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[dissonates]

.....

Hn. So I did come back.

Something's off.

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Wh-What is it?

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[Asch scowls, turning on Luke again, tossing the remnants of his sandwich to the counter.]

Replica, use your hyperresonance, now. I have to see it.

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What? In here?!

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You've learned to control it, haven't you?!

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Yeah but still... you're serious?

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....Replica.

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O-Okay....

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[Asch stares at the empty space where the table had been, silent for a long moment as he lets what had happened sink into his mind. He crouches down and touches the floor, feeling a slight warmth in the air and on the tile, but nothing more.]

Second-order hyperresonance. So it's true...

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...

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[Asch presses a hand to his forehead with a faint groan, teeth clenching.]

Looks like you got my power after all.

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But... how?

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I died, replica. Everything should have gone to you. I'm surprised you don't have my memories on top of it.

[God, but this was irritating. To have lost one more thing to the replica, the one thing he'd known was superior...!]

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But why? I wouldn't want your memories...

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And I never wanted to be replicated, but that doesn't mean you don't exist. You know as well as anyone that 'want' has nothing to do with what you get.

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R-Right...

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.... You'd better not waste it.

[Asch glances over his shoulder at Luke, glaring a little.]

I'll have to rely on you if hyperresonance is needed from now on.

[Great. Just great.]

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I won't. You don't have to make me sound so unreliable.



You can count on me, okay?

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... We'll see.

[The day's events are certainly screwing with his attitude. He's pleased to be alive again - 'happy' is probably taking things too far, but one step at a time, of course - but losing his power isn't exactly making his life any better.

Still, sitting around isn't going to make things better either. He stands again, going to get himself a drink. Frustration makes him thirsty.]

Just be careful with it. That level of power is dangerous, even with whatever power caps they have here. We'll need a new table now, too.

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I will... I really don't even have a reason to use it right now.

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[dissonates]

[Asch knows, :| Hurray for mind links. He doesn't say anything about it, though.]

Alright. We'll figure something out.

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... okay.