[Voice]

[dissonates]

[There's a brief shuffle, and a strained gasp, before a voice speaks up. Someone's back from a little excursion with John. He doesn't have the energy to lock it.]

...Guy?

Some... help.

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[This means that John had intentionally dressed Asch in women's underwear.]

I guess that's his reward for giving you back your hyperresonance.

[dissonates]

[The very idea is beyond horrifying.]

How the hell is this a reward!?

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I'm not sure, but then again I'm not into that kind of thing.

But no harm done! I'm the only one who saw it, [and though he won't be forgetting it for a long, LONG time] and it's not like I'll be telling anybody else.

[dissonates]

[................]

But I'm going to be hearing about it later.

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Only if you want to.

[dissonates]

[You get a look, Guy. Because what do you think.]

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All right then, I guess that's settled. Let's just put that mess behind us now.

[dissonates]

[Asch mutters something reasonably agreeable and goes back to getting dressed. Uuuugh, what the hell, Malnosso.]

Weren't you getting tea?

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[...Asch you make this too easy.]

I was, but then I saw you crossdressing and then you exploded, so I took it back to the kitchen.

[dissonates]

[/SHRIEK]

I wasn't crossdressing!!

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Well, maybe not on purpose.

[dissonates]

I wasn't! It was forced on me!

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I'll go get your tea while you get dressed.

Preferably in clothes that suit you a little better.

[dissonates]

Guy!!

[HE KNOWS YOU'RE LAUGHING.]

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[HE'S ALSO LEAVING TO GET YOUR TEA, BRB]

[dissonates]

[AAAAAAARGH HE'S GONNA FLIP THE TABLE AT THIS RATE, GODDAMMIT]

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[Teasing Asch isn't exactly helping to calm him down, but it is distracting him from his hyperresonance problems.

...and it's hilarious.

So Guy returns with a smile on his face and a tray with soup and tea in his hands.]

[dissonates]

[In that time Asch has managed to get a pair of pants on, huzzah! And he's still pissed off, yep. Sulking on the bed now.]

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[Guy sets the tray on the nightstand, moving the lamp. Here you go, honey~]

[dissonates]

[STEW STEW STEW ohey stew. Soup. Close enough.

And this is about the time that Asch remembers he's hungry, because spending days underground is not good for one's health. And Guy makes good soup.]

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[And Asch is eating fine so that's good. Guy gives him some time to get that ravenous appetite sated before speaking.] Do you remember anything?

[dissonates]

[Predictably-] No. I don't even remember being taken away from here.

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Hm. [Guy doesn't really like that, but it's not like he can do anything about it.

He gestures to the bowl.] More?

[dissonates]

[Asch shakes his head, averting his gaze and clenching his hands into fists in his lap.]

...I should be grateful, shouldn't I.

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Screw that.