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[So Asch's hyperresonance has been giving him issues since his return, which has made for some interesting new decor in house #5 - like the hole in his bedroom, giving him a nice view of the hallway - but he's been slowly getting it back, at least to the point where it's been manageable. But every now and then he has these little bursts, for various reasons. Like this morning, when he gets up to make coffee. Gets coffee grinds in his face. Sneezes.

And subsequently blasts a massive hole through the roof of house #5. Oops?

Thus, within a few hours, Asch is up on the roof with some materials, banging away at making something of a repair with his grand construction skills. That is to say, he's pretty much making a mess into a bigger mess. ...Not to mention completely failing to realize that houses regenerate when damaged. AWESOME LOGIC IS GO!

His journal's in his belt, so a particularly clumsy swing and bump of the arm ends up recording a few loud bangs and a stream of cussing worthy of the sailor.]

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Yeah, I think that's what he's going for. [ Man. ]

How long do you think it'll take to fix that if he keeps going?

[Of course he is. Stop staring at it. You can't have it.

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....

Oh fine, >:| But don't ask for more.]

[BANG. By the time he gets around to answering Emil he's significantly less tolerant.]

What do you want!?

[Sure, it's probably the last thing that Cap'n Grumpy Gus needs but she'll offer anyway.]

Do you need a first-aid kit?

Maah. We should just hope for his sake that it doesn't rain anytime soon.

It doesn't sound fine to me! You're sounding a little bit more of a grouchyface today, after all~

...Having some problems?

Who are you calling pipsqueak, Squishy? B| Moving closer once the hammer is put down, she breathes out a great sigh of relief.]

Oh. Thank goodness... Then what-- [Wait! Broken thing! She could practice Rejuvenation on his roof!! It'd be great training, and what's the least that could happen? Her ink would only disappear if it failed.]

Uhm...may I try something? I can repair it insantly if it works. Even if I haven't mastered this skill at all.

[Oh Asch, that's like asking the sun to stop shining. Mmmmmmmm, meat. ♥ Of course, it's pretty much gone in seconds. She won't "ask" again, though, just stare up at the hole again. She's seriously wondering what happened to it.]

[He lifts a brow, puzzled, but shifts back anyway. This sounds somewhat familiar.]

What are you talking about?

[She's probably going to keep whining about it, too, if he doesn't respond. Decisions, decisions...]

It was an accident- something I did. Don't concern yourself with it.

[BANG. BANG. BANG. He's determined to drown you guys out but seriously guys, SERIOUSLY, CAN YOU NOT SEE YOU ARE IMPEDING PROGRESS HERE.

He's also apparently determined not to explode. He may or may not succeed.]

Give me one reason why I should give a damn about what you think.

[Oh lordy, Selphie, think twice.]

I just need people to leave me alone!

And why would that be anyone's business but mine?

[Oh good grief, what a grouch!]

Okay, okay. Sorry I asked... Just... be careful.

[ Pshaw, progress is relative. ]

I could always let him borrow a tarp if it does, wouldn't want all their stuff getting wet.

That would be the neighborly thing to do. Do we have one big enough for it?

I-I'm sorry, I heard a bang and then you cursing, and... I wanted to make sure you weren't hurt or anything...!

[Oooh. ... Well then, she'll tilt her head towards it with an "Aroo?". Want her to fix it?]

Because you're broadcasting it all over the journals like it's everyone's business.

[What? No. This is man's work. It's important that he get it done soon. Without any help, because awesome do-it-yourself-ers don't ask for help.

...YES HE IS A DO-IT-YOURSELF-ER SHUT UP]

What?

[OH MY GOD SHUT UP DOWN THERE, HE CANNOT WORK WITH YOU SUBTLY MOCKING HIS EVERY MOVE. YOU. YOU. YOOOOUUUUUU.

...

And that's about the time when a loose board gets flung in their direction. Think fast.]

[SEEEEEEEETHE.]

I'm fine, nothing's wrong. It's just a lot of pointless noise.

Hmph. Why should you care?

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