[Action/Accidental Voice?]

[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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[dissonates]

[Asch halts, eyes narrowing, and finishes his technique with a forward jab, blade pointed towards Ratatosk.]

You have a problem with that?

[knightofratatosk]

Hey, it's not like I care whether you get killed or not.

[Asch will probably note that his stance is totally different from normal Emil's... it's far more confident.]

[dissonates]

[Asch notices. He's also noticing that this guy is really damned irritating.]

You think you're any better?

[knightofratatosk]

Why don't we find out?

[... and he's drawing his sword. If he's not going to get to fight with the intruders, this will just have to do instead.]

[dissonates]

[Asch had seen that one coming a mile away, so he immediately shifts his position, wordlessly preparing to fight. He's never seen Ratatosk (or Emil, for that matter) in battle, so he has no idea what to expect. He'll stay on guard until he determines whether this is a spar, or a real battle.]

[knightofratatosk]

[It's probably a good thing that Ratatosk doesn't want to have to deal with an upset Emil and thus isn't out to kill this time around, because he is FAST. And he's not giving a warning before charging in either, swinging his sword without a word in a lightning-fast strike.]

[dissonates]

[Yeah, it would be nice to not die. Asch already has his sword ready, so he moves to block it, glaring at his opponent. His intent had been to practice, not get into a real battle, but he couldn't just ignore it when it's thrown in his face.]

[knightofratatosk]

Not bad at all.

[Unfortunately, Ratatosk's specialty is, well, being a brat and making situations worse. He looks pleased when Asch blocks the strike and leaps back before unleashing a Demon Fang at him. Good thing he has no idea that Asch is all too familiar with that move...]

[dissonates]

[Demon Fang? Strange, that's one of Guy's artes. Asch doesn't give it a moment's thought, however, thrusting his sword into the ground to cast Guardian Field, summoning forth a shield to disperse the energy of the attack. It helped to refresh him a little, as well, since he'd already sparred with Guy and had been practicing all day.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Oho, this is going to be fun. Ratatosk isn't familiar with that arte, but the fact that Asch is able to use artes at all means this will be a more entertaining battle than he's had in a long time. Have a Havoc Strike aimed right at you, Asch. Let's see you block that one.]

[dissonates]

[There's one he knows. Asch is smart enough to know that Havoc Strike is difficult to block, so he dodges, twisting around to slash his sword towards his opponent's back as he lands.

How the hell does Ratatosk know these artes? Though Yuri had known artes he was familiar with as well... hm.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Good thing Ratatosk is fast or else he would've been sliced open pretty nicely there. As it is, it nicks him as he spins out of the way, and he hisses angrily.]

You bastard...

[If Havoc Strike didn't work, it's time to up the ante. Asch might've been able to dodge that, but a Converging Fury should be more difficult to avoid.]

[dissonates]

[Asch grits his teeth - Ratatosk is too fast, and it's impossible to get out of the way in time. The most he can do is block the strikes as best as he can, but a couple manage to break through, and he backs off a little, giving himself more room to move. Not giving Ratatosk a chance to attack again, he blocks the last strike and charges energy into his fist, lashing out at Ratatosk's face while his sword is still against Asch's.]

[knightofratatosk]

[A self-confident smirk spreads across Ratatosk's face once he sees that a couple of his strikes have managed to breach Asch's defenses. Yeah, now he's just getting cocky-- until Asch's fist almost manages to wipe that smirk off his face. Good thing he tilts his head to the side just in time to avoid it. In retaliation, he'll lash out with one foot, trying to sweep Asch's legs out from under him.]

[dissonates]

[He may have missed, but that doesn't mean he's done attacking. He grabs ahold of Ratatosk's scarf and sidesteps the foot, giving it a good hard yank. Maybe a moment on his ass would wipe that smirk off his face, too.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Aaaaand down he goes, landing right on that non-existent ass of his with a yelp. He always KNEW that outfit was stupid and this just proves it. He'll definitely be having a few words with Tenebrae later, but right now he's more focused on getting up. At least he didn't lose his grip on his sword-- now THAT would have been embarrassing.]

Damn you--!

[He lashes out in Asch's direction with a wide swipe.]

[dissonates]

[Too bad, Ratty; while you were on your ass, Asch had stepped back to get a bit of distance between them, and- lo and behold, he is casting a fonic arte. Have a nice, welcoming Thunder Blade heading towards the back of your head.]

[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.]

[dissonates]

[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.]

[dissonates]

[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.]

[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.

[dissonates]

[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.

[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.

[dissonates]

[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?