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[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Well, snacking on his little soul had gotten to the point of dangerous. Luke tasted bad to him anyway, so it was probably better for the both of them that Asch finally took to the night on his own, dressed in his Victorian best, cape flaring out behind him as he strolled down the street. He was keeping his eyes peeled for someone that could be tasty for his pallet, anxious for a good meal for once.]

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[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...those are weird clothes.

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Asch smirked slightly, already used to seeing other versions of himself.]

To you, perhaps. I find your own clothes quite strange, other me.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...I guess I can see that, yeah.

I haven't seen any like yours around at all, though.

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

Hm... my Luke possesses similar garments, though his are not as fine.

[After all, he needs to look and act charming enough to get people close enough to bite.]

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

They aren't...? Why not?

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

His own choice. He does much more physical labor than I do.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

...That's odd. Normally he's a noble.

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

Oh, he is noble born. Sadly, he was forced from his family before we arrived at this place.

[gurenhai.livejournal.com]

Why?

[prismshards]

[ Further along said street is a hilly path leading to one of the many parks, with one replica sprawled out on a rough patch of dry grass. It was a touch cold out, but the lure of watching stargazing was too much for him to pass up. ]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Oh dear, what was this now? For a moment, he almost thought it was his Luke, and he had to resist the urge to pounce on the little morsel. So this was one of those other Lukes... those "replica" things his little soul had spoken of. He let out a bemused noise, before leaning over the Luke, smirking slightly.]

Such a place to lay out, Luke? Are you not afraid of the cold?

[prismshards]

[ For a moment Luke lay simply staring up at the dark sky, wondering where all the brilliant stars had gone. It was Asch's voice that made his eyes widen and sent him jumping what must have been a good three inches off the ground, scrambling backwards with a strangled noise. When the heck had Asch sneaked up him?! And did he just call him by name? ]

A-Asch?!

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Asch just raised a bemused eyebrow at the reaction, blinking as he watched Luke scramble away.]

Oh goodness. Are all you 'replica' Lukes so jittery?

[prismshards]

[ Luke's no coward; he only moved far enough to be out of striking distance, thank you. ]

I'm not jittery! You surprised the-- What do you mean by "you replica Lukes"? Isn't yours a replica?

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

Certainly not. I doubt even the Watchers have the technology to create something from something else.

[Now really, why ever would he strike at you? Eat you maybe, but...]

[prismshards]

[ O-oh bother. He brushes some grass off his jacket. ]

Well no, the watchers didn't, but why would they?

[ Totally thinking Asch means the residents of Yulia City, hence the confused expression. ]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

...I doubt we are from the same existence, Luke. The Watchers are a rather different kind of people than I imagine you're used to.

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

This place again...? [The woman murmurs and gives a displeased look at her surroundings. It had been so long and she had hoped this city was done messing with her... looked like she was wrong. After all how could it resist when it would be such an inconvenience to her?]

Tch...

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

...

[Well now, wasn't this a sight... Asch smirked to himself, coming up silently behind this much more feminine version. So, this was what he would look like as a woman, hm? Well, it appeared he would have to strike down his little soul's opinion that he would be rather busty... It seemed they were more medium sized then anything.]

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

[She started to walk down the dark street when she thought she felt a presence behind her. Oh, what now? With her luck it'd probably be that insane version of herself. Whirling around she grabbed to her sword but paused.]

...What the... [Looks over the oddly dressed version of herself. She'd only met one other before and she was none to fond of him but this one... he seemed calmer and he was eying him... with amusement!]

They're called breast. Get over it. [Glares.]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Asch let out a small snort of amusement. So feisty! Well, he supposed a woman with his demeanor would be a rather snappish individual... but at any rate, he shrugged slightly, though the amusement did not leave his face.]

Forgive me. I have not yet witnessed a female version of myself.

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

[Her expression turns into one of surprise when she hears that weird accent.]

Why are you talking like that? What version of myself are you supposed to be?

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

One from a place known as London, though from what my Luke has spoken of, I doubt you have heard of it.

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

London? Well that's a new one. [Luke? An Asch that calls their replica by name? Must be another one of those weird Asch's that was actually turned on by their replica. Ugh.]

[bloodandasch.livejournal.com]

[Asch shrugged slightly.]

This 'Auldrant' that you all speak of is new to me as well.