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[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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[Asch looks up as well, watching him uncertainly.]

I think I understand. Not... completely, I know. Not the same way. But I don't blame you for hating him.

Not when I do too, sometimes.

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[Guy looks away at that.]

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[And Asch waits, worried, because he's not sure if he said the wrong thing or what. He knows he's terrible at this.]

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Thank you. [Guy doesn't turn to look at him, though.]

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[Asch opens his mouth, shuts it, and then looks down again, choosing instead to say nothing; he doubts there's anything he can say to make it better.]

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[After a moment Guy turns and casts a smile at Asch, throwing an arm around his shoulders and leaning closer.] Anyway, enough of this. If you'd still like to spar, I'm definitely up to it.

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[Asch blinks, surprised by the sudden attention, and glances sidelong at him.]

...You want to?

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Sure, now that you've got all that aggression out of your system. I'm tough but I'm not stupid.

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I-I wasn't going to try to hurt you or anything...!

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Not intentionally, but I know you. You put your heart into things, and if your heart is furious then inadvertently you'd be rougher than usual. It's fine.

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I... [Well, shit. He kind of is like that.] Sorry. We don't have to spar.

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Well, are you still angry? Because I'm fine with it now. I should probably practice against somebody who can't easily chop me up like butter before I go up against someone who could.

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[....And Asch definitely doesn't like the idea of anything happening to Guy, so-] ...Okay. [He stands, dusting himself off.]

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[Guy stands as well, stretching his arms and legs and back.]

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[One epic sparring scene later?]

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[Yeah, in which Guy ran around like a toddler on a sugar high and Asch either flung spells at him or waggled his blade in his face.]

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[Awesome. Asch is suitably winded, so it is time to sheath his sword and lean against a convenient tree. Spars are lovely.]

...Thanks.

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[BRB CATCHING BREATH]

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[...What? You hyperactive bunny. Stop running so much.]

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[Okay well dodging and running is what Guy does because when he takes a hit it does like QUADRUPLE DAMAGE because his defense stats blow.]

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[S'all good, Asch is like slowpoke.jpg.]

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That was pretty good. [Guy pulls himself to his feet, sliding the sheath back in his belt and the katana into place with a satisfying click.]

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[Asch nods slowly, brushing back his disheveled hair and pushing off the tree.] ...I feel a little better.

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I knew you would. You're one of those barbarians that feel better after swinging their club around a few times.

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I-I am not! I can be just as reasonable as you!