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[After rescuing Nephry from a sudden splashdown at the lake, Asch is understandably soaked. The return to the village had dried him off somewhat, but nothing felt better than a fresh change of clothes, so he was about to head in to do just that when the bushes by the door suddenly threw up a campfire.

...Wait, what?

A bit of frenzied digging around and a well-placed Icicle Rain later, Asch heads into the house with a little orange cheagle clinging to his head, one looking rather irritated while the other cheerily "mieu mieu"'s every other step. Someone should probably get it away from him before he explodes. Or gets set on fire. Whatever comes first.]

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[fabrecation]

[Oh, he heard that, Asch. He makes a few muffled protests, then grabs Star with both hands and pries him away.]

-pid thing!

[But he made Asch laugh, which is something Luke could probably never do by himself. So, instead of throwing Star across the room, he just sets him back down on the table to resume eating. Heck, he'll even sprinkle a little bit of sugar on the leaves - Mieu seemed to like that when he'd do it. He'll then glance over his shoulder to give Asch a look.]

You think this is so hilarious, huh?

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I didn't say a damn thing. [But yes, he did. History will forever show that nothing entertains him more than replica abuse.]

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I heard you. Don't even try to deny it!

[He turns to look forward again, but only to hide a little smile starting to show. Okay, okay; It was funny. Annoying, but funny.]

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[Okay, Luke rubbing it in his face is taking the charm out of it somewhat.] So what? You act like it's some kind of event.

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[fabrecation]

[That's because Luke's never heard him actually laugh before, so it kind of is. 8| But now we're taking a step back into awkward territory.]

... It was just nice to hear you laugh, I guess.

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[Well it's not like anyone else gets to hear it, either; typically all people get is a stifled noise or a particularly twisty smirk. The cheagle just surprised him before he could cover it up.

So now he's stuck in a room with a replica showing some enthusiasm for this turn of events. How to react?

...

By pretending it never happened, of course! Back to the soup he goes.]

What are you going to do with it?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Blink. Blink. Stare. Um...]

[dissonates]

[FLAIL FLAIL STOMP CAST SPELL YELL AT CHEAGLE-

-get caught doing the above.

...Oh. Whoops.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... So I'm guessing that's a new pet.

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[fabrecation]

[That's fine with Luke, as he's sure Asch would just get annoyed if he pushed it.]

The cheagle? [He holds up a leaf, making Star jump for it to eat it.] Keep it, maybe. He wants to stay, so why not?

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[Asch does an about-face at that, holding the cheagle up by the scruff of the neck.] He's not mine.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Whose is he?

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[So the house can be a home to yet another annoying result of replication technology? Lovely.]

If you want to keep it, then it's your responsibility.

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As far as I know, Aston from Sheridan. I have no idea why it's here.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Well, there were pets being brought here lately...

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The old man's not here though, so his cheagle showing up makes no sense.

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So you're okay with it? [That's Asch down, now he just has to ask Guy if they can keep it.]

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I didn't say that, but I don't feel like getting set on fire again.

[knightofratatosk]

[Don't mind this glowing orb just dropping down onto your head to make your day even worse, Asch~]

[dissonates]

[Rant rant stupid cheagle goddamn OW FUCK THAT FUCKING HURT YOU FU-

....

What the hell?]

Who threw this at me? Who the hell threw this at me!? Get out here!

[knightofratatosk]

[And there will be silence greeting him, but the core will just glow softly in response. Hi there Asch.]

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[fabrecation]

Heh... Don't worry, I'll take care of him. But hey, I think he likes you!

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[dissonates]

[...] Where the hell are you getting that idea?

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[Asch glares down at the core for a moment, gripping it tightly in irritation.

Then he grumbles, turns, and pitches it away from the house about as far as he can throw it. Good riddance, stupid rock.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Huh... Really?

... Maybe it recognizes someone else as it's master?