Asch the Bloody (
dissonates) wrote2020-05-05 11:33 pm
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Appointments Post
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[Action, August 24th]
What're you doing here?
[Action, August 24th]
[Stella steps inside, though she keeps her head down. Her hands are near her chest, her fingers practically tangled together, trying to find some way to occupy themselves.]
I... [She smiles and lets out a soft little laugh.] I'm not sure why I came here. To wish you the best, I suppose?
[Action, August 24th]
If you're worried, you shouldn't be. I'll be fine.
[Not that he's promising anything, but if there's one thing he's still good at, it's the field of battle.]
[Action, August 24th]
[She shouldn't be worried? Ha... Even if she knew the most capable warrior in Luceti, she would worry. It's not just fighting an enemy - it's a war.
Stella leans her hands on the table and gazes down at the items Asch has on the table. Most of them are lost on her, though she knows they must be used to sharpen his blade. The only time she's ever seen swords were on people like Chloe, or...]
Should I see you off with a smile, then? And not concern myself with your safety?
[Action, August 24th]
His chest hurts, and he's not even sure why, for once. He can't look at her, knowing what kind of expression she must be wearing. It's the same as Natalia.
Dammit...]
...I can't tell you what you should do. But you still shouldn't worry.
[He knows he's being a hypocrite. But that doesn't really matter to him right now.]
[Action, August 24th]
You can't tell me what to do, and yet you still tell me I shouldn't worry. Asch...
["Do you know how silly you sound?"
But she doesn't say that out loud. Instead, she lets out a breath, her smile fading as she looks up at him.]
I know how capable of a fighter you are. You're a soldier... The battlefield is something you're used to. I'm not doubting your abilities... But I'll still worry.
[Action, August 24th]
It's... not like he wants to die, either. He knows how it feels, what you get out of it. He knows how certain people who shall remain unnamed would react. And even if, in this place, he could be back in a week...
Still. It doesn't really changed a damn thing.]
Would it help if I said I'll be careful?