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its_rose_damnit) wrote2010-04-19 09:22 pm
its_rose_damnit) wrote2010-04-19 09:22 pm
One Rose Petal Falls - [Action | Accidental Voice]
[One of the newest arrivals finds himself laying face first on the cool forest floor, groaning. His body ached all over, but Dist was sure that came with being shot at by a monstrous replica. One that he himself had unleashed. Ugh, what an idiot he was, to let himself grow so desperate and crazed and release that thing, only to have it kill him in the end. That had broke much more than just a few ribs. ...Well, at least it's not raining.
The white haired man musters up all the strength he has remaining and pushes himself up into a kneeling position. He removes his broken glasses and 'tsks' at them. Useless... The glass was broken. Damn that...that impostor! Dist winces and massages his chest. Most of the pain was fading there, but, oddly, his back hurt the most.
Before inspecting why - he just tacked it on to being dead - he cranes his head up and looks around at the trees around him, scowling.]
Tsk, this isn't exactly what I had envisioned of Hell. Fire and brimstone and all that... Agh, damn this pai--[Dist hisses and recoils his hand quickly as it passes over his shoulder and brushed up against his wings. His eyes widen and a bitter smirk spreads on his lips as he looks over his shoulder and spies his wings.] Well, now. This certainly is a surprise. Someone's idea of a joke, perhaps, if even Hell won't take me.
The white haired man musters up all the strength he has remaining and pushes himself up into a kneeling position. He removes his broken glasses and 'tsks' at them. Useless... The glass was broken. Damn that...that impostor! Dist winces and massages his chest. Most of the pain was fading there, but, oddly, his back hurt the most.
Before inspecting why - he just tacked it on to being dead - he cranes his head up and looks around at the trees around him, scowling.]
Tsk, this isn't exactly what I had envisioned of Hell. Fire and brimstone and all that... Agh, damn this pai--[Dist hisses and recoils his hand quickly as it passes over his shoulder and brushed up against his wings. His eyes widen and a bitter smirk spreads on his lips as he looks over his shoulder and spies his wings.] Well, now. This certainly is a surprise. Someone's idea of a joke, perhaps, if even Hell won't take me.
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Hey, he happens to mimic the grace and beauty of a rose! Meaning he blends into a forest setting, obviously.Dist snorts and walks towards the young man, crossing his arms.]Still as pleasant as ever, I see. Careful, you might turn someone into stone with that face of yours, boy.
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Whatever you say, Dist the Runny.Asch contemplates leaving, but he'd probably end up having to run to avoid Dist and his annoying persistence, and he's not quite that annoyed yet. Why couldn't the other God-Generals show up? He can at least tolerate them a little more...]I wouldn't lose any sleep if you were the first one to change.
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hhvchdd--HATE.You honestly want Arietta pestering you more than Dist, Asch? It's like a whinier, screechier Anise. At least Dist doesn't whine that much. In fact, he's not saying much, just kind of scowling down at him.]Cheeky little whelp... The least you can do is lead me into town.
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And why should I do that?
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And because the sooner you do, the sooner we can be rid of eachother.
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[But whatever; he's turning away to head back to town anyway, so if Dist wants to follow, he can go for it.]
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[Because Dist wouldn't be Dist without mentioning Jade at least once. And he'll also be following after you now, Asch, whether you like it or not. At least he's not saying anything else, though. For now.]
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Asch is going to indulge himself in the silence, however, and try to ignore the footsteps behind him. The less Dist has to say, the better.]
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Dist never was one for prolonged silences, and just knowing Asch is here, and not exactly sure what point in time he was taken from, Dist has to make sure of one thing.]
...How are you feeling, Asch?
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I'm fine. What do you care?
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Just hoping you don't suddenly fall over dead and I have you haul your sorry carcass into town, boy! In fact, I think I'd just leave it here to rot.
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Do I look like I'm going to fall over dead? [Look, see, he's the picture of perfect health. Ha, take that.]
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Would you like me to answer that honestly, Asch~?
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If your answer is anything but "no", then you're obviously delusional.
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Hahaha! Then I suppose you want me to lie? Tsk, tsk~ But all right. You look as surly and affronted as usual, which means you must be in perfect health!
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Asch glances back at him with a scathing glare, steps pausing.]
If you're going to make fun of me, I'm not going to help you.
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[Your glare does nothing to intimidate him, Asch, he's had to put up with it for seven years in the Order, but Dist will oblige to the young man's request. He stops his mocking and walks along silently. He has questions, but he really doesn't want to talk to Asch more than he has to.Are we there, yet? :|]
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