dissonates | [Voice/Action] backdated to Day 1 of the event until the end!

[Asch will be leaving a single message on the journal network on the evening of the first day, his voice flat:]

[Voice]

I know that the village is being its usual mad self this week, but Guy Cecil's gone back to his world. With the recent departures, Good Spirits is shorthanded.

[....oh, right.]

Also, considering the bar is in the area where alcohol is apparently prohibited, thieves have been after the stores. Most of the remaining supply's been hidden, but I could use help guarding it.

As far as I know, the journal network has always been for our eyes only, so if you want any for yourself and the staff doesn't recognize you, try to come up with something only one of us would know.

[After that, he won't be doing much exploration. Asch is having none of this silly experiment business; he woke up wearing this, and since his closet seems to be full of clothes either like it or much worse, he just rolls with it. He's been around the block before. He'll be staying in the bar pretty much 24/7 (besides food runs and emergencies) to make sure the collection doesn't get completely depleted; he may be a recently returned staff member himself, now, but the bar was important to Guy, so he can at least protect it for a while. Alcoholic drinks will be served through the back door to villagers only, so if you want some booze, better figure out a way to act convincing.]

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Not all. But where I come from, the way we're trained can create something of a hivemind when it comes to discipline. A unit has to be able to act as one when given orders or the mission could fail.

I suppose that's the mainest difference, then. Me? I never...had a unit. Not like a unit-unit.

[ she had friends; she misses them. ]

Oh, come on. You're not even giving me anything to work with here!

[STOP BEING A DICK ASCH AND JUST GIVE IT TO HIM. ~~No pun intended dsiofjd~~]

They're not really my clothes anyway, so what do I care?

You worked solo?

[Truth be told, he really doesn't know that much about her beyond her skills in combat. Apparently this lack of knowledge goes both ways.]

That's because I don't like you.

[In case it wasn't obvious.]

For a while. And then...not, for another while. [ and now she leads an army. how on earth did that happen? ]

Solo is kind of the point, when you're a Slayer.

I remember that, very vaguely. It seemed like a pointless rule to follow- a single person having a unique power isn't necessarily better.

[It's admitted somewhat grudgingly; years ago he'd have argued the opposite, but age and maturity have at least made him realize he couldn't have done alone what he and Luke had accomplished together with hyperresonance.]

As long as I'm on the premises it'll be stable. If I'm not here to maintain it, it'll run the risk of getting disrupted by atmospheric change. Like the door opening one too many times to let in the cold air, or too many warm bodies inside-- that kind of thing.

I'll be here a while, though. Provided I get to have a drink. [She grins cheerfully.]

Trust me -- [ she breathes out an impatient sigh. but her impatience has little to do with asch and more to do with the whole damn problem ] -- you're preaching to the choir. You know what they say about sharing, right?

I wonder why they felt like they needed to change our clothes in the first place.

... wait, don't answer that. It's probably because they just like to mess with us.

Someone can guard it while you're gone. Like I said, it's a precaution. This is just more convenient. [He shrugs, lifting a brow at her request.] What do you want?

[........ugh, Emil, the thoughts in his head right now...]

...Just get over here.

...Not really.

[Sharing is not a thing that is actively encouraged where he grew up- which is surprising, considering it's a church.]

Awesome! So you can just toss me any of the items you find if you're not in it to win it! I knew I could count on you, Chuckles! [C'MERE, YOU, YOUR ARM'S GETTING A HUG. Because what is personal space - Norma's not quite sure.]

It's...caring. Sharing is caring. That's what they say.

Right!

[Okay, okay, he's coming, you don't need to sound so grouchy about it... then again, grouchy is Asch's default.]

[scream why is she hugging him what the hell is this

She's getting a glower again, and after a second or two, a none-too-light shove off to try and make her let go. In response to the assumption, the hug, and the nickname all combined.]

If you hug me again, I'll be setting those items on fire instead.

I can't say I've ever heard that slogan before...

[Well, not exactly. But there is something familiar about it.]

It makes sense, though, I suppose. Depending on what exactly it is that's being shared.

[Asch will be waiting at the bar, though he's not sure if Emil will be coming there or right to the house. If Emil knows where he lives, anyway.

He's hoping Arietta doesn't eat him, anyway.]

[AHAHAHA--NO. Much like a barnacle, Norma does not let go, even when shoved. She laughs, though it turns into a dark little chortle as her smile turns manic and dangerously sweet. She may also be squeezing your arm a little bit tighter, too, Asch.]

If you even think about that, I'll throw you into the fire first.

In this case? The power. The responsibility. The...soldierness of it all.

Convenience is a great thing.

...I'll have a vodka today. Vodka and orange. [She sits on the edge of a table closest to the cupboard-- or in absence of tables, any nice flat surface will do. She's not picky.] Vanish 'em?

[No worries, Emil is headed for the bar... and much to his relief, his outfit will change on its own as soon as he enters Gangland.

Well, mostly to his relief. The hat is too big and keeps sliding down into his eyes, but at least there isn't a skirt-thing anymore. He actually looks almost like a proper guard by the time he shows up at the bar to help guard the booze.]

It looks like my outfit just kind of changed on its own on the way over here...

Aw, whaaaat? C'mon, don't be like that Aaaaaaaaaaasch!

[He knows you don't mean that.]

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