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[dissonates]

[Early in the morning, Asch is by the section of trees close to the river outside House 5, standing in the snow in just his uniform, holding the Key of Lorelei. He seems fixated on whatever it is he's doing, namely holding the Key tip-down into the snow, both hands on the end of the hilt, eyes closed as he focuses. Every few moments you might catch a slight glow around him, little more than a flicker before it fades.

Talk, harass, troll, lurk? He's open for bothering, though he won't like it. |D]

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[dissonates]

[It's short-lived, since the persistent failures are weighing on him. Before long he curses under his breath and pushes aside the Key, crouching down to check the snow.]

[dissonates]

[Good luck to her, then, because the answer isn't one she can get just by watching. Meanwhile he's still flickering on and off like a dying light bulb.]

[dissonates]

[Asch shifts slightly, looking away again.] You wouldn't understand even if I told you.

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

Try me.

[dissonates]

[Fine, if you want to be that way.] I'm trying to hyperresonate.

[evil-for-fun.livejournal.com]

[That just means she'll have to come up with an explanation herself. Though she'll keep watching until he's finished, since she's never seen someone flicker before.]

[silversnowfall]

[it's more than she could do. She won't interrupt him, but she won't go out of her way not to be noticed, either]

[dissonates]

[Oh, this'll be good. After a while he opts to stop for a breather, bending down in the snow, still gripping the sword.]

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

... I think I remember Luke mentioning that before, but I don't think I ever asked about it. What does it do?

[evil-for-fun.livejournal.com]

[Now what's he doing?! Why did he stop flickering?! She leans out from behind the tree more to get a better look.]

[dissonates]

[Well, he's not the leader of special ops for nothing. Before long he looks over his shoulder to shoot her a wary look. Clearly he ought to have done this in the back, though he needed the river.]

[belovedoujo.livejournal.com]

[ Well, that's not odd at all. Natalia approaches. ]

Asch? What are you doing?

[silversnowfall]

[she just gives him a soft smile]

I apologize if I interrupted you.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Nothing really.

Wondering what you were doing.

[dissonates]

["I told you you wouldn't understand." No, Asch, don't say that.] It deconstructs and reconstructs matter.

[dissonates]

[Asch pauses before responding, pulling the Key out of the dirt.] You didn't.

[dissonates]

That much should be obvious. [What with the glowing and the Key and all.]

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

... That's pretty neat.

[silversnowfall]

Is it all right if I ask what kind of arte that was?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Well, I figured it out now.

[dissonates]

[He looks back at her, lips pursing slightly before turning back to the ground.]

...It's nothing. Don't worry about it.

[You might have to fight for it, Natalia.]

[dissonates]

[The movement catches his eye, and since it's an unfamiliar face he whips around, stretching out the blade towards her.] Who's hiding!?

[dissonates]

Only when it works. [Which it isn't.]

[dissonates]

It wasn't an arte at all. It was a failed attempt.

[dissonates]

Then why are you still here? [Someone's a little testy.]