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[There's some irritated grumbling going on. Shuffle. Grumble. Shifting through leaves. Grumble. KICKING A TREE-]

Ow!

[... Grumble.

And now HI LUCETI, YOU'RE NOW SEEING THE BOTTOM OF SOMEONE'S FOOT. But it lifts up quickly, and in its place is a teenaged boy with short, scraggly red hair and green eyes staring curiously down at the journal. Aaand then it morphs an annoyed face.]

Man, this isn't even my journal... And where the hell did my shirt go?

[The person disappears and gives yet another grumble as he searches through some leaves... Then seems to resolve to find his way to the village, as his footsteps start to grow fainter and fainter. He may not know it, but he's going in the completely wrong direction of where he's supposed to go.]

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[And Luke almost jumps a mile because he was so focused on Guy that he didn't really expect anything else.]

A... Asch!

[It's him, it's him! He reaches a hand out, only to hesitate, then close it in a fist and bring it back to his side. Really, now that Asch is right there, Luke is downright NERVOUS over this meeting.

... Not to mention the backpack. Which only FUELS HIS BELIEFS.]

[Asch scowls, pointedly avoiding having to look at either of them, especially Luke- that expression is downright pathetic, and only the fact that Guy would probably bitch at him for it keeps him from saying as much. He doesn't know what time this Luke is from, but it obviously isn't the confident one from Eldrant.]

...What do you think?

I think you should reconsider.

[Seriously, because he doesn't want to talk about Things in front of Luke but he'll do it if it keeps either of you from running off. He's also very sneakily attempting to put himself in the doorframe to keep them both from doing just that.]

[Luke was just about to do that, too, though he only got as far as shuffling his feet a little. But nngh, Asch shouldn't leave his own home just because Luke arrived; if anything, Luke should find his own place and leave this for his original. Now, if only Guy would move. For now, though, he swallows his nervousness and faces Asch.]

Asch, you should stay here! This is your home, not... not mine. I'll find some place else to stay, okay?

[At that, Asch lifts his eyes to glare at his replica, the scowl returning full-force.]

What are you, stupid? You don't even know a thing about this place! Where else are you going to go?

Exactly, where else are you going to go? Asch and I will get you settled in. [Guy doesn't look away from Asch the entire time, though he's clearly addressing Luke. Come on, Asch.]

[But does he really want to live with that glare? And be insulted all the time? ... Well, it'd definitely remind him of his place in life. But still, it isn't fair for either of them.]

Look, it sounds like all I have to do is find some- empty room or house or something, say it's mine, and settle down. What's so hard about that? [EVERYTHING, but he's not voicing that.]

The fact that you're completely hopeless on your own, for one. All you'll do is sit around feeling sorry for yourself.

Asch.

[Seriously, he is going to throw shit at you in a half a minute.]

That's not all I do! [Never mind the fact that that was pretty much all he did for the past month.] I went out to look for you back in Auldrant, you know!

[Asch glances sidelong at Guy, meeting his gaze for a moment before looking back at Luke. He's not ready to give an answer just yet.]

So what?

Edited 2010-09-03 10:47 (UTC)

[Well, this looks handled. Guy folds his arms again and leans against the door frame, expression carefully blank.]

I did it by myself! See? I'm not completely hopeless on my own!

[But there's a flicker of a glance towards Guy. He's right... Right?]

[...Is he supposed to be impressed.]

Why the hell were you looking for me?

[Yeah of course you're right, Luke. However, as he and Asch argue Guy will calmly shut the door. Then he will take Asch's backpack away and to what is technically his room, setting it on the bed.

From there he will somehow herd them into the kitchen, and while he's not crazy enough to try and get them to sit down he will put on a pot of water for some tea and start getting out some food to prepare for the both of them. :| ]

[Luke doesn't even notice this happening; he's too busy squabbling with Asch. What's with that unimpressed look? It's a big deal trying to get to places like that all by yourself when you're really just a kid inside!]

Because I- [Missed you, felt inferior to you, wanted to bring you back to your home] I just wanted to see you, okay?!

[Asch didn't really notice he was being herded, either- Guy had a talent for that sort of thing. It's Luke's last comment that makes him stop, though, because even if he might have known how Luke felt about how things stood between them, to hear him be so frank about it was...

...well.]

Y-you... [Goddammit...!] ...you idiot.

[Aww, that's sweet. Guy will suppress the urge to smile and pull out a couple chairs for them to sit down in, should they so desire to do so. On the table goes two plates, and a moment later two sandwiches are set upon them. The tea takes a bit longer, but he starts them off with some milk.

Ahh, this is more like it. |D]

[And it's true. He was honestly kind of sad to see that Asch didn't send him a letter, even though he didn't expect him to. Luke sits down without really thinking about it, and even takes a furious bite out of his sandwich.]

So don't call me hopeless!

[Asch just huffs and turns away, arms crossed.]

I'll call you whatever I want to call you!

[Wait, wasn't he supposed to be leaving? He doesn't want to stay here. ...WHERE DID HIS BAG GO.]

Tea's done. [Tea on the table, there you go Asch. Guy leans against the counter and sips his own mug of it, arching an eyebrow at the original expectantly. Sit down and eat that sammich before the lettuce wilts, man.]

[As much as Luke would like to retaliate, Guy always makes awesome sandwiches, and just the way he likes them. And his mouth is full. So, he makes a muffled growling noise and continues to eat.

...

Wait, wasn't he supposed to be leaving and finding another place?]

[Asch glowers at them both for a long moment, looking like he's going to bolt. He doesn't have to stand for this. Why should he stick around when they're being so troublesome?

....

With an stifled, angry sound, his sits down and drinks his goddamned tea.

Stupid Guy.]

[Content that he's at least got them both there for the next few minutes, Guy finally speaks up.]

Look, there's no need for either of you to run off so suddenly. I'll make chicken teriyaki tonight, Luke can sleep in the room down the hall and we can all get a good night's rest and start threatening to leave in the morning, okay?

[Well, Luke would rather not sleep here and thus get so attached to the place that he doesn't want to leave. Not to mention it'd be so, so uncomfortable sleeping knowing that Asch is somewhere in the house.

... But chicken teriyaki. Made by Guy, of all people.

...

Damn you, Guy.]

... Okay. But I'm going in the morning.

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