Ashes of the Sacred Flame

[Action / Voice] backdated to the 25th (alternatively, any time last week)

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 06:21:17 GMT

[This week Asch had debated whether or not to deal with the ridiculousness of what happened at the hotel, but in the end went with his usual method of ignoring things until they died (or at least left him alone). Thus, he won't be speaking to anyone he tried to wed last weekend for as long as humanly possible. (Unless they bully him. Or they are Luke. Because he can't escape Luke.)

He's also slacked off a lot in his responsibilities at the bar this week, in part due to excessive sharing with a certain vampire slayer (more than he's used to, anyway) but mostly because he's had very good reason to hang around at the bakery instead. Reason being a particularly long-haired young lady.

And said young lady is the purpose of his journal usage today.]

[Locked from Rapunzel | Voice]

Hey, I've got a question for Rapunzel's friends. Her birthday is coming up, and she's had lanterns in the sky every year on that day. It's easy to tell that she's upset about it not happening here, too.

Is this something we can change? Does anyone know how to make paper lanterns? I've never done it before, but I can't just let it go like this. We'd need a lot of them.

[He just wants to make her smile, okay.

And he'll continue to be a bit of a sap when it comes to Rapunzel until the whole experiment inevitably wears off by the end of the day, which is good because by then people are probably going to be very very sick of him. |D]

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[Voice/Action] backdated to Day 1 of the event until the end!

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 04:25:40 GMT

[Asch will be leaving a single message on the journal network on the evening of the first day, his voice flat:]

[Voice]

I know that the village is being its usual mad self this week, but Guy Cecil's gone back to his world. With the recent departures, Good Spirits is shorthanded.

[....oh, right.]

Also, considering the bar is in the area where alcohol is apparently prohibited, thieves have been after the stores. Most of the remaining supply's been hidden, but I could use help guarding it.

As far as I know, the journal network has always been for our eyes only, so if you want any for yourself and the staff doesn't recognize you, try to come up with something only one of us would know.

[After that, he won't be doing much exploration. Asch is having none of this silly experiment business; he woke up wearing this, and since his closet seems to be full of clothes either like it or much worse, he just rolls with it. He's been around the block before. He'll be staying in the bar pretty much 24/7 (besides food runs and emergencies) to make sure the collection doesn't get completely depleted; he may be a recently returned staff member himself, now, but the bar was important to Guy, so he can at least protect it for a while. Alcoholic drinks will be served through the back door to villagers only, so if you want some booze, better figure out a way to act convincing.]

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[Action]

Sat, 18 Feb 2012 20:43:16 GMT

[Missions suck as much as, if not moreso than, the drafts. Asch has decided this. It's not just that he'd been sent on an uncomfortably-outnumbered solo mission, it's not just that his health problems had reared their ugly heads in the middle of it and nearly gotten him killed, it's not just he'd had to rely on luck and skill to keep him alive with zero ability to heal himself despite being a Seventh Fonist.

No, at this point, mostly? It's the fact that once it's all over, and the Malnosso saw fit to send him back to the village, he finds himself floundering underwater.

Bastards, is his second thought, since his first is a string of expletives that would do a sailor proud. Thankfully he's only a couple of feet or so from where his feet can touch solid ground, so within a minute he's slogging towards the shore, soaking wet and pulling seaweed from his hair. Damn. Bastards.

Not that the shore is much better. There's apparently something going on - the usual love experiment, no doubt - and he's managed to get dumped right in the middle of it. They probably did that on purpose. He can't do anything while soaked as he is, though, so his first order of business is to get changed. There isn't much selection, but within a few minutes he's got his uniform hung out to dry and is wearing a suit and a long, dark blue bathrobe. It's humiliating, but it's better than freezing to death back in the village.

Since he has to wait for his clothes and hair to dry in the sun, Asch will be hanging around the beach area, available for chatting, fruity goodness, and whatnot. Come and bother the cranky one! (He is unaffected by the normal love stuff, btw.)]

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