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[windolmajesty]

[Richard is on a hill overlooking a vast, colourful flower field just outside of the main town. He stands here alone, holding a single flower in his hand.]

Of course you would not show... of course you would not seek me out...

[His fist clenches, crushing the flower and letting its remains drop to the ground.]

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[brbdefacingtree]

Sophie! Richard! Hey, answer me!

[Wandering aimlessly about the area, Asbel finally spots someone. Maybe this guy could help him find his friends? As he walks up to the man, there's some weird... familiarity about the guy, but he can't put his finger on it. Meh. Couldn't be that important anyways.]

Hey, did you see a girl and a boy pass by here?

I <3 that username.

[windolmajesty]

No, there is no-one else-

[He turns to face the boy, and stops. There is a moment of confusion before his eyes grow wide with recognition.]

It can't be...

It was too good to pass up. 8D

[brbdefacingtree]

[Is about to deflate a bit, but then- This guy knows him?]

Eh? [There's that feeling of familiarity again and... oh.]

Ah! You look just like Richard! Are you a relative of his? [So proud of himself for concluding this.]

Re: It was too good to pass up. 8D

[windolmajesty]

I... suppose...

[He turns away from tiny!Asbel, hiding his confusion as he tries to compose himself.]

What is this...? A product of this world, or of my own mind? What... what is happening to me?

[brbdefacingtree]

Huh? What's that supposed to mean? Either you are or you aren't, right?

[Doesn't quite hear the mumbling but at least Asbel notices the movement. He's kind of confused now and moves into a position where he can stare at Richard's this guy's face.]

Hey, are you listening?

[windolmajesty]

*ahem* Excuse me.

I... am related to the Richard you know, in some sense. You are Asbel Lhant, the eldest of Lord Aston, are you not?

[brbdefacingtree]

[That's pretty much a yes, right? Right. But wait, the guy knows his name! Does that mean...?]

Yeah. [Slightly melancholy look.] ...Did father ask you to look for me?

[Shifts into a more determined stance (which may or may not include pouting).]

I won't go back until I've found them.

[windolmajesty]

You're looking for your friends?

[brbdefacingtree]

Yeah. We were together in the flower field, but then... we slipped. I don't remember anything after that...

[windolmajesty]

You have my sympathies.

I... am also looking for my friends.

[brbdefacingtree]

You too? Then we should look for them together! It should be easier that way, right? [...It made sense in his head.]

[windolmajesty]

I suppose it would.

I came to this spot hoping to meet one of them, but I don't know where she has gone...

[brbdefacingtree]

Alright then! ["Mysterious Young Man has joined the party!" ...Now what. Oh wait, at times like this-]

What's she look like?

[windolmajesty]

[Okay, how to put this...]

Her name... is Sophie.

We made a promise together long ago, Asbel.

[brbdefacingtree]

You know Sophie too? Then why didn't you mention that be- [Wait, what promise?]

E-eh? But I don't remember doing anything like that...