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[Asch is in a really lousy mood so he's lurking around house 50, sort of playing in the snow, except it's Asch and he doesn't do that. :| So he's mostly poking around looking VERY GRUMPY. Bother at your own risk.]

Stupid, stupid...

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy does not know where his Asch is when he wakes up that day. So he bundles himself up in his blanket and shuffles over to the front door, opening it and looking around for said teenager. Croaky voice is a go.]

A-Asch?

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[Well shit. Asch curses under his breath and stalks over, eyes narrowed.]

Why are you out of bed? You look like shit, so don't even pretend that you're feeling better.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Ignoring.]

What happened?

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[Glare. Asch is gonna shoo him inside now.]

Didn't you hear what I said?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Hey. [Guy stops Asch short and touches a hand to his cheek.] What's wrong?

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[Asch goes still at that, lips pursing, and takes him by the hand silently, tugging him further inside. He'll talk if he has to but not at the doorway with a sick person.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, yeah, okay, Guy'll go back inside, but only if you talk.]

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[divinepooch.livejournal.com]

[Then have a doggie white wolf. Why so sad, grumpy-chan? She approaches slowly, watching his actions.]

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[WAT. A dog. A dog with... faded tattoos or something? Weird. Asch remains still a fair distance away, eyeing her right back.]

...What?

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[divinepooch.livejournal.com]

[hai. what up.

For your information, I'm a wolf. But she'll sit nearby and wag her tail lightly.]

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[Asch crosses his arms, brow lifted, and waits.]

Animals can talk here, you know. You don't just have to stare at people.

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[divinepooch.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head to the side. What is this... talking nonsense you speak of. I don't need that.]

Aroo?

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[....Goddammit.

Okay, obviously either a stupid dog or someone else out to piss him off, so he'll just sort of... wave... or shoo it away... something... go away, doggy...]

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

What's the matter now?

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[Oh crap, journal.]

Nothing you'd be interested in.

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

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...What the hell is with that tone?

[reversedarkness.livejournal.com]

What tone?

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You don't believe me?

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

... Asch?

[Voice]

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...What?

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

What's wrong?

[Voice]

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... People being idiots. Nothing unusual.

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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

... is that really all?

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