dissonates | [Voice / Action]

Entry tags:

[Voice / Action]

...It's too quiet outside. When is that stupid holiday again? Whatever's going on needs to end.

[Private to Natalia]

Natalia... can we talk?

[He's nervous about talking to either of them, but- shortly after that entry is out of the way, Asch will be leaving his room to look for Guy and, if she says yes, Natalia, too. Unfortunately as soon as he leaves his room, his clothes are suddenly changed to this. Let's see how long it takes for him to notice. |D]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Maybe not. But apparently you do avoid people if you're not the first one to know. Or is your behaviour around me suddenly changing just a coincidence?

Contrary to popular belief, I don't have to share everything that goes through my head with you. If you want to believe I'm that petty, you go right ahead.

[Back to practicing.]

[Asch snarls at that, charging forward and shoving Guy back against a tree, eyes flashing with frustrated anger.]

Then why the hell do you expect that of me!?

Edited 2010-10-28 07:50 (UTC)

[Guy takes the assault rather well, grunting when he hits the tree and tightening his fingers around the hilt of his katana so he doesn't drop it.

He lifts his chin and glares down at Asch.]

I don't need you to share everything that goes through your head because you come out here and scream it at me whether or not I even ask for it. I don't expect anything out of you Asch; I don't ask anything of you. The only thing I've ever asked of you is to look after me, but if I'd known you were sick I wouldn't have even bothered doing that.

[Asch is nearly trembling now, his grip not faltering for a second.]

I don't get you. I don't get you at all! Why does it have to be conditional for you!? You'll accept my help, but only if I'm healthy? What kind of one-sided bullshit is that!?

It's not a condition, it's common courtesy. You don't ask a sick person to look after you.

[Guy tugs a bit at Asch's grip.]

If you're done being unreasonable I'd like you to let me go.

No, I'm not done. I knew you'd blow this whole thing out of proportion! Stop making assumptions!

Edited 2010-10-28 08:45 (UTC)

I'm blowing things out of proportion? You're the one slamming me against trees.

Because I'm sick of you just blowing me off!

I'm blowing you off because you don't have an argument. I told you, I'm not avoiding you. I don't know what else you're expecting out of me, but I've given you plenty of reasons as to why you'd think I was avoiding you.

Not that I'm expecting you to listen either, but maybe the next time you want to talk to someone and work out a problem you should try not to throw them against trees or scream at them for "lying" to you. You really suck at this, Asch.

[Asch continues to glare at Guy for a long moment, then pushes back, releasing him and turning on his heel to stalk back into the house. If that's how Guy feels about it, then he won't say another word.]

[Finally.

Geez. Crazy freak. Guy goes back to practicing.]

[And about ten minutes later Asch heads back outside, this time dressed properly for the weather, carrying a small pack over one shoulder. He marches past where Guy is practicing without saying a word or even looking away from the path.]

[...where the hell is Asch going with a pack?

Guy closes the distance between them and grabs the pack to stop him.]

What're you doing now?

[Asch's expression doesn't change; his only reaction is to jerk a bit on the bag, trying to free it from Guy's grip.]

I'm leaving, what does it look like?

[Nope, not breaking his grip just yet.]

Running away from home because we had a fight? That's a little juvenile, don't you think?

Don't flatter yourself. But if you're going to treat me differently I'm leaving.

Yeah? What about Natalia and Luke? Running out on them too, because I'm supposedly treating you differently?

Natalia should be used to it by now. And why the hell should I care about the replica? [He doesn't look particularly bothered by this.]

They're used to it.

You're a complete jerk. [But Guy still isn't letting go.]

And you should be used to that. Let go. [Tugging again.]

No. There's no point in you running off to sulk somewhere. Besides, what if something happens while you're gone?

Then I'll deal with it like always. [Asch turns his head to glare at Guy.] I'm not running off to sulk, I'm trying to get away from you.

[Guy starts, then releases Asch's pack and purses his lips, turning away.]

[Good, he finally caved. Asch adjusts the bag and begins to walk away again.]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]