dissonates | [Action/Accidental Voice]

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Current Location: outside house 50

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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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[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?

[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.

[Ignoring.]

What happened?

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

Didn't you hear what I said?

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

[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.]

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

[Good man, let's get you back inside and into bed where you belong. But instead of just leaving, Asch opts to sit beside him, gazing down at the floor.]

...It's stupid.

[Guy lays back but reaches out to set his hand on Asch's leg.] Tell me anyway.

[...Sigh.]

Do you think that the replica being born from me, sharing my body, makes him family?

[...oh boy.

Guy suppresses a cough, and reaches for the glass of water to take a drink before answering warily.]

I...think that's up to the both of you.

[Asch is quiet for a while, mulling over that one.]

That's what I said.

[Okay, not exactly, but he'd thought it, anyway. Sort of.]

[Guy sighed and pats Asch's leg; someone had gotten all up in his business and put him on edge, that's all. And here he was wondering if something truly bad had happened.]

Don't let it get to you, Asch. People say insensitive things all the time; sometimes, they don't even mean to.

[Asch's hands clench into fists.]

Why the hell do people have to meddle in business they don't know anything about? As if they're actually helping!

[Asch's temper is tiring.]

Like I said, don't let it get to you. Take things at your own pace, and don't worry ab- [cough cough] ...about what other people say.

[Asch looks like he's about to rant more, then halts, glancing sidelong at Guy as he coughs. Great, way to be considerate, Asch.]

... It's fine. You should be sleeping.

've slept enough. [Guy pats Asch's knee and gives him a lopsided smile.] I think I sensed you being angry somewhere and woke up.

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

[Skeptical Asch is skeptical, but the attempt to cheer him up isn't totally lost.]

So being sick makes you psychic now?

I'd have sensed it even if I wasn't sick. [Cough] You just must be upset enough to wake me up, is all.

[Asch's lips quirk a bit.]

You're being ridiculous.

[Have an Asch flopping down beside you, Guy.]

Don't get too close, you'll catch it. [Guy wriggles away. Reluctantly.]

[Asch follows anyway.]

Good, it'll give me an excuse to be a recluse for a few days.

[Oh fine, Guy wants the cuddles anyway. Asch is more comfortable than a pillow, even if he is still a little cold from being outside; Guy snuggles up.]

I don't wanna hear you complain.

[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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