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[It's early afternoon. The journal flies open and turns on abruptly in mid-air, a blast of resonating energy having blown it away from where it had been placed. As it flies, a few flashes of red, white, and black are visible, and when it lands, Asch and Luke are in the distance, swords clashing, the rec center just beyond where they're fighting. Occasionally they'll exchange commentary, but none of it seems to filter in.

The resonating noise continues, though, and as their swords clash one more time, it seems to grow even louder than before, until finally one shout rings clear-]

Pull back you dre-

[And before he can even finish, an explosion of light flares between them, and two identical cries of alarm are the only sound that filters through that eerie resonance. The light spreads, flaring outwards and sending the journal flying backwards, cutting off the feed.

The light is probably visible to most of the village as a single beam of light flying up towards the barrier and disappearing from sight. And there is a nice big crater in the forest just south of the rec center, where pretty much anything in that location - trees, bushes, grass, whatever - has... pretty much been decimated. A journal bearing Asch's name on the cover is sitting in the grass just outside of the crater, looking pretty ripped up and charred. The scene overall probably looks pretty dooming, especially since neither of the redheads are anywhere to be found.


[ooc: most responses will come from Luke, though Asch will chime in as well when he can!]

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[Voice]

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[And that makes Luke stay silent for a good minute. It's one thing to know someone would like you dead. It's another to actually hear someone say it to your face. And here he had a grudging respect for Dist... Still does, really. But...

If Luke could throw the journal away, he would. But he can't afford to do that right now, not when there are still people worried about him. So they're just test subjects to him... Nothing but experiments.

Luke knows that he's nothing more than that, really. But Asch? Asch, who's a human? Asch, who he cares so much for?]

... That's sick. I don't even want to understand how your head works.

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[its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com]

[But where did Dist ever say he wanted anyone dead? His words of mockery merely imply, never state, unless it's intended. In reality - as much as he'd deny it - Dist would definitely feel something if news came of either Asch or the replica's death. Whether negative or positive, that's another story. He's neither bad nor good, but he's certainly not evil.

He wouldn't be doing research on how to save your miserable lives if he was.]

I doubt you could understand even if you did want to, boy! And do not judge what you do not know! ...I never stated what I was researching, after all.