Dreams and Encounters [Pseudo-private; Easier for people with whom he's talked to find this]

[arisenfromashes]

{OOC: Most strikethroughs are legible, but the first one can only be deciphered by natives of Auldrant.}

I'm practicing writing in alphabet used here in Atlas...It looks weird. I prefer the Fonic alphabet.

I had a dream the day I came here:
From the sky came a single ray of light that was making a small sunny patch just large enough for one person.

Comments

Umm, Asch? I'm not just an 'animal'...

[pink_and_flying]

[Paneer's eyes widened as she took in the damage done to the tabard.]

Oh my!

(Oh dear... Asch never did like help... but those stains look like they'll be hard to get out...)

Asch? I could wash and mend those. [A smile.] I did most of the chores for all of Granide's Ad Libitum so suddenly having nothing to do feels strange.

[Maybe if she phrased it like that Asch would agree. It was like what she always did when getting Asch and Leon to agree with something they didn't particularly like.]

I can't think of any other way to describe you!

[arisenfromashes]

[Oh, Paneer had worded it nicely, but Asch still had the urge to fix it himself. Her being here only made him feel guilty at the thought of not doing it.]

I've got it. It's not the first time I've had to do this.

In Granide the 'Natsu-Natsu' are considered people too.

[pink_and_flying]

Okay.

[Still, the 'feeling strange without anything to do' statement had been true. Paneer let out a soft sigh.]

(Maybe I could cook something... but where do I find a stove...?)

Fine. Person. You happy?

[arisenfromashes]

[Only then did Asch remember Tear's instructions. She had forbidden swordfighting, but she had asked that he not screw up his arm in general...And while sewing was far from arduous, he realized he would probably do a bad job unless he waited.]

...You know how to sew?

Thank you Asch~

[pink_and_flying]

[Paneer perked up immediately, recognising an offer when she heard one.]

Yes! I often patched up clothing that went through the wear and tear of battles back in Granide's Ad Libitum.

[She looked the clothing over again, this time paying more attention to all the damage.]

The washing and sewing will take awhile... [She gave the red-head a cheerful smile,] ...but I'll have it ready for you by tommorow noon at the latest.