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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.

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

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Just be quiet already!!

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

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[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Well, this is a surprise. She didn't think he could do it. But she takes a sip, and is pleased to find that it's actually pretty good.]

Ah, thanks. Think I needed that.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Attempt is failing there, Asch.]

I'm surprised you're working instead of drinking.

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[This may come as a surprise, but-] I don't like alcohol much.

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[Damn right it's good. Asch had a good teacher. ...Even if he doesn't know it.]

I didn't expect you to be a drinker.

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[....] Nevermind. It's a song from my world.

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Err, sorry about that. I was just curious.

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[Asch refills her glass, fine, just fine. And then goes back to ignoring her, because HELLO DIST, HE HATES YOU. In case you missed the memo.]

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[Asch just shrugs. What does it matter to him if she asks questions?]

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... Going to try the next one then. Let's see, how does Rem's Blessing go again?]

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[Asch'll watch. As far as students go, she's not bad. You know, despite him not taking students. Ever.]

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[She's clearly enjoying herself too much, though good thing she's not experimenting as she's wont to do. Tada!]

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[Once she's done, Asch takes an experimental sip of it. ...Hmmm.]

It's acceptable.

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Better than nothing. You're pretty good at giving instructions.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

{This strikes her as incredibly amusing, and she will successfully keep that out of her expression. Because she has some empathy, here.] Well, what do you like doing?

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm not! Or at least, not often~ But I guess that's the Colonel's influence on me, maybe. And I think these past few days warrant a drink or two, you know? It's been pretty crazy.

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I'm used to giving orders. This isn't all that different.

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...Mm. [Asch can't deny that. He's felt the urge to get ridiculously drunk and forget all of this bullshit. Stupid Malnosso, screwing with his reality.

...You know what, screw it. He's getting himself some shots.]

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[...Actually-] ...There isn't much I enjoy. Just living day by day is enough.

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Are you some sort of soldier?

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Oh, shots! Anise watches with mild interest.]

Normally I'd say that isn't good for you, but... [She ponders.] Maybe I'll join you for a shot or two, later~ If you're up to sharing those, of course.

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I used to be.

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[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[She chuckles.] That's pretty cool. What rank?

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I don't really care. [He's already considering abandoning the bar to indulge himself; he's endured the demands of other patrons all day, but after Guy's theatrics he'd lost the incentive to bother. At least Luke's finally quiet.

...Though his offer to host drinks himself isn't exactly wise, either.]

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

I'll take that as a yes, then!

[She sips her margarita quietly for a bit, eying him curiously. He made it clear earlier that he didn't want to talk about it, but maybe the alcohol would loosen his tongue a little. She'd wait and see.]

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...Locrian-Colonel, Commander of Special Operations division, one of the God-Generals of the Oracle Knights. [He says this so plain-faced, like he's done it a hundred times before.]