[Action]

[dissonates]

[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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[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.]

[dissonates]

[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.]

[knightofratatosk]

[The core glows momentarily brighter when Asch touches it, and he may get a sudden familiar feeling from it and a brief flash of a blond figure in his mind...

... and then the core is flying, bouncing off a tree before hitting the ground. SO MEAN, ASCH.]