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[dissonates]

[There's a little boy poking at the journal and flipping through it. He's rather curious and clueless about it, trying to figure out exactly what he should be doing with it. After a moment, he picks up the pen and starts scrawling lines over it, like he's trying to write but can't quite form the words.]

....?



[ooc: Asch doesn't hate the Luke currently in Luceti anymore; he does, however, hate replicas and the fact that his own replica stole his life. Thus: he's currently baby!replica!Luke, with the memories of being Asch but no real recollection of how to use those memories. Come try to talk to the baby?]

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[dissonates]

...Mm. [Asch isn't surprised, and at the same time he is. His child mind is adjusting to this.] ...Luke. [Hey that wasn't too hard.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

See? You can say my name already.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Yeah, what a grand accomplishment. Asch mumbles something that ought to be coherent under his breath and starts scrawling on the paper again.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh don't give me that, it's not easy to learn to speak.

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[dissonates]

[You're getting a grumpyface for that. He has no sympathy for replicas. 8|]

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Can't write either, can you? Trace those, it's how Guy taught me.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Oh hey, there's an idea. Asch perks up a little, studying the letters for a moment before attempting to trace the letters. This isn't too hard...]

Mm...

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[And Asch imitates the sounds one by one, gradually getting a feel for them. It takes some time, but he gradually gets better the more he tries.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Good, you're getting it.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[The hair ruffle would normally irritate Asch or cause an outburst. This time?

Big smile.]

Yah!

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Do you want to do more or take a break?

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Asch ponders this for a moment. A part of him wants to keep going, so he can get back to communicating normally, but... there's a very strong urge to just go out and play.

So finally he ponders his fingers briefly before lifting up two of them.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Can you stand?

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[dissonates]

Mmhm. [... Probably. He takes Luke's hands and lets the other replica help him up. Whooooaaa kinda wobbly there.]

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh boy...

[Action]

[dissonates]

[S-sorry, Luke ;_; He doesn't mean to be fail, and you might notice by his expression that he's rather distressed about it.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's okay. I wasn't very balanced either.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[But he's not really a newborn 8| There's no excuse. Still, Asch manages to get over his stubborn nature and let Luke help him.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Hungry?

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Asch fidgets for a moment, looking flustered at being treated like a baby. He's having trouble keeping his behaviour in check, though, so he just nods, hunching down a bit.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Here.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Asch blinks at them for a moment, then his child mind kicks in and screams "TASTY THINGS, EAT THEM". Cue him stuffing his face with delicious cookies.]

[Action]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Slow down or you'll choke.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Glares and grumbles.] W'not.