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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.

[....]

Just be quiet already!!

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

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[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Yes, well. That reaction alone means she will wisely decide not to impart that little piece of information. Though she's curious, now.]

Why is it impossible? Don't you get on?

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Guy hates me. [He says this like EVERYONE should know it. And while it's kind of depressing - since he's never hated Guy - it's a fact of life.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...ouch. And she's heard that before, too.]

Why?

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[Huh, that surprises him. He thought they were closer than that.] You're his friend. He hasn't told you?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

He started to. I didn't want to pry at the time.

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Hm. [Normally Asch would keep quiet, but Guy's already made him angry and thrown him out, and he doesn't feel like being fair about anything. He tries to stay as neutral as possible about it; it's still something of a sore spot.]

My father killed his family. Killing me is part of his big revenge plan.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...well, shit. Guy said he'd hated Asch; she hadn't thought it would go that far. Excuse the speechless silence there for a bit... because she's wondering how much of that is fact from normal points of view.]

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[Asch isn't really inclined to continue without prompting - or even with it, really depends on his mood - so he remains silent, moving to wash out a glass.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...huh.]

Luceti's messed with both of you. [She's not about to tell you that you're sleeping with each other, but...] He certainly didn't hate you last week.

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How do you know that? He's never told me he changed his mind.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

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

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

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

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

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...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.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

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

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

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Making a mental note to keep an ear out here, then. :|] I'm assuming one of you has left house five for now.

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Obviously. [He's trying not to radiate misery here, considering he's been kicked out of his own damn house.]

[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.

[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?

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

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

...seriously?

That's--

[--sad. But then, maybe that's not usually the case. Maybe.]

That's a shame. Maybe you should find a hobby.

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...I wouldn't even know where to start.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Uh. Well. Do you like the water? You could try sailing or something. And it gets you far out of the village.