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[Action, backdated to October 6th, locked to Luke + housemates if they want!]

[There is a vast difference between seeing nothing and being unable to see at all. It's the first thing that Asch realizes when he opens his eyes, waking up in the cold of the underground tunnel, slumped against the invisible barrier outside of John's domain, and seeing, for the first time in months, some kind of... light. It's blurry, more like a shadow within a shadow, and as he squints at it, it occurs to him that it's entirely possible that his eyes hadn't been fixed correctly at all. People are occasionally stuck with side effects anyway, though, after their penalties have been removed, so he pushes those concerns aside and reaches out with his mind towards his replica.

....

Nothing. Not even a flicker. And there's a moment of panic - that something happened while he was gone, that he's dead again - but memory catches up with him. He's in the tunnels. Luke can't hear him down here. And even though he feels weak, bone-weary, and a little dizzy from his clumsy vision, he pushes off the wall and forces himself upright, edging his way towards the near-light of what he's certain must be the tunnel entrance. There's a ladder, a way up, and as he climbs, he keeps trying to contact Luke, hoping his replica is available to get him home. Just one last time, one more guiding hand. That's all he needs.

Thankfully Luke is available, and he will get Asch home, so he'll be back on the evening of the 6th, sticking close to the house for the most part and waiting for his vision to come back bit by bit.]

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[Action, October 10th, open to anyone]

[Finally, finally, Asch wakes to find that hey, surprise! His eyes are as clear as the day they'd been before he died. He spends a long time staring at everything in his room, taking in the details, the changes that he'd missed or accidentally caused over the course of the last four months. There's dust in places difficult to clean, his closet is a disorganized mess, and the books on his shelf are out of order. Some of the houseplants aren't doing so well. Star's getting fat. The white in Tsuae's fur is discoloured from treks in the yard- chasing Ginji's birds, probably. He'll need to do a full sweep of the house and nitpick at it.

Tomorrow, though. Today he gets dressed, gets himself a meal and tea without dropping anything, burning his fingers, or bumping into the table. He leaves the house and he goes for a walk. Nothing special- a long, slow, utterly aimless wander through the village from late morning until after dinner, drinking in the sights and watching the people who pass him by, as if seeing it all for the first time. He swings by the shops, the restaurant, maybe even Good Spirits for a bit, a place he hadn't been since before Guy went home the first time. He might even talk to people. He seems curious and calm for once, almost smiling.

It's a nice day. He can see again. What's there to bitch about?

Evening will find him on Amaterasu's hill, leaning against one of the cherry trees, content to sit and watch the sunset. Only after it's finished does he return home at last.]

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[Rapunzel still enjoys visiting the hill to view the sunset. As far as she's concerned? There wasn't a better place to do it in the entire village, and she'd shopped around. And now that the weather was getting chillier with fall blustering in, there probably weren't going to be too many clear nights left to see it.

Finding Asch up there is a pleasant surprise. Pleasant but...odd. Why would he...

Was he really, truly looking at it? She sets down her basket, toeing closer curiously.]

Asch...?

[Have a pleasant surprise, Rapunzel- at the sound of her voice, Asch glances over and sees her - really, truly sees her - and his lips curve upwards ever so slightly. They seem to keep meeting like this, how weird is that.]

Are you here for the sunset?

[He's looking at her. He's looking at her, a smiling ever-so-slightly, but smiling all the same, and all at once her heart swells with joy and relief. She has to blink to keep tears from swelling.]

Oh--yes, I am! Do you mind if I join you?

[He doesn't respond directly, merely gestures a hand at the spot beside him, and then - as an afterthought - the general area. Far be it for him to make assumptions. Hopefully she'll get the gist of it.]

[With an eager grin, she steps over and sinks down in the grass next to him. She always enjoyed the sunsets, but this was going to be even better.]

It's beautiful tonight, isn't it?

Mm. It is. [He glances over at her again, briefly, then back to the sun slowly sinking towards the horizon in the distance.] Do you come out here very often?

[She nods, folding her hands primly in her lap.] Yes, I do. I've been trying to come more lately since the weather's been getting colder. I don't want to miss out on this.

[She glances at him again, still beaming.] I'm really glad to see you here, too.

[He lifts a brow at that, then shifts somewhat awkwardly, lifting a fist to clear his throat against it. She seems more happy than he is, sheesh.]

Glad to see, period. It's been a long several months.

[She nods slowly.] I would imagine so. This seems like a wonderful way to celebrate, though.

Celebrate?

[Is that what he's doing?]

Well, of course! I mean, that's why you came here, isn't it? To see something beautiful now that you can see again.

...I... guess. Yeah, that's why. [There's that smile again, very slight but at least not outright reluctant, as he turns his attention back to the sunset. He doesn't want to miss it, but it's nice to be able to look and see people when they're talking to him, too.]

[It's a nice, subtle kind of celebration. Very fitting for him. Though, in her opinion, it deserved more pomp and circumstance. She wonders if she can press it.]

You know, we should go out to celebrate sometime. Out on the town, I mean. Now you'll be experiencing a lot of things that you haven't for awhile, and it only seems right we should make an occasion out of it!

[He lifts a brow at that. Going 'out on the town' isn't exactly his idea of fun, but it's not an outright no.]

I was technically doing that earlier today. Why make a big show of it?

Because it would be fun!

[Really, that's all there is to it.]

[There's that word again. She probably overestimates his enthusiasm for it.]

If you say so...

[F is for friends who do stuff together...]

I'm serious! We could have a really great time. I promise you'd enjoy it.

I suppose I should ask you to prove it to me.

[Is that a good enough invitation, Rapunzel? It's almost like he's saying yes.]

[Challenge accepted.]

You should. And I will! When are you free?

...I seriously doubt my schedule would by the problem, considering how active you are. [Yeah, he's seen you around, you little social butterfly.] Pick a date, and we'll see.

[Well, that's fair.]

Well? How about...this Sunday?

[.....Oh. She really is serious.

Though, okay, he should have expected that. Uh.

....

Uh.]

So soon?

[Yes. Take everything at face-value with Rapunzel, Asch.]

Well, sure! Why wait?

Be... cause... [Because he was hoping a delay would make you forget or something 8|] Don't these things require time to plan?

[She will never, ever forget. She's like the Terminator.]

Four days is plenty of time to plan! [For her, anyway.]

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