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[dissonates]

... I haven't seen any ghosts.

I guess everyone's still alive, then.

Guy, where the hell are you hiding? I know you're still in the house. Running away isn't going to help you or anyone else, you know.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

...

[Guy leans against the doorframe, expression an odd mixture of resignation, amusement and a hint of exhaustion.]

I won't say "I told you so," but I will say "I implied."

[dissonates]

I guess.

[knightofratatosk]

You want to see ghosts?

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[dissonates]

[Asch shifts his gaze towards the blond instead, his bloody ghost remaining in his peripheral. It was disconcerting, but he'd dealt with corpses enough. Never his, of course, but the threat of death had always been there anyway. He didn't bother to address Guy's words; they both knew he was right anyway.]

... So I died in battle.

[Well. It was better than fading away in bed like an old man.]

[dissonates]

Depends on whether or not they'd be worth seeing again.

[knightofratatosk]

Oh... is there anyone you'd want to see again?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It's not as bad as it looks.

[Asch's ghost spoke for Guy, who'd elected to remain silent, eyes drifting off to the side as if following something else by sight.]

[dissonates]

... Maybe. But I doubt any of them are dead.

[knightofratatosk]

Then... it's good they're still alive.

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[dissonates]

[Asch can't help but lift a skeptical brow at that, snorting faintly.]

Not that bad? I don't know if I can agree with that.

[He'd never been stabbed like that before, but he'd been wounded plenty of times, and he knew well enough what the bite of a sword felt like.]

[dissonates]

... Yeah. It is.

......You?

[knightofratatosk]

... my parents.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Asch gets a skeptical brow right back, and some scowl while he's at it.]

Are you trying to tell me that I don't know how this feels?

[dissonates]

I see.

....A companion of mine has a ghost of me following him around.

[ooc: aaaand Asch sucks at consolation.]

[knightofratatosk]

Y-you died? [And Emil has NO clue what to say to that.]

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[dissonates]

That's not what I-

[Asch has to stop himself there, grimacing at the ridiculousness of arguing with his own dead self. There were plenty of things in the world worth arguing over - whether or not the death in front of him was all that bad was not one of them.]

... Fine, it's not bad. How'd it happen?

[dissonates]

I will in the future, if I can't find a way to prevent it.

[knightofratatosk]

T-there has to be some way to stop it from happening...

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[denyingly.livejournal.com]

Asch, if you're willing, I have a favor to ask you.

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[dissonates]

What is it?

[dissonates]

I've been trying. But there's two ways it could happen, now, and one isn't as easy to avoid.

Maybe it's inevitable.

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[denyingly.livejournal.com]

I need you to... Hn.

[A pause here. This doesn't pick it up, but he's talking with one of his ghosts]

...It would be best to continue this in person, if you're able and willing.

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[dissonates]

...Fine. Where do you want to meet?

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[denyingly.livejournal.com]

I could pick you up but--

Actually, no. Meet me initially under the larger bridge in town, we'll move to a secondary location from there.

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[dissonates]

... Now you've got me wondering.

I'll be there.

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