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[petitus]

*tired Asch is tired. like, really tired. as in, only-got-four-hours-of-sleep-last-night tired. all because of a.... certain nightmare, and since waking up, he had tried everything in his power to distract himself from said nightmare, such as training, training, spending time with Natalia, training, and training again. now he's in the cafeteria,

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[loversarcana]

[ was getting a bottle of water, and... reconizes asch, lol eventide physia, and is over at his side in an instant ]

Hey! Are you alright?!

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*tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiredddddddddddd x____x*

[loversarcana]

[ shakes him a bit. Maybe saying his name will help? What was it again...? Oh, yeah. ]

Asch?

[petitus]

*lol dead atm*

[hellstrident]

[Mukuro was presently cupping, in a rather possessive manner, a rather large steaming mug of coffee. He was ever so happy to discover that the cafeteria here provided excellent coffee, even if they did not normally carry his favorite green tea.

But really, the coffee is far more important. He was humming lightly under his breath, quite pleased with how his day was going when suddenly there was a body on the floor in front of him.]

Oya~

[He quickly realized that the poor sod has passed out, asleep. He toes the figure with his boot none too gently.]

Oya oya~ That can't be comfortable.

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*zzzzzzzzzzz*

[hellstrident]

[Mukuro raises an eyebrow. He most certainly did not think that the cafeteria floor would be, in any manner, a comfortable spot for a nap. Rolling his eyes, Mukuro catches sight of a half finished coffee on the table and sighs.

Deeply.

He fights an internal battle in which he tries to decided if he should wake the poor sod up and make sure he makes it to a bed in the very least, or if he should merely snicker and walk away.

Decisions, decisions. Eventually, probably because of the coffee and so far pleasant day, Mukuro decides to be nice and sets his coffee cup down and drops to the floor in a crouch. He pokes the sleeping figure rather hard with a glove clad finger.]

Oya~ Sleeping beauty, let's go.

[ Prod prod. He wishes he had his trident. Instead he casts his gaze about in search of possibly some water, it could be equally as amusing.]

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*b-but I'm le tiiired*

[drsanada]

[ As if pinged. Speaking of nightmares. He stands over Asch's form and sighs. ] Now you're not even trying.

[petitus]

*sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*

[drsanada]

[ Crouches down and shakes his shoulder. ] Asch. Wake up.

[petitus]

*nope, not waking up 8)*