old. I was that old once, during an experiment, though. [When she was an envoy. That was...weird. Not bad, just unexpected, and surreal.]

Oh, before you ask, I'm eighty-five right now. [...] I think.

[Eighty-five? Eighty-five? Good grief, that was unexpected. She does not act like an elderly woman ought to act. He doesn't respond for a bit, pen tapping lightly against the page. Hmm.]

So instead of calling you short, I should call you old.

[afhkjfkg--ASCH, YOU JERK. Miyabi tightens her grip on her journal, half shouting into it that she's neither short nor old, before remembering that the audio's not on. Hnnngh...

She grabs her brush, and hastily draws a quick scribble of Asch tied to what looks like a large, round bomb. It's blotchy and the lines are messy and uneven, but the message under it is written with care--]

Come home soon. ♥

[Oh, Miyabi. You make it so easy.]

Just so I can be blown up by a grandmother? I'd rather not.

[Karma is a terrible thing, and Miyabi hates it very much. Also, she deems writing insufficient to showcasing the level of her outrage, thus clicks on the audio.]

Asch, you're the worst! I hope you get eaten by a bear! If not, then I'll send one out to come find you!

Edited 2011-05-19 01:14 (UTC)

Careful, you have to watch your blood pressure at that age.

[Trolololol...]

[Why was she worried about you again? B|]

You-- [Oh. Okay, fine. Miyabi accepts this challenge. She leers back at her journal, eyes narrowed.] ...At least I don't have lines on my face yet, or a receding hairline. How old are you again, Asch?

[Oooooh, Miyabi, you devil. POINTEDLY IGNORING THE REST OF THAT-]

I'm only 20!

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