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[royalbitchfit]

[There comes a time in every child's life in which they topple into...building blocks. Ah, yes, the foundation for a kid's creative thought process. Except that this one doesn't have much of the "creative" part yet and is just stacking one square building block on top of the other, ignoring the fact that one could make more things with that, and

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[brokenscion]

...You could make something like a fort, you know. It'd be more interesting.

[He just watches for now, smiling a bit at the child.]

[royalbitchfit]

[He peers up, block at hand]

A...fort?

[brokenscion]

Yeah, a fort. You can build up a really big wall around yourself, and have little battles or something.

[royalbitchfit]

[Now he stares at his blocks]

I'm going to need a lot more...

[brokenscion]

I'm sure there's some around, somewhere.

[royalbitchfit]

There's a room full of them, but I could only get these. [He still managed to snag a ton of them. Pockets were useful]

[He turns towards Asch, but he knocks over his pile with his foot]

Oops.

[brokenscion]

I can help you get more, if you want.

...And we were going to start over anyway, right? So don't worry about it.

[royalbitchfit]

Really? You'll help?

[brokenscion]

If you want me to.

[royalbitchfit]

I do!

[brokenscion]

I don't mind, then.

Show me where you found them, alright?

[royalbitchfit]

Okay. They're on a house...[He points to the right] that way.

[He stands up and grins]

[brokenscion]

Lead the way, then. [He smiles at Luke, prepared to follow.]

[royalbitchfit]

[And they walk for a little bit, until they start...coming across suspicious looking blocks. It's not hard to tell where Luke came from; he dropped a good number on them on the way.]

[brokenscion]

...Looks like you tried to carry a bit too many. [Asch starts following the trail of blocks, looking for the room they all came from.]

[royalbitchfit]

Well, my pockets were already full...