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[dissonates]

[Asch is in the wooded area in front of house 5, close to the crossroads but facing away, working through his techniques and practicing his fonic artes. He's been pretty irate since his conversation with Natalia, and after Jacob's sacrifice and his discussion with Guy, he's more focused than before, but he's still not in the best of moods.

His journal is open on a rock nearby in case something else happens or he's needed for something; feel free to a) see him, b) hear him shouting out random attacks, c) troll, or d) ignore entirely. |Db]

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[Quite, actually. She smiles a bit when he falls out of posture.]

Your style is very different from Luke's. I realize you are different people but I assumed there would be a core similarity, more because you were both taught by my brother than the relation between you two.

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[Asch glances sidelong at her, then shakes his head, dusting off his uniform. Prissy noble. D|] You don't train someone like him the same way you train a soldier.

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[Rofl, prissy indeed.] I suppose not.

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[8|] That's why you were watching me?

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

In part; I realize that eventually I'll find myself back in my own Auldrant, where the Luke I'm accustomed to could use quite a bit of fine-tuning in his fighting. So I figured observing the both of you might further that into being a successful endeavor.

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Hmph. [Asch brushes back his bangs, stepping away to sit down on the rock where he'd set his journal.] Don't expect much of him. The replica's completely worthless before Akzeriuth falls. [Not that his value went up much after that, either, but at least he was less of a moron.]

[knightofratatosk]

[And he's still holding that sword, too, meaning that it acts like a nice big lightning rod and channels that electricity straight into him. With a yowl, he rolls out of the way of the worst of the attack and back to his feet before springing into the air (albeit a bit slowly) and launching a rain of energy needles down at Asch with Raining Fangs.]

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[Asch needs a moment to get his full movement back after the arte, so the most he can do is block some of the blows, withholding a grimace as he does so. Like hell he's going to show pain while his enemy's right in front of him if he can avoid it.]

[knightofratatosk]

[The smirk is back on Ratatosk's face as he lands after that attack. If Asch wants to play dirty by doing things like yanking on his scarf, he'll play dirty right back by launching another Demon Fang at him and using that as a cover to race in with a quick slash.]

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[Asch isn't going to just sit around and take it, so he gives Ratatosk a taste of his own acrobats, leaping over Demon Fang and diving downwards with Havoc Strike, his sword clashing with the other.]

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[I so did not get a notification for this augh. Tear shifts her weight and pops a hip to the side a little.] But he has improved. [The statement is left open-ended and somewhat inquisitive.]

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[Asch frowns at that and turns away, making a vague sound that could almost be taken as a reluctant affirmative. Luke isn't quite as stupid as he used to be, but he still has stupid Fabre genes plenty of moments of idiocy.]

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[Well if Asch the Bitchy-- I mean Asch the Bloody can admit to Luke's improvement, then he can't be a completely lost cause. This is a good sign.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Considering Asch is physically stronger and just plain bigger than he is, Ratatosk ends up getting shoved back a bit until he manages to brace himself and lock his blade with Asch's.]

Looks like not all of his friends are useless after all.

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[Indeed. Though he and Luke have had their share of breakthroughs in Luceti, so Tear's lucky to have even witnessed this admittance. The old Asch would've bitched and stomped off or something.]

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[Asch keeps his sword strained against Ratatosk's, expression focused on the fight and nothing else.]

Don't mistake me for some weakling who can't hold his own.

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[No kidding, rofl. Smiles a bit at him.]

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[Asch blinks, baffled by the smile, and a little suspicious as well.] ...What?

[knightofratatosk]

[Technically Asch has the upper hand when it comes to sheer strength, but can he win in stubbornness?]

Then that sets you apart from most of the people here.

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[Ratty, you really have no idea who you're talking to. Asch is not budging.]

And just what makes you think you're so special?

[knightofratatosk]

I thought he'd told you all about me. Or did you already forget?

[Since Ratty has no qualms about playing dirty, he's gonna try to kick you while their blades are locked.]

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I didn't forget- I just don't give a damn!

[Asch breaks contact and flips away, shooting back towards the ground and slamming his sword against it for Slag Assault, knocking a blast of dirt and rock at Ratatosk.]

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head.]

You're just not half as big and mean as you want everyone to think.

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[sdhskfkjd] D... don't say such stupid things...!

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[mystearical.livejournal.com]

[Smiles.] It's not a bad thing.