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[ From one of the many hallways comes the sound of a hollow object smacking into something. Repeatedly. Turns out Asch is strolling along, bouncing a ping pong ball off his forehead, of all things, looking more than a little agitated with something or someone. ]

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...no. [ There's just no getting out of this without sounding like an idiot. ]

....?

[ Dismisses the look with a shake of his head, wings backing the motion. ]

...[:o that's...different. He been distracted this whole time he didn't see them]

... [ Doesn't help that Asch tries to keep them as discreet as possible. Damn them having a mind of their own. ] ..a pair of wings.

... [turns his head to check his own back before looking back, frowning]

Both my replica and I had them forced upon us. [ This Asch having to check makes him curious. ]

...[thinks]

[ Flaps his wings with a scoff. ] With these pathetic things? Not hardly. They have little use aside from amplifying magic and breaking objects.

I suppose everyone desires as much at some point. [ What a curious accent. ] I am capable of casting a few fonic artes, yes.

Spells or magic is what people sometimes refer to them as.

...

..what would you like to see?

Hmm. [ Stalagmite is the most concentrated of his spells, so he goes with that, aiming it a good distance away from them. ]

[:o congrats you have become Asch's new idol lol] That's amazing! How do you do that?

[ l-lol. Asch attracts all manner of people. ] It is simply a matter of gathering the appropriate fonons needed.

Fonons are what make up all matter in Auldrant.

You are not from Auldrant? What is the name of where you are from?

Earth.. I have heard it mentioned in passing.