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Aug 16, 2009 10:54


I find I must ask your forgiveness...

Recent days have found me more distracted by futile tasks, yet they are something I find I must do, to... prevent my thoughts from getting the better of me, as they are known to do.

I would very much like to accept your offer of a walk, should it still stand.

thinking too much, basch

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(Filtered) captain_basch August 16 2009, 18:28:40 UTC
... I am at the stables currently, but when I am finished, I shall come home.

Majesty, if there is anything troubling your thoughts, you can speak to me if you would like. I may not have the answers or words to comfort you properly... but I can lend an ear to you. Or a shoulder, if that is what you need as well.

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(Filtered) dynast_daughter August 18 2009, 16:12:16 UTC
I am in no hurry; I shall be here when you return.

Comfort is unnecessary, yet companionship... that is what I need.

You know I appreciate... I am glad to have you here with me.

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(Oh hey commentlog?) captain_basch August 18 2009, 18:25:50 UTC
I can do that for you. Tis not a service of my vows of loyalty to your family, but because you are a dear companion to myself.

[And that sound is someone at the door of the apartment as he comes in. It's cold out, but he doesn't seem to mind. No matter how long he's been in Dalmasca, the cold of winter seems to be something his body remembers no matter what.]

Tis a little nippy out, Majesty, though beautiful, even for this city.

[He smiles a little, knocking off as much of the snow on him at the entrance of the apartment. He'd rather not track it through the place.]

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(Naturally~ ^^) dynast_daughter August 19 2009, 16:21:43 UTC
[Ashe watches him silently as the snow is brushed to the floor, watching it melt within moments of settling there. She's been looking out the window at the snowy landscape, probably feeling colder than Basch; her body hasn't yet forgotten the climate of Dalmasca, despite her lengthy absence.]

It is beautiful...

[Rather than leaving the window, she stays, wanting to enjoy the innocence such a view offers. She moves aside, however, so he can join her there.]

There is something about watching the snow which puts one's mind at ease, do you not think?

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