[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]

[Yes. Ice cream to fill my body and make it as cold as my blackened, frostbitten heart.]

Who the hell did you think I was talking to before you started bothering me?

[prismshards]

[ Well, hey. At least you have one. Before we never would have thought it possible. ]

...somebody else?

[dissonates]

[You're such a jerk, replica 8|]

And once again you prove how much of a defective brain you have.

[prismshards]

[ We learned from the best. B| ]

People sometimes have the same name, so quit talking about me like I'm merchandise!

[dissonates]

[...Not sure if we should be taking that as a compliment or not...]

Fine. You're Luke, and you're an idiot. Is that better?

[prismshards]

[ And that could be the whole point. Fu fu fu~ ]

That's not what I meant, but yeah, it is better. Maybe. Can't you call it 'inexperienced' though?

[dissonates]

[Curse you and your confusion attacks! Asch's weakness!]

That would be giving you too much credit.

[prismshards]

[ Hah! Why should Luke be the only one going "Huh?" ]

I'd like to take this opportunity to point out you're criticizing a seven-year-old. You're not winning points anymore by belittling me.

[dissonates]

[Well, they do share those stupid Fabre genes.]

....

[Well shit, he's got a point there. Not that he can really admit it, but.]

[prismshards]

[ Must have gotten them from the Duke. ]

Let's give ourselves a little credit. We don't have to fight, and we've gotten a lot better at being childish --and before you protest, yes, you have been! With good reason, I might add.

[dissonates]

[Most likely. Momma's not a Fabre and she's smarter than people think. |Db]

What, you want to start getting along now? Make friends and get all cozy? [Which is half of what he's got with the current Luke, but hey, who's admitting to that.]

[prismshards]

[ Mother is really the one running the household, after all. XD ]

Never said that. I'd settle for not bickering like a couple of spoiled siblings. [ He won't think less of you for not being such a stick in the mud, Asch. Promise. ]

[dissonates]

[She's got awesome-pants on under all those robes.]

Hmph.

[Which can be vaguely translated as "maybe." Possibly with a side order of "if you don't annoy me, which is unlikely."]

[prismshards]

[ And possibly a Fabre tamer hidden beneath her hat.

And we're very sort of possibly okay, not really that sorry, but you're getting a humongous hug about now. And cleverly pinning both arms down, we might add. ]

[dissonates]

[That woman is a genius.

Also kasjhdkjshfkjdf WHY IS THERE HUGGING, WHY IS A REPLICA HUGGING ME NOOOO CALM HAS BEEN DAMAGED.]

Wh-what the hell!? Replica, get off me!!

[prismshards]

[ Wowsers! Who knew that anyone in their right mind could go off like a massive fonic explosion from something as simple as a friendly hug? Unfortunately, the more he yells, the more the replica clings for dear life. WE LIKE BEING PSEUDO-ALIVE, OKAY?? ]

It's just a hug, Asch! Geez, take a chill pill and quit freaking out!

[dissonates]

[You're going to get an original beatdown in a minute, you.]

In case you hadn't figured it out, that's exactly what's pissing me off!

[He is an angry bitter rage machine and he does not like hugs, dammit. Not at all. Not one single itty bit. Really.]

[prismshards]

[ Okay, so perhaps he overstepped the friendly-boundary with his original by a step or two. Or ten. But it's the thought that counts, right? This is a Catch-22 if he'd ever been in one; Asch wants him to let go, but if he does that, Asch still might turn him into mincemeat. ]

D-do you promise not to beat the crap out of me?!

[ He'd believe that, except Natalia could probably get away with it. ]

[dissonates]

[The replica is using his head, oh my.]

The sooner you let go, the more likely it is that you'll survive.

[Yeah, she could. And Guy, too. And mom and dad. Okay maybe some hugs are acceptable. >_>]

[prismshards]

[ He tries! ...it's still a new experience for him. Letting go and jumping away now! ]

Truce! Truce! No harm, no foul, yeah?

[ Give it up, Asch. You like them. ♥ ]

[dissonates]

[So he's slightly less inexperienced now! Ohoho.]

...Fine, whatever. Just don't do it again.

[That depends on who he's getting it from.]

[prismshards]

[ ...not even going there. The replica has had his share of abuse for a while. Though having survived hugging Asch gives him a dangerous sense of accomplishment. That was scarier than facing Van! ]

You might not have liked it, but I thought it was pretty nice.

[ Point. He'd never want one from Dist, that's for sure. ]

[dissonates]

[Clearly you should have hugged him in Eldrant after you royally kicked his ass. He'd have been in a grand mood then.]

There was nothing nice about it.

[It was uncomfortable and annoying and asjdsksf. Also: ew, Dist hug. No.]

[prismshards]

[ If he had tried that, Asch would have ripped him a new one bare-handed and then Auldrant really would have been screwed. ]

It was warm.

[ A stark contrast to how the Asch he knew had last felt. See? Not so bad after all! ]

[dissonates]

[But it would have been kind of awesome. In a morbid Game Over way.]

What? That's a stupid thing to say.

[And Asch is a little clueless about the whole "I carried your corpse" thing.]