[Action]

[dissonates]

[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...

Comments

[Voice]

[trueknight]

It could. You can never tell with these guys.

[Voice]

[dissonates]

Bastards... you can never tell what they're doing to people. Some come back wounded and others are just fine.

[Voice]

[trueknight]

You'd think scientists would take better care of their 'mice'. Guess they figure the rest of us here will just clean up after them.

[Voice]

[dissonates]

...Scientists don't care what happens to experiments that are so easily replaced.

[Voice]

[trueknight]

... I wonder about that. You're probably right, though.

[Voice]

[dissonates]

Call it the voice of experience.

[Voice]

[trueknight]

[Maybe if he spent less time trolling and more time actually talking to Asch, he'd be able to bluntly ask what he means by that. Oh well, maybe next time.]

... I see.

[Voice]

[dissonates]

[And maybe he'd actually get a decent answer, but for now he's not saying a word.]

....

[Voice]

[trueknight]

[Well, with a lack of things to say --]

I think I'll leave you to your training.

[Voice]

[dissonates]

[No arguing there.]

Another time, then.

[Voice]

[trueknight]

Right.