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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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[You're a terrible, terrible person, Miyabi.]

I've already been in someone else's shoes. I'm not interested in repeating it. It's not fun, either!

[Shut up and eat your riceball.

Miyabi blinks, stopping in her journey to find a teapot. She was still carrying the tealeaves, too.] Oh? What do you mean? Hehe, and it can be lots of fun if you make it so! You learn so much more and gain knowledge and wisdom, and experience the life of another. It was fun being big when I was, but I couldn't do things I like when I'm small - like fly. It was scary at frst, but I think I got used to it.

...So long as the birds don't try to eat me.

[HE HASN'T MADE THEM YET 8| Speaking of which, he'll focus on that since he loathes where this conversation going. Since it's his job to murder enthusiasm and bury it ten feet under.]

It isn't fun when it's your life being stolen.

[GOD, YOU'RE SO SLOW, ASCH. NO TIP. B| ...Killjoy. Miyabi's smile drops to one of confusion and concern. She puts the tealeaves down on the counter and hops over to Asch, leaping up his arm and onto his shoulder to speak with him better.]

It was an experiment, wasn't it? Did something bad happen? ...Uhm, I'm sorry...for bringing it up.

[Asch's expression hardens at that, crushing a riceball together rather vehemently.]

Forget it. It's no one's business.

Friends tend to make it their business.

[She wasn't being forceful, or pushy, just honest. If Asch chose to tell her or not, it was his decision. For now, though, she'll just sit on his shoulder and watch him ~~mutilate~~ prepare that particular riceball.]

[Asch slaughters the hell out of another riceball, remaining silent for the moment. This isn't a story easily won out of him.]

[The silence that persists is long and heavy, only broken by a quiet sigh and sudden and odd demand from the poncle.]

Hold out your arm and pull back the sleeve.

[....]

Excuse me?

Please?

[Sigh, fine. You better not do anything weird.]

[And down, down, down she leaps, landing daintily on Asch's arm. Miyabi hums in thought and kneels, taking out her brush and painting something on his exposed skin:

信頼感]

[......

Miyabi, that may be considered weird.]

What's that? [And why is it on my arm.]

[...Next time she's drawing on his face. B|]

Shinrai. It means 'trust' in my language. ...You can wash it off if you don't like it.

[...Trust...? She trusts him? Wants him to trust her...?

He doesn't really know what to say to that, gazing down at the letters and pressing his fingers against the skin beneath it. Trust...

Who does he trust?]

[Miyabi smiles up at Asch, though she does note the change in his demeanor easily. Aahh...she didn't mean to make him sad! She was trying to do the opposite!! Asch, you're a hard nut to crack, seriously.]

Asch. [When he looks down, she'll put on a smile and hop up and down a few times, her aura glowing bright.] Smile!

[jkshjkdsf. It's not quite a smile, but he reddens and relaxes ever so slightly.]

Y-you can't just tell people to smile!

[She'll take it. It's better than him moping, at the very least. Also ignoring his words completely, lalala~]

I bet you look really nice when you smile!

[Auuuuugh dammit you're a pest B|]

Shut up! It's not happening!

[She grins, much happier he's not sulking, even if he was now irritated. She hops over to some of those cut vegetables and digs in. Between bites--]

What are you afraid of? I bet you'd feel better, and others would be happy if you smiled more, too.

...Who said I was afraid of anything? I'm not. I have no reason to be! [/bitch bitch bitch rage rage rage.]

All right then, you don't have to smile. [She smiles and takes another careful chomp of the log sized vegetable slice in her hands.] Just tell me what happened to your house, if you weren't attacked.

[Muahaha~]

[Asch glances reluctantly to the side, sighing inwardly. She knows how persistent certain people can get... dammit.] I'll try. [Which is the best she's going to get, since he's so out of control right now. reaching towards the scraps left over from when he'd been cutting the vegetables, he lets his hand hover over them and tries to call out his hyperresonance. It's slow, and very weakened, but after a moment of faintly glowing light, the scraps dissipate into nothing.]

[...Well, damn.]

[Quickly dropping her snack to scurry over to where the scraps used to be, the poncle bounces around the plate, onto it, and over it.]

H-How in the world did you do that?! Was it magic? Where did they go?

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