[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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[knightofratatosk]

[WHAT HOW DID YOU THAT ISN'T FAIR. But fair or not, Ratatosk is sent flying, only to land with a painful thud a few yards away. Is he down for the count? Only one way to find out, Asch.]

[dissonates]

[...Yeah, no. He made that mistake with Haseo and wound up paying for it, so he's going to wait and see if Ratatosk gets up. He'd rather not lose his feet by getting too close.]

[knightofratatosk]

[It takes a few moments, but Ratatosk does indeed get up-- and then immediately launches into a somewhat weakened version of Devil's Hellfire. Thanks for boosting his Overlimit too, Asch!]

[dissonates]

[.............................OW. Speaking of being sent flying. That one hurt worse than Luke's stupid Radiant Howl.]

[knightofratatosk]

[That Mystic Arte pretty much took the last of his energy out of him. Once he's completed it, he stands swaying for a moment before falling over.]

[dissonates]

[fff. Well, at least it ended the fight, even though Asch feels pretty shitty himself. He could really use a healer after that one.]

You bastard...

[knightofratatosk]

Same to you. What the hell was that?

[dissonates]

And why should I tell you anything? [Don't fall over, don't fall over...]

[knightofratatosk]

You bastard...

[He'd get up, but... ow. Just moving hurts.]

[dissonates]

Try being more original next time. [Aaaaand falling on his ass now. OW. Goddammit, that was so inelegant.]

[knightofratatosk]

At least I won.

[Arrogant much?]

[dissonates]

You call that a win? With you flat on your back like that?

[knightofratatosk]

You're not doing much better.

[dissonates]

I was still on my feet longer than you.

[knightofratatosk]

Not anymore you're not.

[dissonates]

So what? It still means you didn't win.

[knightofratatosk]

Maybe not, but you didn't win either.

[dissonates]

I wasn't the one boasting that I did.

[knightofratatosk]

Hmph.

[Going to be mature and ignore you now, Asch. :|]

[dissonates]

[That's fine, he'll just sit back and work on healing himself so he can go over there and kick you |D]

[knightofratatosk]

[He's trying the same thing. Too bad his Filial magic is still pretty fail.]

[dissonates]

[Asch doesn't have enough energy to heal more than a few injuries, but he'll be content with just enough of a boost to get him inside. Hopefully he could convince Tear to fix him up later.]

Tch. What a waste of time.

[knightofratatosk]

[Since no one in their right mind would want to heal Ratatosk, looks like he's stuck there until he can summon the strength to get back home.]

... you're not bad.

[dissonates]

[Asch would've healed him if it were Emil. :|]

'Not bad'? Ha. I don't need to hear that from someone flat on their back in the dirt.

[knightofratatosk]

And you're sitting on your ass in the dirt. I'd say that makes us about even.