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[Open post!

Asch is wandering around the village a bit, looking for a good spot to practice some artes without killing anyone, maybe get some thinking done somewhere other than at home. He's not in any particular mood, good or bad, so if you're lucky you'll catch his good side. His journal is open since he's checking a folded map he's got attached to it, so if you're lucky, you might hear him muttering a bit.]

...so the lake's... further west from here. Damned trees turned me around...

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[Asch blinks at first, then lifts a brow, taking note of Guy's expression. Teasing bastard.] If you'd rather fight, I don't have any objections.

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Nah. I'm fine here.

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...Me too. [Especially after the last experiment, whatever it was. Too much running around accomplishing nothing, too reminiscent of how he used to live. It's nice to have a bit of relaxation time.]

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If we lay out here much longer though, we'll probably catch something. [Note how Guy is not moving.]

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We'll probably get sunburned long before that. [Note how Asch isn't either.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

I won't. You might, though. [Guy gives Asch's pale arm a little poke.]

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Probably. I get that from Mother. [Princess Pale Skin herself. Yet another thing he got from one of his most favourite people ever.]

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Her Grace is pretty pale, but that's usually how Kimlascans are.

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It comes from sitting around indoors playing with fonmachines while the Malkuthians are out in the sun.

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There is nothing wrong with sitting outside and playing with fonmachines. [Guy says this with the tone of a petulant child.]

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You're such a hopeless dork. [Amused Asch is amused.]

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The fact that I go outside cancels out any dork I might get from fonmachines.

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No, the fact that you take them outside with you just enhances it. [Shrug.] If I ever claim my inheritance I'm giving you Belkend.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Don't joke about that Asch. [Because ohhhh, Guy wants it.]

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I'm not joking. It's Father's territory, and I hate it. I don't want anything to do with it.

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[Of course I'm sure. She nods as she walks, making sure to go slow enough so that he can walk behind her.

Sure enough, it doesn't take them long to reach the lake. She's not going to get close to it though, instead she looks up at Asch curiously. What does he plan on doing here?]

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[That one's easy, Ammy - he gives her head a grateful scratch and steps away from her, drawing his sword and starting to work on a basic set of artes, eyes narrowed, focusing on getting every move perfect. He hadn't exactly been getting rusty, but back in Daath he'd gotten into the habit of practicing daily, and since leaving the Knights and then coming to Luceti, he'd fallen behind.]

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[Typical Asch isn't about to start a conversation any time soon, and he's always been a little awkward around Florian. Expect a lot of silence on his end.]

[divinepooch.livejournal.com]

[Ah, so this is what he wanted to do? Train? Well, Ammy watches with interest, though she also eyes the lake. It'd be so entertaining to just knock him in there, but she knows better than to fluff the cockatiel's feathers.]

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[Best be careful, pup. If you send Asch into the lake you'll end up going for a swim yourself. :|]

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[Ohhhh he wants it.]

I- you can't. There's political ramifications, and-

You can just give a piece of Kimlasca away.

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Either you take it over or I dismantle the entire fonic research department.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Asch, Belkend is Kimlasca's most prominent research institute. That'd be economic suicide.

[divinepooch.livejournal.com]

[That would be fun if it weren't for the, you know. Water. The temptation is growing though, so much that she shifts on her paws.]

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Considering the security and searches I'd put each and every lab and researcher through, they'd all want to move to Sheridan anyway. I refuse to allow illegal research like fomicry in my territory.