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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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I thought he did, too, but looks like he's forgotten.

[It's a bit odd, being petted by a poltergeist or whatever Luke's become, but he still leans up into it with a contented sound and a wagging tail. Pettings are nice no matter who they come from! But just because he doesn't talk doesn't mean he can't think, and thus Luke might be able to hear his thoughts leaking over now that he's touching him. "What happened to him?" In a clear male voice at that.]

[This is just your average everyday soldier of the opposing team coming into the bar. She raises her eyebrows a fraction at the sight of Asch manning the drinks, and grins at the way he talks to himself.]

If you're not too busy?

[It's not exactly a substantial petting, since Luke has no physical body, but he tries his best. After a moment of message-sharing, Asch gives them both a puzzled look.]

...Ammy's not a boy.

[Oh geez, he's just a walk-in theater attraction at this point, isn't he? He's just going to give up on keeping any semblance of dignity. Oi.]

Rrgh.

I'd like a drink. The usual, please.

[Of course she knows Asch is new.]

[Even metaphorical petting is nice! But now Tai has to blink, then lean his head over to give Asch an equally puzzled expression... as much as a wolf can give, anyway. Who is this Ammy person, anyway? A lot of people have been saying that name when they talk to him!]

[Shut up, Asch, Dist makes an oddly hot chick. ~~Probably because he's so girly already.~~ Dist sees Asch staring however, and huffs in irritation.]

It's impolite to stare, boy. [And just plain nasty. What are you, like...17? Gross.] Now go fetch that other boy. Guy, I believe his name was. I have to speak with him. Is he here?

[Oh hey, it's Asch, one of the few humans that Ratatosk can tolerate. Doesn't mean he's going to go say hi, though.

... but then he notices Asch's derpy spirit caboose, and now he stops and just stares. He's gotta be seeing things.]

[He's staring because he's SO GODDAMN HORRIFIED, IS THAT SERIOUSLY DIST

He can't even rely on Luke for help, because he's gawking just as badly!

....

Yeah he's not coherent yet. What the fuck what the fuck, Luceti.]

[This look, Nephry. This look. Tell him what you want or you get nothing.]

[If he's seeing things, he has a very active imagination, because Asch is now smacking the air where Luke hovers, the ghostly replica flinching as if he's actually getting hit, though Asch's hand just passes through him.]

[Why are you looking at him like that, Ammy. Clearly there's something wrong with this dreck.

No, really, it's a boy! ...Really.]

...What the hell is wrong with everyone today!?

The house special. [That drink one of you invented not long ago.]

...

[POOF

Would this help?]

[.....HOLY SHIT]

What the hell!?

[...He doesn't remember inventing it ffff.]

Can you be more specific?

[... Squishy he's always been able to do this don't give him that bull.]

[Hey, Asch. It's another B| faced redhead coming to bother you at the bar. He doesn't actually care about that freak-out, you can yell at empty air as much as you want as long as someone brings him a drink. Sigmund doesn't judge.

Yes, this stare means now.]

Neither you nor Guy has ever revealed the recipe.

[And have a 8| faced redhead while you're at it. Nami's spending much of her time propping up the bar this week, and is just ... staring at you. ~~Kinda how they met, really.~~ Seriously, Asch? Talking to thin air?

...well, at least you're not a girl.]

[Dist glares at Asch, then just waves her hand and goes to look herself. Ugh, whatever...she can't count on incompetent fools to do anything. Brb while she goes to look behind the counter for Guy if hewas there. Even though she considered the man an enemy, she still had to thank him for helping Nephry during the earthquake.]

Memory problems? [That might confirm what she suspected, but not exactly tell her what kind of experiment this is.]

Mind if I ask you something?

I didn't kick you out of the house, just my room. You were welcome to sleep down the hall. [Guy fishes out a bottle of what had been his favorite and just pours a glass of that instead of mixing something as he usually would.] If you left it was because you were being huffy.

[Okay, THAT warrants a response.]

... what the hell are you doing?

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