OOM: Healing Asher

[mogget_cat]

On the agreed-upon evening, Yrael waits outside for Asher to arrive. He lounges on a branch of a tree near the lake shore, green eyes half-shut as he watches the unsuspecting bluebird on the branch above him. He hasn't moved in two hours.

Maybe this time, he'll get dessert.

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[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Please, allow me to buy you a drink," Asher pulls back at last, buttoning his shirt (though he is tempted to walk into the Bar naked, to show everyone how he once looked, to garner the stares he once took for granted).

"It is the least I can do, if you will take no other payment."

[mogget_cat]

Yrael smiles. "The only payment I would ask is a favor. A trip to your St. Louis some day."

"It is one of my greatest joys, visiting new places and worlds."

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"Very well." He does not feel like returning home just yet, however.

"Leave a note when you wish to accompany me, and I shall gladly give you a tour of St Louis." He smiles, again.

[mogget_cat]

"Thank you," he inclines his head. "I look forward to it."