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dissonates) wrote2012-02-18 03:21 pm
dissonates) wrote2012-02-18 03:21 pm
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[Missions suck as much as, if not moreso than, the drafts. Asch has decided this. It's not just that he'd been sent on an uncomfortably-outnumbered solo mission, it's not just that his health problems had reared their ugly heads in the middle of it and nearly gotten him killed, it's not just he'd had to rely on luck and skill to keep him alive with zero ability to heal himself despite being a Seventh Fonist.
No, at this point, mostly? It's the fact that once it's all over, and the Malnosso saw fit to send him back to the village, he finds himself floundering underwater.
Bastards, is his second thought, since his first is a string of expletives that would do a sailor proud. Thankfully he's only a couple of feet or so from where his feet can touch solid ground, so within a minute he's slogging towards the shore, soaking wet and pulling seaweed from his hair. Damn. Bastards.
Not that the shore is much better. There's apparently something going on - the usual love experiment, no doubt - and he's managed to get dumped right in the middle of it. They probably did that on purpose. He can't do anything while soaked as he is, though, so his first order of business is to get changed. There isn't much selection, but within a few minutes he's got his uniform hung out to dry and is wearing a suit and a long, dark blue bathrobe. It's humiliating, but it's better than freezing to death back in the village.
Since he has to wait for his clothes and hair to dry in the sun, Asch will be hanging around the beach area, available for chatting, fruity goodness, and whatnot. Come and bother the cranky one! (He is unaffected by the normal love stuff, btw.)]
No, at this point, mostly? It's the fact that once it's all over, and the Malnosso saw fit to send him back to the village, he finds himself floundering underwater.
Bastards, is his second thought, since his first is a string of expletives that would do a sailor proud. Thankfully he's only a couple of feet or so from where his feet can touch solid ground, so within a minute he's slogging towards the shore, soaking wet and pulling seaweed from his hair. Damn. Bastards.
Not that the shore is much better. There's apparently something going on - the usual love experiment, no doubt - and he's managed to get dumped right in the middle of it. They probably did that on purpose. He can't do anything while soaked as he is, though, so his first order of business is to get changed. There isn't much selection, but within a few minutes he's got his uniform hung out to dry and is wearing a suit and a long, dark blue bathrobe. It's humiliating, but it's better than freezing to death back in the village.
Since he has to wait for his clothes and hair to dry in the sun, Asch will be hanging around the beach area, available for chatting, fruity goodness, and whatnot. Come and bother the cranky one! (He is unaffected by the normal love stuff, btw.)]
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You don't have to explain if you don't want to. [Ion doesn't know that feel now, but give him a few hours to make a fool of himself and he will totes know that feel, bro.]
Oh, are you hungry at all?
don't mind me, mixing up my threads
Hungry? A little. I haven't eaten yet today. [Too busy fighting, killing, and getting tossed into the ocean, apparently.]
All I saw was "SQUEEZE SQUEEZE" and was all /u n s u r e
Well, would you like to share some of this fruit? There's plenty more of them growing around here, and they're quite delicious.
ion he just wants to hold you tight oh baby baby
They just started growing all of a sudden?
[He's never seen it before. SUDDENLY ALARMED. And... oddly hungry for it. He glances around, alarmed. No one seems to be keeling over or turning into weird things... maybe it's just a coincidence?
But this is Luceti...]
Ooh Asch Ooh let's make Natalia jealous~
[And clearly there is absolutely no reason to think anything suspicious might be going on because this week has been so totally normal!]
and she's only a thread or so above, kyaaa
B)
If you want any more, there's plenty where that came from.
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Huh. That's pretty good. And he finds himself warming up a little more to Ion's company.]
...Thanks.
1/2
[Did... Asch just say "Thanks"?]
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Of course! Perhaps when you're finished with yours, we could go find some more together?
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...Oh, whatever. Ion's happy, so who's going to complain? With a shrug, he bites into the fruit again, idly licking the juice off his fingers. Seriously, it's really good.]
It's not like I have anything else to do while I wait for my clothes to dry.
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[...and don't worry, he's not going to grab Asch's hand and try to skip along side him like he did with Sync. Even friendship fruit has to draw the line somewhere.]
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[...so naive. But he turns to Asch as he approaches a tree, since Ion is so not climbing up here, bro, and you are tall.]
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You've been here long enough to know better, Fon Master.
[Still, it doesn't seem to stop him from stretching out to grab another fruit from the tree. Thankfully some of them seem to naturally grow at an angle, so it's easy to fetch them. Fruit acquired, he cracks it in half and offers one piece out to Ion.]
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[Can't bring his mood down today, okay okay. He takes his half with another bright smile, thanking him for it before taking a bite.]
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For once he finds he's not enjoying the silence of just standing around eating, though, so...]
Did anything happen in the village while I was gone?
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[There was that Van thing and-- nope, not even going to start trying to explain that to Asch of all people.]
--it did seem like everyone was in a rather good mood this week. It makes today seem like the perfect way for it to end.
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I'm sure they've all done something they're going to regret tomorrow, though.
[it's the same every year, after all.]
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[What could they possibly have to regret because clearly there is no experiment going on and everything is just hunky-dory over here!]
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[Dude this is totally an experiment.
He just doesn't seem to care as much anymore...]