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[Asch has...gotten himself lost. He could've sworn he had memorize the path from his room to the outside and would be able to get himself back. Its become apparent that he was wrong to believe that, as he leans against a wall in a random hallway, cursing under his breath in German.]

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A pity. Does it have anything to do with the replica?

Then even blind you are more lucky than most of us.

...

If he is your brother, then you did not have to go through the pain of being kidnapped and replicated, only to have your life given to that worthless dreck.

...

They're nothing but pathetic imitations, all of them.

Save your sympathy for those who need it. The replica is getting what he deserves, so I'm satisfied. *smirks to himself.* He is your brother, so it's no wonder you can't them for what they are.

... [suddenly comes across an indent in the wall that seems very familiar and starts feeling around for a door that should be nearby.]

A good heart... What a laugh that is. *he's not about to help Asch find the door that's only a few feet away. In fact, he's wondering how he could best get some amusement out of this situation.*

[ Someday, my brain and hands will work together to quit leaving whole words out. 8( ]

[Well he found the door just fine without his help, and gets a grip on the handle to turn it.]

*he could tell him that it's only a closet, but that's far too petty.* How long have you been here for?

[ I did it to Pronnie too. D8 ]

[uwah, that's terrible D8. He just want to play on the piano cause someone is being an Arschloch. Hurray door is open...let's hope the piano is still in the same spot.]

Didn't think I recognized you. *this Asch is terrible to an extreme, that's for sure. almost makes me feel bad. almost. he'll just follow him in and hope for some entertainment.*

[ Okay~ Have fun. X3 ]

[If he considers Asch stumbling awkwardly about with his hands waving slightly in front of him to find the piano as entertainment.]

*surprisingly.. not really. he finds something familiar in him other than just the appearance and takes him by the arm, leading him to the piano.*

...[seats himself on the piano, his hands touching and feeling around the familiar keys. Once he finds his place, he starts to play a piece (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1ZCH7gr4dI) on the piano.]

... *stands be silently with his arms crossed, listening.*

[continues playing, the song going faster, louder, softer, higher. There was definitely a lot of feelings of frustration being put behind those notes.]

*taps his foot lightly, letting his eyes close while Asch plays.*

[sways to the melody, fingers jumping key to key, and beginning to feel comfortable to be somewhere he was so familiar with.]

*stills his foot before walking the short distance to the wall, leaning against it and now watching his hands intently.*

[his fingers were flying naturally across the keys and the song soon comes to a definite end] ...

*gives him some quiet applause.* You're very talented. It must have taken you years of study to reach that point.