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010 [Written/Accidental Voice]

[Written; Filtered to House 5]

I'll be back once this is all over, okay?

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[Luke made sure to cover up the little camera that records his face as he writes, and he does so all the way until he shuts the journal. It seems that's all he's going to do.

Except a little while later, the journal's knocked open, and a broken pair of scissors that clatters against the floor near it proves to be the culprit. Luke himself... or, rather, Asch can be seen with his back to the journal in a community housing room while he stares intently at a mirror and tries to style his hair into something that looks a little more like himself. He had tried to cut his hair, but judging by the scissors, that proved to be a colossal failure. At the moment he has his bangs down in front of his face and brushing furiously, trying to get them to stay there, trying to look at least a little different-

But once he's confident enough to let go of the hair, it just springs right back into place on the top of Asch's head. Luke stares for a second... then buries his hands in his hair and ruffles it wildly with frustration, and he tips his head back to shout (with Asch's deeper tone):]

Damn it, why won't you stay down?!

[And, of course, once he jerks his hands out and gives the mirror a flat look, the hair springs back into place once more, looking as if nothing ever touched it except love and care. With that, Luke drops his head into his hands and lets out a long groan.]

I give up.

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[To call this experiment weird was an understatement, and to see Asch angrily yelling at what appears to be his own hair over the journal... well, it certainly doesn't make things any less weird.]

Is everything all right... Asch? [Or someone who looks like Asch. It's hard to tell, really. It was confusing enough with

soreplaceable title="Ion"> stuck in Anise's body right now.]

[FREEZES.

And he loooooks over his shoulder at the journal...]

Gah!

[Then hurries over to SHUT IT.

... Only to open it a moment later, after realizing that cutting off communication was pointless right now.]

No, everything isn't okay, Anise.

...because of the experiment, yes? [Still no clues as to who this could be if it wasn't Asch, but:]

And I'm not actually Anise... it's Ion.

[You know, after seeing Miyabi as some guy he doesn't know and Xion as Sanji, this shouldn't really surprise him.

But this still manages to knock him from a kneeling position down to his butt.]

Ion?!

[He might have been turned into a girl again, but at least he doesn't have a never-ending cockatoo hairstyle.]

Yes. I'm still not sure what this experiment is exactly, but it doesn't seem to be as simple as just switching bodies.

Yeah, I figured that out earlier.

[He purses his lips. It'd be easy to just keep this up and never reveal who he is, but... It's Ion.]

... It's me, Luke. [And Ion might be able to tell just why Luke is so uncomfortable with all of this.]

Luke? [Well, that explains the hair situation, but... to be put into your original's body must be a strange feeling. Especially when said original lives with you.]

...where are you right now? That didn't look like your room a moment ago.

Somewhere else. [Because certain people might be checking over threads, and he doesn't exactly want to be found.]

Somewhere else...? [He can tell by that tone Luke probably plans on waiting out the experiment "somewhere else"... but that didn't mean he had to be by himself.]

[It takes a while, but soon there's a good strong filter up... Ion didn't have much else to do but use the journals and practice filters during those weeks he couldn't talk, after all.] Sorry that took so long. No one else should be able to see this conversation, now.

[Luke takes a moment to make sure, because he knows how fail they can be with filters. But it looks good... He really needs to learn how to do that. And not to knock over journals.]

... I'm not going back to the house until this whole thing is over, okay?

I understand. But that doesn't mean you need to be by yourself the whole time, right?

I guess not... [He doesn't exactly want people to see him this way, but... too late now, huh?]

[And Ion can see that, based on the hesitance in his voice.] If you don't want company right now, it's all right. But my offer still stands for the rest of the week.

[Have a moe Anisu-chan desu smile.]

[When Anise gives a moe moe smile like that, it usually means bad things. But since this is Ion behind the smile...]

... Okay, I'll tell you where I am. You can come over if you want to. [Alone, please.]

Of course I want to, Luke. I won't tell anyone else were you're staying, either.

Thanks, Ion.

I'm in room sixteen in the fourth community housing place.

All right. I should be there in a little while.

[And with that Ion closes the journal and bundles himself up, covering himself the best he can without looking suspicious (both to keep out the cold and perhaps keep people from thinking he was really Anise). Soon enough, he's knocking on the door.]

[When Luke opens the door, he's wearing... a towel on his head. This seems to be the last option for him, to wrap up his hair in a towel and wear it like a turban. When he does that and looks at the mirror... He really does look like himself.

So, Luke will be wearing it as much as he can. Of course.]

Hey, Anise... [Derp.] I mean... Ion. [Good lord this is so weird.]

[Ah, the joys of replicas. Meanwhile, no amount of extra clothing will make Ion look any less like Anise. He pays the slip no mind, but...]

Er... Luke, what are you wearing on your head?

... It's a towel, what else? [WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT, IT'S AN AWESOME TOWEL OKAY.]

I... see. [Rolling with it!]

May I come in? It's a bit warm wearing all these coats out here... I never realize how much warmer Anise must be. [Whereas Ion would probably still be cold. No wonder she can wear skirts in the wintertime! ...and no Ion is not wearing one of her skirts right now. He has some dignity left.]

[~~But Ion you always wear a skirt anyway~~ Luke blinks at that, then takes a step back and opens the door a little wider.]

Oh, uh... sure, come in.

[~~They're robes. ROBES.~~ Ion walks past Luke and then proceeds to take off no less than three coats, setting them down on a nearby chair... and then sitting himself down on the very same chair with a sigh. He may not be wearing a skirt, but he's still wearing Anise's clothes... and they're very pink.]

This experiment is an odd one, isn't it?

Yeah... I can't figure it out at all.

[Luke sits down on the bed, bringing one hand up to keep the towel in place. He can't help but raise an eyebrow over how many coats Ion took off - and he thought his towel was odd?]

[He gets cold, okay? He brings a hand to his chin, thinking.] It seems to be pretty random so far. Dist turned into Jade and Nephry was wearing some kind of formal dress. I'm not sure if Tear was affected yet, but...

[Somewhat quieter.] ...Anise turned into a bag of gald.

[No really, this one was weird.]

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