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[imperialwill]

[Natalia poses proudly, confidently, looking quite smug. She's wearing a bikini (bazooka not included).]

Nice, isn't it? Absolutely wonderful- jewel of Kimlasca, I think. Or perhaps more accurately, I know.

[She crosses her arms across her chest.]The Emperor could only hope to possess an allure like mine- like anyone in Kimlasca, really. I'd

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[ACTION] LMAO /WEEPS only i could turn crack into this :|

[contaminations]

[Ridiculous. It wasn't as if he'd never set foot in Kimlasca again; he'd been there plenty of times. But, it was different.

Breathing her in wasn't merely that of the heady mix of smells, that of the oil in Belkend and the heat radiating from the machinery, of the sun stained rock in the Meggiora Highlands. Of the sweat and anticipation, alcohol and crisp meat snacks in the coliseum. Of stands of imported fruit, of fresh baked bread and sugared pasties, of the new leather and metal crafted within Kimlasca. Of the salt and sea at the shore, of castle walls and the soap used on Natalia's clothing, her shampoo; his mother's perfume, always a weak scent.

It wasn't simply those, but context, but bare, smaller hands with calluses only beginning from initial sword practice. Palms against that sun-warmed rock, as he considered the highlands that would be his. The oil he rubbed between his fingers, the machine he was permitted to take apart and inspect, had to understand, to know Kimlasca and its fonmachinery prowess. Of sitting beside his father in a reserved booth within the coliseum, suppressing his enthusiasm, the desire to lean forward and holler. Asking the fruit seller what it took to get Engeve's apples into Baticul. Testing the swords; they were heavy. Following alongside the sailors, waiting for Natalia by her window. Sitting with his mother, in a serene silence, reading.

How a single smell did that, he didn't know, and didn't particularly care at the moment.]

[ACTION] OH, JULES. THIS IS BEAUTIFUL.

[imperialwill]

[Ruining this beautiful moment - Natalia lifts Asch up in her arms! Her top slides a little, but she pays it no mind as she escorts him into the sunset!]

[ACTION] I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. THANK YOU FOR STOPPING ME.

[contaminations]

[Even if Asch is jolted out of his curse-induced reverie by the completely impossible movement, the sliding of her top paralyzes him long enough for her to succeed. BUT SOMEHOW THE SUN DOES NOT BURN THEM TO A CRISP... HURRAY.]

[ACTION] I'VE GOT YOUR BACK BB

[imperialwill]

[For what seems to be a genuine moment, she smiles, soft and fond]

This is nice, don't you think?

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[contaminations]

[Did she have to talk? While still mostly carrying him. Asch gives a noncommittal grunt, before caving to positioning and lifting his head for less pungent air.]

...Let me down.

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[imperialwill]

Oh, but this is so much more convenient.

[~*~*radiates*~*~]

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[contaminations]

[Can't...argue...she's too...]

Fine. Where are w--you going?

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[imperialwill]

Into the sunset, Asch!

[...yes. This is the correct response.]

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[contaminations]

That isn't an answer, Natalia!

[He doesn't sound very convinced.]

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[imperialwill]

But it's exactly where we're going, Asch. Where no one can disturb us.

[Serious. Face.]

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[contaminations]

...!

[His fingers tighten as the connotations of that seep through his terribly thick skull.]

Natalia- [low, dangerous, or so he hopes] -Disturb us from what?

[ACTION] ♥♥♥♥

[imperialwill]

[She leans in close, a charming smirk and promising gaze]

You shall see soon enough.