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[drawnbythesword]

So... That was an experiment? That wasn't what I was really expecting... Are they all this chaotic?

...I suppose it'd be a good idea to introduce myself first. My name's Asbel Lhant. I arrived last month with the other "New Feathers". Several friends of mine from my world are here, Richard and Lambda. Maybe you've met them?

I guess there's no one else from Efinea here, is there? What sort of places do you all come from, then?

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[drawnbythesword]

[And lead the way he shall.]

A bit... I didn't expect it to be so cold out today.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[He follows.]

... The climate is similar to Fendel.

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[drawnbythesword]

Yeah, it is. I didn't cope too well with the cold there, either.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[Scoff. Foolish humans and your sensitivity to the weather.]

You need to dress accordingly, then.

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[drawnbythesword]

Yeah, I'll know better next time. [He won't.]

...But I didn't want to keep you waiting on my account.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

It wasn't any trouble.

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[drawnbythesword]

Then... sorry. I guess I was behaving too hastily.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

... [Asbel seems awfully eager to please Lambda. It's a little suspicious.]

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[drawnbythesword]

[He just doesn't want to fail you, okay? ): Promises are SRSBSNS to Asbel.

But eventually, they arrive at the house. Asbel opens the door and walks in.]

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[Lambda follows, taking the place in with a mildly curious gaze. Even if it was an invitation to become Asbel's housemate, he still considers himself a guest. In fact, he wouldn't be surprised if Asbel soon grows tired of his presence and kicks him out again.]

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[drawnbythesword]

[Lambda, he was prepared to live with you in his body. I doubt 'kicking you out' was really an option even if he had wanted to.

He leads Lambda to a door in the house, and opens it.]

This will be your room.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[Lambda's getting his own room? ... He's never had his own room before. He doesn't even need all this space.]

I see. It's very... big.

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[drawnbythesword]

Yeah... [...It's actually the smallest room in the house, but... shh.] I guess so. Will that be a problem for you?

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[But Lambda likes dark, closed spaces.] ... No. It will suffice.

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[drawnbythesword]

[There's a closet in the room.] Ah... That's good. We'll find ways to make it feel less empty for you.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

[Either that, or he'll sleep underneath the bed.] By filling it with more furniture?

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[drawnbythesword]

No, not necessarily... Unless you want more furniture, that is. We could paint it, or decorate it... Or maybe something else, even.

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[forsurvival.livejournal.com]

... That is a possibility. [But painting or decorating isn't something that really appeals to him. He's very apathetic towards the whole... "own room" idea.]

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[drawnbythesword]

Uhh, well... [What to do? Talking with Lambda's... different from talking to a normal person. How do you connect to someone who barely trusts you?]

...I'll let you get adjusted to your room, then. You probably need some time to get familiar with it. If you need anything, just... let me know.