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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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[.....Right, right. The irritation fizzles, leaving Asch feeling embarrassed for not having recognized it again. Well, improvement doesn't appear overnight, right? He shifts a bit uncomfortably, not really sure of what to do now.]

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[Guy'll solve that little problem.] I'm gonna head inside. Are you hungry?

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[You and your problem solving, Guy |D Asch is relieved.] ...Yeah. I'll come, too.

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I'll make us some seafood.

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[Let's try this again.] You'll make me sick.

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Fine fine, chicken. [He'll just make seafood for himself, then.]

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I don't mind when we mix it together. [Someone was teasing a little.]

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You're a liar. You'll pick out all the seafood bits and make a disgusting mess on your plate.

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[PUFFING UP.] W-well it's better than making you eat chicken all the time, isn't it?

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Marginally. [Guy grins as he starts for the house.]

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[Asch reddens again and gives him a shove, torn between irritation and amusement.]

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[Guy laughs and stumbles, staggering back over to him to sling an arm around his shoulders and ruffle his bangs thoroughly. He was glad to have all that depressing talk behind them.]

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[Hair ruffling, auuuuugh. But it's Guy, so Asch just snorts faintly, fixing his bangs, and smiles a little as he follows Guy inside.]