Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes...
Characters: mykimlasca and claim_my_place
Where & When: Healing Force and around the City, after this. [~6/18]
Rating & Why: PG for a potential few choice words on Asch's part.
Summary: Natalia asks Asch to recount his misadventures in outer space; Asch drags his feet.
Asch's footsteps were slow but automatic as he crossed the street and headed in the direction of the clinic. It was a journey he'd made numerous times before (though he rarely ventured inside Healing Force), and as a result Asch was able to navigate towards his destination while simultaneously fighting back conflicting opinions on the matter at hand. He didn't want to deal with this at all, really. Asch's time out there in that place with those people was something he preferred to keep packed off in some dark corner of his mind. Not forgotten... just out of the way. But he reasoned that opening those metaphorical crates and facing their contents was much like delivering the killing blow to an already heavily wounded enemy - it had to be done. Didn't have to, but it was far more merciful than the alternative.
Besides, he'd only been asked for stories about other worlds. That was comparatively safer territory than what was really weighing on his conscience.
Asch stopped in front of the building, briefly contemplated using a side entrance or one of his own making, before simply pushing open the front door and proceeding down the hall. He didn't spare a second glance for anyone. Instead, he headed straight for the office - the indoor garden. If Natalia was finishing up early as she'd said, Asch figured he'd probably be able to find her there if he didn't run into her along the way.
Where & When: Healing Force and around the City, after this. [~6/18]
Rating & Why: PG for a potential few choice words on Asch's part.
Summary: Natalia asks Asch to recount his misadventures in outer space; Asch drags his feet.
Asch's footsteps were slow but automatic as he crossed the street and headed in the direction of the clinic. It was a journey he'd made numerous times before (though he rarely ventured inside Healing Force), and as a result Asch was able to navigate towards his destination while simultaneously fighting back conflicting opinions on the matter at hand. He didn't want to deal with this at all, really. Asch's time out there in that place with those people was something he preferred to keep packed off in some dark corner of his mind. Not forgotten... just out of the way. But he reasoned that opening those metaphorical crates and facing their contents was much like delivering the killing blow to an already heavily wounded enemy - it had to be done. Didn't have to, but it was far more merciful than the alternative.
Besides, he'd only been asked for stories about other worlds. That was comparatively safer territory than what was really weighing on his conscience.
Asch stopped in front of the building, briefly contemplated using a side entrance or one of his own making, before simply pushing open the front door and proceeding down the hall. He didn't spare a second glance for anyone. Instead, he headed straight for the office - the indoor garden. If Natalia was finishing up early as she'd said, Asch figured he'd probably be able to find her there if he didn't run into her along the way.