[Accidental Voice]

[dissonates]

[There's two voices- one is obviously Asch, and the other is too muffled to hear.]

-ing out to investigate. I told Natalia to stay inside; you should do the same.

[A pause.]

...I am not sick. I already rested enough.

[Pause.]

I'm not a kid, so stop acting like my mother.

[...]

Wh- you are not "as good as she is", shut up!

[Pause.]

Goddammit, Guy.

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[dissonates]

[Daath has a tendency to suck the life out of people. D|

And Asch isn't happy with that answer.]

[prismshards]

[ Damned religious cities. XO

Serves him right for being more prickly than a bloody cactus. Luke will be off sulking now. ]

[dissonates]

[Indeed.

And Asch is just happy to be unbothered for the first time in FOREVER.]

[prismshards]

[ Enjoy it while you can, forehead dreck. Luke gets bored quickly. ]

[dissonates]

[He'd better get bored really quick, because Asch is bailing while he can.]

[prismshards]

[ Hey-- That's so mean of you, Asch! Your replica shows a little appreciation and you make like a chicken and run?! ]

[dissonates]

[Appreciation by saying something weird and then saying he wouldn't get it? B|]

[prismshards]

[ You can't blame him when the usual response to his opinion or feelings is something along the lines of "that's stupid". BP Don't make Luke tackle your sorry ass. ]

[dissonates]

[Asch can totally blame him because it's Asch and blaming the replica is what he does. :| And there's no way in hell that he's cooperating.]

[prismshards]

[ TRUE. Asch has a lifetime pass to abuse his replica. Who decides to risk life, limb, and eardrums by throwing himself onto Asch's back. Piggyback revenge! ]

[dissonates]

[Luke you are quite possibly the dumbest replica ever. Cue Asch staggering forward and smacking right into a wall. |Db]

[prismshards]

[ O-oh bother. THAT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN. Maybe he can just play puppeteer from his original's back and keep him from getting hurt further?? D8 ]

[dissonates]

[OW NOT IN THE FACE. Asch turns and leans back against the wall, supporting himself and squishing Luke at the same time.]

What the hell are you doing!?

[prismshards]

[ YOU DON'T USE IT. GACK! Replica sandwiches are not fun things to be. He flails about from side to side, shoving Asch's shoulders in hopes of getting free. ]

Not-- breathing--!

[dissonates]

[HE USES IT PLENTY Well, in that case, Asch just stays put and gives Luke a taste of his own medicine.]

Let go of me first!

[prismshards]

[ KEEPS IT UP HIS ASS And he's never smothered Asch yet! Just wait until Luke tells everyone Asch pinned him to the wall and took his breath away. ]

Move first!

[ Otherwise he's just going to cling for dear replicated life. ]

[dissonates]

[NOOOOOO There will be some blood spilled that day, for sure. Asch adds some pressure in the meantime.]

No!

[prismshards]

[ SOMEBODY ELSE'S ASS? It'd be completely innocent on Luke's part. He coughs, most likely onto Asch's neck. ]

Off!

[dissonates]

[WHY DOES IT HAVE TO INVOLVE ASSES Ewww, gross. Asch jerks away from the wall, grabbing Luke's arms and yanking them off himself in the hopes that he'll just drop right off.]

That's disgusting!

[prismshards]

[ HE SURE IS A PAIN IN LUKE'S. AND HIS NAME IS ASS Which Luke does, falling back into the wall and still coughing from having the air pressed out of him. ]

S-sorry...

[dissonates]

[HIS NAME IS ASCH GET IT RIGHT DRECK Asch huffs quietly for a moment, then glances over his shoulder, torn between annoyance and... well, something else rather difficult to read.]

...Why didn't you just let go?

[prismshards]

[ ASCHLEY~ He makes a feeble gesture with a hand, the other acting as a support while he climbs back to his feet. It's surprising that he didn't get nailed for that stunt. ]

Couldn't. My arms were stuck...

[dissonates]

[IT WOULD BE LUKE IF SOMEONE HADN'T STOLEN IT Luke already getting hurt is enough punishment for now, so he steps back as he gets up.]

Then you should have said so.

[prismshards]

[ IT WAS GIVEN TO HIM, FOREHEAD DRECK After brushing off his clothes and straightening himself out, Luke offers him a lopsided grin. ]

Didn't think of that.

[dissonates]

[STOLEN. STOOOOOLEEEEEEEN Asch scoffs and looks away.]

I think you know my response to that.