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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'm just trying to figure out why the hell you're so angry. [God, is he this contrary with everyone? Gives a man some new perspective, that's for sure.]

[Guy's eyes snap straight to Asch's face and he freezes, the glass halfway to his mouth. Then he sets it down on the counter, folds his arms and leans against it.]

You're the last person alive I'd ever expect to say something like that to me.

But you know better. God Generals don't discuss their pasts. So it's none of your business.

Edited 2010-08-18 13:52 (UTC)

[Visibly startled by Guy's reaction, Asch bites back an angry retort and lowers his gaze, feeling oddly scolded. There's something very wrong about this whole situation, but he can't figure out why, nor could he explain it. Not that he would, anyway. Not with Guy. ...This Guy, anyway.]

So you're a God-General. [He pauses, and then,] ...Gailardia.

You don't remember.

[Figures. Guy picks up his drink again and finishes it off.]

It happened differently, where I'm from. You worked in Fabre Manor instead.

What do you mean, where you're from? You're from Auldrant.

Well obviously it's a different Auldrant, or it would have the same history as yours!

Or you're confused, because I'm pretty sure I'd know what happened to me.

And I have a full set of memories, years worth, of you working at the manor before I was even kidnapped. I didn't just make it all up.

Then somebody did.

I wouldn't set foot in Baticul if my life depended on it.

[Asch glances over at him again, then away.] You did it for revenge.

Oh? What revenge would that be?

[Wait, does that mean this Guy isn't out to get revenge?] ...Killing me.

...just you?

That's the only part of it that I knew. If you planned to kill my father, Van never mentioned it.

You and your father wouldn't make up for what happened. Two lives for my entire household? Don't make me laugh.

...I never said it was enough. Don't put words in my mouth. [This is too surreal. He doesn't even know what he wants to do- keep trying to get answers, leave Guy alone, or just get out as soon as possible. He's never seen Guy so bitter.]

That's insulting.

[Guy's fingers squeeze his glass as he glares at Asch, obviously bothered now that they're talking about it but unwilling to shut up because of the sheer injustice of the insinuation.]

You-

Are you all right with Auldrant as it is? With a Score that tells parents to kill their children, that tells kings to abandon their people?

[Asch scowls, arms crossing.] And killing everyone and replacing them with mindless replicas is somehow better?

[Guy blinks; you've been breaking his train of thought a lot lately, Asch.]

What are you talking about?

Aren't you following Van? Because that's what he planned to do. Destroying the Score isn't enough for him; he has to destroy all memory of it, too.

[Guy scowls and sets his glass down on the counter.]

That's not true. He wants to abolish the Score and have Malkuth and Kimlasca pay for the Hod Massacre.

And as long as the people of Auldrant are still alive, the Score can never be destroyed. I'm not surprised if he didn't tell you.

That's not true. [Guy slaps his hand atop the counter to accentuate his point.] Van wouldn't lie to me. He told me the truth about what the Score said about Hod, about Malkuth and everything. He wouldn't lie to me, not about this.

Whatever ideas you have in your head about what you think I've done and what you think he's done are wrong.