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[For the inhabitants of House 5, but not really locked]

Just checking in to say I'm fine. My fonons reassembled without any problems.

Everything alright in the village?

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Technically...it shouldn't be. Unless it would do the same thing as the human replication theory, with the same isofons and everything. I don't know. [Guy shrugs.] I'd be willing to try.

[Asch is quiet for a moment, thinking it over carefully. Tempting, but there are definitely risks.]

If it didn't work, there'd probably be no way to get back or fix things.

[On the other hand...] ...But if it did, we'd have everything we wanted.

We'll figure it out when the time comes. [Guy doesn't want to get their hopes up but...well. A little hope never hurt anybody, right? Realism was overrated anyhow.]

Heh, yeah, that works. There's no sense in worrying too much when there's no way to get back yet.

[The conversation's gotten awfully serious, so to make up for it Asch cuddles up a little closer, attempting to press incorporeal lips against Guy's cheek. They need some happy music.]

[There's a brush against his cheek like a concentrated breeze, and Guy smiles and relaxes back against the underside of the bridge, letting out a deep exhale to watch his breath puff in the air before them.]

[Asch watches the river for a while, his fonic soul content to remain there as long as they could, but after a moment he speaks up again.]

I should probably come home soon... I can't keep hiding here forever.

[Guy has very mixed feelings about this, so he's going to go with the safe and neutral answer.] If you want to.

[Asch doesn't miss the vague answer, since he's done it often enough himself.]

...What do you think I should do?

I can't really give you advice on this one, Asch. [It's the truth, at least; he's not sure himself.]

I was afraid you'd say that. [He sighs faintly, frustrated.] I don't like my head getting screwed with, but I don't want to wake up naked in the snow somewhere when this is over. I'd never live it down.

That and you'd probably get sick. [Guy scratches the back of his head.] ...you should come home, then.

[Asch shifts a little, looking uncomfortable.] You don't sound happy about it.

I'm a little worried.

About what?

...I'm a little jealous.

...Jealous? [He hadn't expected that one.]

Well, of course I am! I know it's not your fault, and I know it's not Luke's fault, so it's not like I'm about to blame either of you, but...well... [Scowl, mutter.] Not like I can help it...

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[Asch blinks, then he can't really help it - he smirks a little.] So you're -jealous- because I have a connection with the replica that I don't even -want- instead of the one I'm all over right now.

[Yes.] No.

[Ahaha.] Liar. [But a cute one, so you get more kisses.] You're so stupid. Don't get jealous or you'll end up like I used to be.

I doubt I could ever be that irritable.

Hmph. [Asch tries to bite him. Damn incorporeal body. :|] I'll just have to make sure you have no reason to be jealous.

[That tickles!] However you want it to work out. You could always make it up to me once you get tangible again.

I was planning to do that anyway. [He's gonna try for a bedroom voice now. Imagine porn music.] I'll remind you -exactly- how you make me feel.

Oh? [Guy quirks an eyebrow, lips twitching at the change of music. If anyone was walking over the bridge, they were probably wondering what in Yulia's name was happening.]

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