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[dissonates]

[There's a series of slow, shuffling footsteps, then a sudden thud, and a curse. A long silence, then another thud, louder this time, as if something much larger had fallen. It's followed by a hushed curse.]

Sh... shit... I need...

......

[ooc: by some miracle Asch got away from Seraphiel, but he's in pretty bad shape and collapsed at the edge of the mountains. \o His rescue is pre-arranged but feel free to harrass him.]

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[dissonates]

... Thank you.

[Probably the first time he's ever said that to Luke.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

[dissonates]

[Another long silence, and then Asch speaks up again. His eyes are lidded, almost closed, and it's hard to keep them open.]

I think... I'm going to sleep now...

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Okay... sleep well.

[dissonates]

[And for once Asch doesn't object to Luke touching him; he only smiles very faintly, making a soft sound of agreement, and lets himself drift off to sleep.

He won't be waking up again.]