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[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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[...Well, actually-] It wasn't hyperresonance.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It wasn't? Then what was it?

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I was trying to channel the spirits together and create one artificially, using the Key of Lorelei.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

...why?

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...You wouldn't understand.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

...no. I guess I wouldn't.

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[Asch can't respond to that. He just knows his answer will probably earn him some sort of scolding lecture.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[You shouldn't assume things, Asch. D|] Well...regardless, maybe some more information would be useful before you try it again. I'll snoop around for what I can find.

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[Isn't that kind of what he does best?] ...You don't have to do that.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Why not? Not like I've got anything better to do.

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[Asch can think of plenty of better things Guy could be doing, but for once he's not in the mood to be argumentative, so he shrugs, shifting slightly and sipping at his tea again. Why does he have to be so pre-programmed to refuse help?]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Then I'll start asking around in a bit.

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[Asch pauses for a moment, thinking.] ...Don't tell the replica.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

He'll probably find out anyway.

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He won't if no one tells him.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

I won't tell him, but he'll find out. Especially since it's you.

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Then I'll make sure that he doesn't find out from me.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

All right, suit yourself. [Guy collects their empty tea mugs and stands.]

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...Guy... [Asch trails off, shaking his head, and lies back down, rolling towards the wall and tugging the covers over himself. Arguing further would be pointless.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy watches his back for a minute before reaching over and patting his shoulder.] Call me if you need me.

[As he heads into the kitchen, he sighs; this is most likely just one of those things he'll have to let Asch figure out for himself. ...not that he really knows what's going on, either.]