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[After getting violently ejected from his own house, Asch has set up temporary shop in Good Spirits until he figures out where to go (and whether or not to try and evict Guy and get his house back). Since Guy apparently hit his head and can't even remember working there, Asch is hoping that the bar will be the last place he'll have to worry about running into Guy again. And it's not like dealing with the shop is particularly hard; all you have to do is pour drinks and listen to people's griping, and what good is a replica if he can't do that in Asch's place? ...The listening part, anyway. Floating glasses of alcohol might give people the wrong idea.

So in short, Asch will be doing two things today: shopping and carrying groceries back to the bar to stock up, or hanging out in the bar and trying not to attempt to murder his invisible companion. Stupid drecks and their attempts at impressing him. He's not really used to being around a lot of people, so he easily forgets that he's the only one who can see Luke. Thus:]

I already told you to keep your feet on the ground. You could at least pretend to be normal.

[....]

Shut up! Stop doing that, I don't need help.

[....]

Just be quiet already!!

[...Yeah he's a little crazy in public this week.]

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You told me that he was an aggregate of fonons. The last time I remember seeing him, he was a normal human just like you. So what happened?

He's always been an aggregate of fonons. That's what replicas are.

[She's surprisingly attentive, taking note of this for future use in case she wanted to make her own drinks.]

Not that you remember, anyway. You've been here long enough. You know how the Malnosso love to mess with your head, right?

[LICK LICK LICK ALL OVER THE FACE

YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT]

[Blink blink.] ...So you're saying he doesn't hate me?

[UGH NOOOOOO SHOVING

...well. Shoving gently, he's not trying to break Tai's neck here.]

G-get off, that's disgusting...!

[After a moment or so, Asch slides over an amber-coloured drink with the center as red as a volcano.] Efreet's Inferno.

I didn't know there were drinks like this. [She said, staring at it. It sure beats the regular one-colored effect of soda.] What else are there?

[Well. She is pretty. And still worshipful. And flirtatious. But Edward. But pretty and flirtatious. Sigmund is staring into his drink with a frown. Beer, why don't you ever give him the answer to all of life's quandaries instead of just getting him in trouble?]

...She is [disturbingly sexy] attractive.

[YOUR SHOVING IS NO MATCH AGAINST MY MIGHTY TONGUE

Buuut eventually Tai does get off and prance back to Luke. That's the way you get Squishy involved in things, boy.]

[Dist takes the drink without a single word of thanks, and takes a testing sip. Hm, not bad as all. She takes another, longer one, before setting her drink down to look closely at the redhead. If he won't answer how he was feeling, then--]

...How have you been, Asch? [Take that how you want.] Faring well these past few weeks?

I can't speak for this week. This week, everything's crazy. But usually he doesn't, no.

Every world must have their own drinks. [He mixes another, a creamy-white mixture of alcoholic froth.] Rem's Blessing, I think. Something like that, anyway.

You're pretty good for someone who's just filling in.

[Uuuuuugh. Now Asch has to wash his face and get all that wolf slobber off and bleeeeh. Nasty.]

Why don't you go play outside or something? The replica can toss a ball around. [Get out of my haaair.]

I'm fine. Perfectly healthy. Now shut up about it. [And true to his word, he is healthy, in this AU.]

But he wasn't transparent like that last time.

Huh. Most people say I'm like, fourteen. [She shrugs.]

Well anyway, since I'm here and older than any of you remember... What kinda drinks can you make?

[Asch shrugs.] Then like I said, enjoy it. Take what you can get in this place.

...Hm. I'll believe it when I see it. [He really can't help but doubt, because wtf, Guy not hating him? That'll be the day.]

You're not likely to kill each other here, are you?

Stubborn boy... [Dist grumbles and takes another sip of her drink.] One day you're going to regret not asking for my help, you realize. And I won't lift a finger to aid you, Asch!

[Asch actually looks uncomfortable for a moment before he masks it.] ...I have no intention of killing him.

Just because I'm replacing someone doesn't mean I'm- [Asch stops there, disliking the way that sounds already.]

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