03 [Voice]

[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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[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

...I was going to suggest that to you, actually. Heheh... Looks like Richard beat me to it.

[Voice]

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[Asbel doesn't sound too enthusiastic about it, though.]

Are you certain of that decision? It matters not to me whether I stay in the forest or inside a house.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

[He doesn't waste any time delivering his response.]

Yeah, I am. I want you to come live with me, Lambda. It'll be my first step on keeping my promise to you!

[Voice]

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... I understand.

[But he thinks Asbel is a bit of an idiot for accepting this suggestion so readily. It's not that Lambda needs much care, because he really doesn't, but he'll be watching Asbel's every move now. Most humans, if he's not mistaken, don't take kindly to being judged.]

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

...Would you like me to come get you so I can show you where the house is, then?

[Voice]

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... I will wait for you by the fountain.

[Voice]

[drawnbythesword]

I'll be right there.

[Action]

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[True to his word, Lambda will be waiting beside the fountain. He's watching his reflection in the rippling water, seemingly lost in thought.]

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel arrives on the scene not too long after he said he'd come.]

...Lambda?

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[He turns to stare up at the boy. It doesn't feel right; having to look up at people like this. He's starting to wish his body was taller.]

Asbel.

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

[Don't worry, Lambda. Maybe Pascal will show up and she'll build you a new, better body! One with missile launchers!

That'd be nice, right? Missile launchers.]

Have you been well?

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[Asbel, are you sure you want to be handing Lambda missile launchers just yet? That seems like a very stupid thing to do, considering he hasn't made up his mind about humanity yet.]

Well enough.

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

[Psh, it'll be FINE.]

That's good... ...You don't have any belongings?

[Action]

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No.

[He has no need for physical stuff. Not really.]

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

Oh... Well... If that's everything, then let's go. I doubt either of us really wants to be out longer than we have to.

[Action]

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[Lead the way, Asbel. Lambda has no clue where your house is.]

You are cold?

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

[And lead the way he shall.]

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

[Action]

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[He follows.]

... The climate is similar to Fendel.

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

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

[Action]

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[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.

[Action]

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It wasn't any trouble.

[Action]

[drawnbythesword]

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

[Action]

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

[Action]

[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.]