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The Roof; Sunday Night.

Setsuna knew she should probably get some sleep; it was late, and she had her DAMM class and work tomorrow, but she was feeling rather restless. Like there was too much in her head, but none of it would really manifest into anything real and tangible. She felt like she was in a rather odd spot in her life...she actually had a few choices in front of her and she wasn't even close to be sure how to respond to any of them...

So she sat on the roof, looking out over the island, trying to ~~emo~~ think it all out...

[[ why, yes, it's open! And, yes, it's late right now 0.o ]]

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"Same here," Alphonse agreed. "Alchemy is so much easier. Most of the stuff in Ms. Calendar's class last semester went right over my head."

"Easier?" Setsuna chuckled a little. "I still don't get how you do all of that..."

"Of course!" Alphonse replied, as if it were obvious. "It actually makes sense, and follows scientific principles, doesn't defy anything and works."

Setsuna chuckled lightly again. "Well, in my opinion, any good sort of magic should be the same, but, you're right, there's just too many different kinds of that..."

Alphonse let out a sigh, with a comedic-looking exasperated expression. "Oh, well. There's a lot of it here, anyway, so as long as there is I guess there's going to be people who use it."

"And," Setsuna had to bite her lip to keep herself from laughing a little as she pointed out, "as far as I know, magic has never blown up a common room."

Come on. He had to know it was going to surface eventually.

Alphonse opened his mouth, yet didn't say anything, then promptly turned an impressive shade of red as he began to bury his face in his hands. "That was an experiment," he hastily replied, emphasizing greatly on the last word-- there was definitely, certainly a difference. Alphonse slumped over, putting his chin to his knees again. "A really dumb one that should have worked..."

Oh, it had made him blush! Alphonse's defeated response was enacted so adorably that, before she realized it, Setsuna had drapped an arm over his shoulder and hugged him. Of course, when she realized what she was doing, she had a sharp urge to pull away, but she was already here, and reacting strongly to what she'd done would only draw more attention to it so, now as red as he was, she just emphasised a little squeeze instead. "I apologize," she said, smiling slightly still, "that was a rather dirty move to pull on my part, wasn't it?"

While the hug came off as an unexpected one, Alphonse was a huggy kind of person to begin with, so he didn't really think too much on it. "Nah, don't feel bad," he replied, shifting in place absentmindedly to get his-- and possibly Setsuna's, as well-- position to be more comfortable. "It wouldn't be the first time. It was our fault that happened, still."

The hug was happily maintained through the comfortable shift, as Setsuna started to think that being close to Alphonse like this was nice, and until her mind started thinking of the last time they were close like this and it wasn't one of those much needed, clinging after emotional drain hugs that they'd shared so often, but that kiss...

...which she had, up until then, actually done a pretty good job of getting out of her head. With a gulp and renewed blush, Setsuna's arms loosened and she shifted away. Definately enough closy hugging and such now...

"P...perhaps," she said, and then, oh-so-deftly, sequed into, "Feels like it's getting kind of late. I have my DAMM class and work tomorrow, too...."

"Mm?" Alphonse looked up, toward Setsuna and then briefly the doors behind them that lead back to the dorm hallways below. "Ah, right," he realized, then nodded. "If you need to go to sleep, go on ahead."

Well, she didn't particularly need sleep, but Setsuna knew wher eher mind was drifting, and how she could end up being once she drifted that way. She smiled a little nervously. "Certainly wouldn't hurt."

"Alright then," Alphonse said, with a small smile. "I might stay up here for a little while longer, myself. I'll see you later?"

Returning the smile before pushing herself up to her feet and brushing off her skirt a little, Setsuna nodded. "Of course. Have a good night, Alphonse. And thanks. For talking with me for a bit....It's always appreciated."

"I will," he replied. "And... no problem, at all. You have a good night, as well."

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