dissonates | [Action / ...sort of Voice] forward-dated to morning

[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.]

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Coffee has nothing to do with my hyperresonance. It's lack of control, not lack of sleep.

I was trying to artfully segue into the topic, but since you'd rather skip ahead.

Is it better, at least?

[Asch snorts faintly.]

A few hours ago I would have said yes. [He gestures to the gaping hole in the roof.]

[That probably would be too much to ask.

She'll say this by jumping him.

... To wrestle. That's all. :| ]

[SHE DIDN'T ASK FOR YOUR OPINION. B|]

Sh-Shush! I told you it's really hard!! [She huffs and tries again, with the same results. And again, and again. After the fifth or so try, she flops onto her rear and huffs.] Guess I still need to work on it...

I just didn't want you to get hurt, that's all.

You could have put a hole into our roof that way!

Boo, I'm not just here to harass you! [sure it's a perk and might even be the primary reason she's here at all, but] Why's it so hard to believe that I might be worried about you?

Maybe if I did you'd have something to do besides harass me.

[A snarky remark is on his lips almost before he can stop it, but by some miracle he holds it back. It was nice of her to try, at least, even though she accomplished nothing. Instead, he waves it off.]

Forget about it. This is my problem.

[sahjkdhjsfjs AAAHH DOG ATTACK SHOVE SHOVE SHOVE]

You're one of the replica's friends, why else?

I've never been hurt by a hyperresonance. It doesn't work that way.

[YOU CAN'T BEAT A GOD ASCH

SHOVE SHOVE SHOVE but my goodness her tail is wagging hard]

[ Usopp doesn't think the roof could take it. ]

We're not harassing you, we didn't even talk to you. [ >__> ]

[SHOVE SHOVE SHOVE GODDAMMIT SHE'S TOO FAT

Uuuugh. You're tiring him out already, mutt, so maybe you win. But at least you're happy...]

But you could get hurt if you blow a hole in the ceiling and it collapses on you.

[She gives the angry redhead a look, and if her were her size - or were wielding a magnifying glass - he would have seen her pout. She also bites back a bit of a nasty retort, and instead leaps tenderly onto the back of his hand, inspecting the damage.

...Ouch.]

You should take a break, though. Or wait until tomorrow. The damage should be gone by then, I think.

It was a simple observation, really. You do live next door, after all! How could we not talk amongst ourselves about it?

...That's not going to happen. [A valid claim, perhaps, but he can't imagine having to explain such a stupid injury - or worse, death - so he'll just pretend it's not possible. Yyyyep.]

How about you try "observing" how annoyed I am and go away.

[jksfhjdf embarrassed. He jerks his hand back- she can bounce off or something, he's not worried about that. He's more interested in what she just said.]

What are you talking about?

[Well, even though she could have easily bounced off his hand, and she wasn't falling from too great a height, having Asch jerk his hand back so suddenly was like the equivalent of having a rug pulled from under her feet. Miyabi topples over with a yelp of surprise and lands on her rear.

The glare she gives him - and how hot and red her aura becomes - could have burned holes through his head, or the roof. Instead, she takes to answering his question, though with a bit of a bite.]

The houses fix themselves the next day. I think... Well, considering my friends' house was always blown up for some other reason, and was fixed the next day, I...I guess they fix themselves, right?

Edited 2010-06-25 22:27 (UTC)

You don't have to be such a jerk about it. [ >_____> ]

Oh. That's good, at least.

[You just keep on living in your fantasy world there, Asch. 8|]

Page 8 of 11

[Action / ...sort of Voice] forward-dated to morning

no subject

no subject

no subject

[Action]

[Action]

[Voice]

[ Action ]

[Voice]

[ Action ]

[Action]

[Action]

[Voice]

[Voice]

[Action]

[ Action ]

[Action]

[Voice]

[Action]

[ Action ]

[Voice]

[ Action ]

[Action]

[Action] - wow, my fail was enormous in this tag.

[ Action ]

[Voice]