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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?]

Comments

[Action]

[dissonates]

Why would you want me to act like a brat? It's hardly something to look forward to.

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Well, you could be a pleasant child. I don't mind either way.

[Action]

[dissonates]

...It's hard to describe this. I know it's childish, but...

[S-so embarrassed.]

...I kind of just want to play.

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well, let's play then! C'mon. [Guy bounces to his feet and takes Asch's hand.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

...You don't mind? [Oh god Asch what are you doing, you're going to want to hide forever once this is over.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Did you really think I would?

[Action]

[dissonates]

...Well... [No. Because you're the amazing Guy, and you just do stuff like that. :|]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Do you have any problems? Would you rather play with someone else?

[Action]

[dissonates]

[...Oh, good grief.

Asch finally caves and slides off the bed, tugging Guy by the hand. Come along, babysitter. D|]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[That's what he thought. Good Lord child, you're hard to please sometimes.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[That's Asch for you, bb. Bundle of nerves. Thankfully the innocent little replica side is shoving his grumpiness away now, so playing is so going to happen.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Well, Guy just hopes Asch knows where he's going since he's the one dragging him along.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Outside, of course! That's where real kids play.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy's wondering now if Asch has a plan beyond "go outside."]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[That would be a very emphatic "no".]

...um...

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he thought so.] Let's climb a tree to get our creative juices flowing.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[OMG TREE-CLIMBING. Asch nods, looking surprisingly pleased with the idea, and scampers to the closest tree.

...The first branch is too high.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Ffff okay coming over and lifting him up.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Yaaaaaay tree-climbing! Scampering up to the branch now. He's already enjoying himself.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[And Guy is going to climb up after him.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[This is awesome. Let's go higher!]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[B-be careful, there.] Asch, don't go too high.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[But it's so fun! I'M OUT OF YOUR REACH NOW GUY.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Pfft okay be that way. Guy will have a seat and wait for Asch to notice how high he is.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[....And that doesn't take too long.]

Uwahhh...!