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[ Remaining idle has never been one of Asch's strong points at any time in his life, so it should come as no surprise that he would find a way to spend his spare time doing something productive. As of late you might have seen the winged original bustling about hither and tither, to and fro, and even yonder as he transported -- among other things -- a great many boxes, several types of food, and a boatload of furniture. All this was being taken in the direction of a city located near the ocean's shoreline, to an outdoor cafe that would give a hole in the wall a bad name.
Only one small (if tasty-smelling) box remains to be taken from the apartments to said cafe. You're free to catch him anywhere along the way, with his hair neatly braided and sporting a spotless, ruffle-free apron. Mock at your own risk, drecks. ]
[ooc: My internet is being a wonky POS, so replies might be sporadic. D:]
Only one small (if tasty-smelling) box remains to be taken from the apartments to said cafe. You're free to catch him anywhere along the way, with his hair neatly braided and sporting a spotless, ruffle-free apron. Mock at your own risk, drecks. ]
[ooc: My internet is being a wonky POS, so replies might be sporadic. D:]

GASP, LET ME GET MY VISA!
And you don't try to cut her when she teases you...that much.BUT I LIKED MEANING OF BIRTH! :c And yes, yes it is. Have you see the one of Luke and Asch with the strawberries? I kinda died inside a little. ♥YOU'LL BE THE FIRST SHE USES THAT SKILL ON. ...Oh, you just had to go there. Just like in the game when you beat him for the first time. Fucking guilt trip, man. Dick move.
Okay, that alone might make her worry.As gentle as a swarm of angry bees? Yes, that's definitely Asch. And you really are a sweetie, Engel, Anise does take note of the care you take with her. ...Of course, that blows out the window when she sees the bottle and towel. Crap, this will not be a pleasant experience. Anise fidgets uncomfortably, then swallows her fears and nods slowly.]Ah...
[She'll suck it up like the soldier she is, but if she reacts negatively, don't blame her. She already felt a little guilty for having you more or less babysit her.]
WHAT, NO MASTERVAN CARD?
And get blood all over his nice clean sword? Forget it. That's what artes are for~SAME HERE. |D Th-there's so many fanarts of them with strawberries. /has one as her desktop now lmao.HE'LL BE HAPPY TO THROW HER A BONE. Asch is nothing but a walking dick, you know. --er.
Along with 'Flush twice; it's a long way to Daath.'Or at least as gentle as a grumpy housewife scrubbing dirty laundry. Engel wants his not-boyfriend's little sister to get better so the idiot won't worry himself sick. It's not like he's concerned. Really. Hence him already uncapping the alcohol and tipping a small amount onto the towel. ]...I only plan on using enough to get rid of the bacteria.
[ Atta girl. Just.. try not to beat on him too hard, if you please. Dabbing very softly now. ]
FFFFJVJCJXKZ /CHOKES.
That's what Free Run is for. ISN'T UPGRADING GREAT?That and Promise. Though...that one now makes me cry like a little bitch. And it was this one. (http://i564.photobucket.com/albums/ss81/KatnipThief/a-19.jpg) S-So cute. ;; ♥CAN SHE THROW IT BACK? ...You really are trying to poison the mind of an innocent young girl, aren't you? B|
PFFT. Anise will be a widow forever.No, you're not concerned at all. Of course not~ Anise eyes the towel and alcohol, and presses her damaged doll closer to herself. She braces herself for the sting, and makes a soft whining sound as the pain bites at her sore throat. She bites her lip and squeezes her eyes tight. Owowow!!]Mmhh--!
[She squeezes Tokunaga tight, fighting back her tears. Damnit, she's a soldier! She's not about to break down because of a little stinging...okay, a lot of stinging. She will be tearing up a lot, though, much to her displeasure.]
/WINS.
Engel's just glad he's not stuck with the damn Maestro equipment still. Getting pwned by Mushroom Road enemies is LAME.Any of the songs by Fujiwara are epic and tear-inducing~ aslkfjsdlf that is the cutest thing ever. ;~; /savesCLUNKING HIM ON THE HEAD WOULD BE HILARIOUS. ..."innocent" is a very subjective word for her, you realize. |8
Aw. Maybe Asch can hook her up with some nice rich guy in Baticul.Glad we're in agreement. Very quickly Asch makes short work of cleansing the cut, only going over it once before pressing some gauze to her neck and loosely wrapping that. ]There you go... All done.
[ With that taken care of, he sits back to ruffle her hair somewhat. You're a good kid, Anise. Sorry about that. ]
And you wonder why I love you. :| ♥
That is the only drawback to fighting with Asch. His equipment blooows.Yesss... I am going to bawl so hard when I replay Abyss again and see Asch's death. ;__; Jerk really DID grow on me. I didn't cry the first time, but I'm pretty sure I will this time. ffff isn't is precious? ;A;HIS FOREHEAD IS LIKE AN OPEN INVITATION. I know not what you speak of.
Why doesn't she just marry Asch and save everyone a headache.Anise opens her eyes, letting her tears spill over her face, and wipes them away. She sniffles and scoots closer to Asch, about to punch him in the shoulder, but stops.]Mrf.
[She pouts, puffing up her cheeks, and hugging her doll. No, I don't want a hairfluffle, I want a fucking lollipop. B|]
Heh. :'D /continues subject chat <<;
Damn original has to make life difficult for everybody!There's a reason it took me so long to beat the game the first time around. I refused to go into Eldrant for months. |Da Wrrrry do the redheads have to be so smooshable? ;^;P-PFFFFT! HE'D END UP WITH AN X-SHAPED BANDAGE OVER THE SPOT. Uh huh.
Uh... This one is slightly spoken for. At least twice over.Mr. Feathers just braces for the impact, and when it doesn't happen, his head gets tilted to the side. ]Not like you would have hurt me.
[ No lollipops here, though he does have cookies? Come on, Anise. There must be something in that box you want to try. ]
I saw that fail!edit, Sol. 8| And mine did not happen, shut up. >__>
Indeed he does. At least his sword design was pretty to look at.Pff, I can understand that entirely now. |D;; I still can't understand how Asch got under my skin, though. For all he's worth, I should hate him even to stab him myself, but... ;^; Fuzzyhead. Wryyy? And it is because they have little melonheads that you just want to poke repeatedly.A-AAWWW. Anise would kiss it better. After laughing her ass off for a good twenty minutes, of course.
We never saying anything about the wedding being consensual. 8)aAnise frowns, then flicks his fore head again before seating herself in his lap and grabbing a cookie from his box. Omnomnom. Anise points to his apron a second later, raising a brow. What's with the getup, Asch? Though she's really one to talk with her rags.]I didn't see any edits. |Da
True that.Ahaha~ Asch can be a jerkface, but at the same time I can sympathize with his issues. |D They have melonheads that they rarely put to good use, so we might as well smack 'em.I can tell already he's going to get nailed during their massive food fight. With what object remains to be seen, heh.
.......how would that even work. 8|And in true Asch-fashion, he slaps a hand to the spot she hit, rubbing the stinging away. Wench. ]...so my clothes remain clean, obviously.
[ Scowls at the top of her head half-heartedly and takes a cookie for himself. ]
Good girl. /tosses treat.
Oh, he is. I'm still debating on what the item will be, though the chicken kind of tops everything at the moment.
Do not question the complicated inner workings of Anise's mind. 8|Anise smiles and leans against him, giving the grumpy redhead a light hug and cuddle. To his words she gives him a look, then spells on his chest.]/wags tail~
l-lol. Frozen chicken might end up giving him a concussion, so make sure it's well cooked. Heh.
Asch wouldn't put such a feat past her. B|Asch smooths out her hair for a while, pausing to pick out a knot when she starts writing on him. Which earns her a light bop upside the head. ]No, idiot. I do not want either one. I was busy moving furniture and such around, that's all.
fffff /bellyrub. |3
Ahaha Anise would fuss like mad if she hurt Asch
again. So she'll make sure the chicken is cooked and seasoned to perfection before hurling it at his face~ That's kind of nice, Asch, though you're not getting anywhere, really. Anise wasn't exactly filthy, but she did need a bath or shower. And some new clothes, definitely. In fact, his playing with her hair only makes her begin to slide off his lap, before she's bopped on the head. She winces, and holds her heads over it, making a startled noise coupled with a light cough.]Ah! Mm...
[Boo, Asch. Boo. >:| Anise huffs and takes his hand to write on his palm again. She yawned while she did, but it wasn't as big as it was before.]
[She held out a piece of her raggedy and bloodstained dress and looked down. She really didn't want to wear this thing anymore. She tried to rip it apart in a blaze of rage, guilt, and sorrow after she came back, but she couldn't exactly prance around wearing nothing, so a bit of it remained. She wasn't happy about it, though.]
purrrrr /happylegkick |D
At least he's used to the abuse? It comes with the territory of playing nanny to troublemakers and danger magnets. Though he will fume at the waste of delicious food~ Hm. That is one detail in desperate need of attention. The weather might have warmed up a great deal, but it's still not warm enough for a little girl to be wandering around in rags. Luke would hardly object to his friend borrowing the shower, too. ... Though scrubbing it down first isn't a bad idea either.
The original huffs right back at Anise, the sentiment echoed with a disgruntled rustling of wings. It's not wise to piss off the pidgey, little chicklet. ]
Stop your whining. If you can make that face, you can take a little abuse. ...I was setting up shop, my old place is further that way, and the door there leads to the bathroom. Go take a bath while I find something for you to wear. Towels are already in there.
[ Standing up along with her, Asch shoos Anise towards said bathroom while removing his now dirty apron with disdain. Sigh. He really should have known better than to go with white. ]
I didn't know dogs could purr, or cats could kick their legs. :|a
Poor Asch. He really doesn't ever catch a break. Poor guy needs a vacation. She'll make him something tasty after he admits defeat. Anise watches his pretty wings flutter, leaning over a little to do so, then smiles and prances off towards where he pointed with a nod to acknowledge her thanks and that she heard him. Ah, a nice hot shower is just what she needs~ Hopefully the bathroom won't be too...icky. Anise will go about her business getting clean and washing her hair, and once she's done - it was relatively quick considering she usually takes long showers - Anise curls up in a large, fluffy towel and peeks out the door. She opens her mouth to call for the redhead, but a soft quiet gasping noise is all that comes out.
...Son of a bitch. Anise raps her knuckles against the wall to get Asch's attention. She needed something to wear. Though she loves teasing you, Feathers, Anise isn't exactly about to skip around naked or in just a towel, thank you very much. She still has her innocence and dignity. Once she's certain he heard her, she closes the door so that only her arms sticks out, which she waves around.]
My kitty does the foot thing sometimes. |Da
Ya have to wonder if he'd even know what to do during a vacation besides be his usual
worrywartgrumpy self. And so they remain in a stalemate for weeks on end, surrounded by food going bad. ...yuck. Asch's face scrunches up under her gaze, leading his wings to poof further --he's not some damn exotic animal, thank you very much. No need to panic over the state of the Mechanic's bathroom; the boy is neurotic about germs and probably sanitizes every surface that comes into contact with the outside world.Pidgeon is ready for you, Anise, clothing pile in hand. He's not certain of what might fit the little guardian, so there's a couple pairs of pants along with a sweatshirt that could be a short dress for her. ]
Yes, please refrain from darting about in a state of undress.
That is so adorable I-I don't even... ;A;
Ah, this is a good point...and kind of sad, really. He just needs to relax, methinks. Until a whole new war breaks out over who cleans it up. In the end they'll leave ir for someone else, pff. Lazyasses. And Anise just thinks they're pretty, Asch! She actually likes your wings, despite them being sensitive and a terrible vital spot. As corny as it sounds, they make him look like an angel, and that slightly puts Anise's mind at ease when dealing with the fact that he's going to die back home. "At least he'll be in heaven with Ion". And we thank Mechanic's OCD-ness. Anise would rather not be bathing in your filth, guys, gross.
Her hand grabs the offered items and she gives him a dry look as she peeks through the tiny space between door and door frame. You've done it now, Asch. Once the door is closed, Anise begins concocting a plan. A rather evil plan~ She chooses the sweatshirt to wear, since she's way too small and scrawny to fit into those pants, even with Luke being as thin as he was.
When she's done, Anise will slide the door open and pose beautifully in the doorframe, hooding her eyes and smirking at him. Her hair is down and still damp and tussled. Asch...darling~ We're all alone... ♥
Anise tries desperately to keep her face straight, counting the seconds before his head explodes.]
X3 He gets like that when getting his chin scratched.
Anise just needs to tackle him and squish all the stress out of his sour self~ That's the beauty of the dressing room; no mess too big for it to fix itself. But they're a nuisance and tacky and... well, inhuman. Le sigh. Though Asch is grudgingly happy to be of assistance in keeping Anise from fretting too much over his inevitable demise.
Stop trying to pair the three of them up, brain, aaaah.Asch retains his bored expression as she disappears back into the bathroom, even being so kind as to not caution her on drowning in the tub somehow. See? He can play nice on occasion. Though it's mostly that he feels Anise has been through plenty for the time being.
But fate decrees that being nice doesn't pay. So hen the hinges creak to signal Anise's appearance, Asch stops dead in his tracks and stares. Having just been about to bring them both some tea, he's left unarmed and so very vulnerable. To what he isn't certain, but it doesn't help that the way she's leaning sends a sharp chill down his spine. ]
.....w-what's that look for??
[ Wait, she couldn't possibly-- why would she-- but that's-- ...why did he ever think this was a good idea again? Already Asch is edging towards the door of the apartment, his face roughly the same color as his hair. ]
Aww~ That's too cute! How old is he? :>
...Don't tempt fate, the midget is more than capable of doing that. She might actually make an attempt in a few minutes. If these two ever find that out, there will be messes and blown up things everywhere. 8|;; And Anise still thinks they're pretty and fluffy and nice - it's her childish wonder over the unusual. She still feels huffy that she can't pet them, too. Asch, you really are a softy, no wonder you're a gummy bear. Sour on the outside, but sweet and soft after a while~
It's already too late for me, ahaha. |D; Though mine is more a platonic threeway snug-fest. Can't see Anise in a romantic way when regarding Luke and especially Asch, though I'm sure it exists somewhere out there. Sigh.Oh, you are truly a pagan of sincerity, Engel, dear. Anise grins wickedly after makes a throaty snickering sound - not being able to laugh blows fyi - then barrels at her redheaded companion. Anise used TACKLEHUG! Is it super effective?! Anise snickers roughly, coughing here and there because owww, it hurts to laugh, but this is so worth it!! Asch, you
and Guymake the most hilarious faces EVER.]Around sixteen. He's an old fart. :'D
But then Pidge would be just a dry husk and no fun at all! Thankfully he also has his own obsessive inclination for neatness, unless it involves cooking. Perhaps if Anise asks nicely, he consider allowing a few pets. Maybe. If the little twerp would cease picking on his sorta-single status and comparing him to edible substances. >/
Ehe, same here. I could see them being all gentlemanly and escorting her to official parties though, just as a courtesy. |D ...actually, I don't think I've ever seen Anise paired with either in a romantic way.When you're raised by a stoic person as the Commandant and only interact with the God-Generals, you take everything quite seriously. It's a feat Asch has as much snark as he does. Anise's attack is super effective plus a 1.5 cute type bonus! An embarrassing unmanly yelp escapes Asch's throat as her small frame collides with him, sending them both toppling over backwards onto the chaise and the teacups sailing into the air. Whoops. ]
D'aww! x) Old, lazy kitties are always fun to snuggle.
You mean he's fun now? Oh, you redheads and your neatness. Making messes is so much more fun! You will make Anise an incredibly happy panda, Asch. And she will ask nicely, and she'll even be gentle. ♥ As for picking on you? ...Good luck.
Aww, that's really sweet~ And you know she'd be flirting it up with all the dukes and lords and asking about their salaries. Also imagining her in a pretty gown is 'eee' inducing. And you have no idea how happy that makes me.I think that just comes with being an arrogant, prissy noble deep down. Those jerks are always going off about something. Of course, Anise would have him no other way. He's a lot nicer than the other ones she's met...and really hasn't yelled at her, threatened her, or outright attacked her just yet. Or maybe she's just lucky...
Anise flops right on top of him, snickering at that, what was it, a squawk? She hugs him tightly, arms secure around his middle, and face pressed into his chest. Mm, warm~ How come you're so cute, Asch? You shouldn't be cute. And snuggly. And Anise is pretty sure she shouldn't love you as much as she does. Even so, she does, and will just sigh and look up at him with a smile. She'll be drawing small, bubbly hearts on his chest now, kthnx.]
Mmm~ ♥♥♥
Except when they're being crotchety. XD
He's more fun than most others sporting his appearance! What can they say, maybe it's genetic or something. Anise is an easy lady to please, if you ask him. Besides being a bit on the scrawny side and demanding, she might make an okay wife.
She would do well to master the fine art of 'tact' though. Asking a person's financial situation is so gauche. ...Anise can wear a lovely gown to the party Engel and the other Anise are hosting? |D...allow us to reiterate the need for tact, even if that happens to be 100% true. And Asch has yet to be a big mean heavy for the simple fact that.. he really doesn't like to. The bouts of rage just tend to slip out when he's frustrated.
Out comes another OOF when she literally knocks the air out of him. Asch wrinkles his nose upon being- of all things- hugged and props himself up on both elbows to make room for his wings to fold back up. You're kinda failing at being gentle, Anise. Not that it couldn't have been much more painful had he landed wrong. Though pain would have been preferable to having a half-dressed Tatlin making... hearts on his front?? ]
--would you stop that!
[ Not going to flail. Not going to flail. God-Generals, high nobles, and Asch the Bloody in particular do not flail. ]
Well, this is true. |D;;
He is which Anise is extremely thankful for. ...Like their stupidity, you mean? If he ever voices the scrawny and demanding part, expect a boot to the head, Asch. Though toss her some gald and she might be too distracted by that to notice his escape.
Tact is not something Anise is familiar with, sorry. Though she does know outright not to ask how much they make. She'll learn to get the info she needs through in-depth conversation, of course~ ...Yes~ Though someone needs to do up her hair.And allow us to reiterate than Anise has no tact. :V And Asch must be frustrated pretty often then, considering his recent track record.
Hey, Anise is very gentle most of the time! And she is not half dressed, she's still got stuff underneath, thanks. And the sweatshirt does enough to cover her, it's just baggy. Anise looks up at him when he leans up, blinking and watching his wings flutter. ...Oops. She gives him a concerned look and an apologetic
wibblepout before scooting mostly off him and wrapping both her arms around one of his. She mouths the word "sorry" and tilts her head in a silent question of "are you okay?"Though Anise had to admit seeming him all flustered and flaily like that was absolutely priceless.]
He likes dad better anyways. orz
catchcollect 'em all! |Db...hey. They're only seventeen and boys take longer to mature, so they're allowed to be a little slow on on the uptake. Asch would expect more of a Tokunaga Smash to the head for comments like those, heh. And if he ever needs to catch Anise, a small pile of gald should do the trick nicely.
That's all Engel would ask for. He'd hate to have to pull her aside for a scolding at some formal affair. ...he can braid it for her?Frustrated in more ways than one when a certain dreck goes missing. Fufufu.
Says the girl with an "I'LL KILL YOU BASTARDS!" line. Well it's not like Asch is about to go peeking underneath to see if that's the case here! The sympathies on her part earn Anise a quick pat on the head with his free hand and he sits upright, rolling one shoulder then the other to get the kinks out. Better keep that last thought to yourself, Anise. ]
Nothing worth worrying about. I take it you're feeling much better?
Those crotchety old men have to stick together. :|
A little slow. Yep. Just a little. Honestly, if he weren't broken, that would be his fate indeed. Lucky break for Asch. Just jingle the joins in your pocket and she'll be there in a few minutes, looking excited.
And she'd pout and boo at him forever, and look like such a brat. But a rich brat! ...Fff that'd make her stupidly happy, though she'd be skeptical at first. Then make puppydog eyes at him and beg to braid his.Oho, I hear plotbunnies frolicking~
Y-You aren't supposed to hear that! Okay, letting you know right now, that if Asch even dared think that, Anise would castrate him with the nearest available sharp object. It will neither be pleasant nor fun. Anise doesn't exactly want to sit up, so she lets his arm go and stays laying on the chaise. She reaches behind her reflexively be remembers that Tokunaga isn't exactly in snuggling condition. ...God damnit. Is there at least a pillow around she can sleep with? And shut up, it's a comfort thing! Anise sighs and kind of curls up a little. When he asks her the question, she reaches for his hand and spells again.]
[Which obviously means she isn't. Those nightmares aren't exactly something she can ignore.]
[She eyes his wings wearily and unconsciously reaches out for one, but pulls her hand back before it even gets close to making contact. Hm, maybe she does have some tact after all.]
/SPORFLES
That's what she should do instead: Lucky all her enemies into oblivion and back! Don't tempt Engel into putting a small sack of gald onto a stick; he'd so do it and love every minute of it.
A rich cute brat to boot. Trust him, Anise, you'll find somebody to love all your qualities some day~ ...pfff it's likely he would permit being something of a large mannequin for her while reading. A good book helps him to zone out.Only if plotbunnies go at it like regular bunnies~
It's hard not to when you're shouting it out during battle... Not to worry, should that thought ever occur to him, he would turn his sword onto himself first. Asch turns, slinging an arm over the back of their seat and watching her curiously. He heard that sigh. ]
...nice is not the word I would use as an adjective for me, but no matter. You can rest either here or the bed-- the bed would be more comfortable and... if you wish, I can sit nearby. Just so you don't have to worry as much, alright?
[ Aw.. He chuckles, stretching both feathered appendages towards the sleepyhead enticingly. Yes, Anise, you can pet them for a while. ]
|D /winnar!
Happy Light is more pain inducing, but sure! But if she goes into Fever Time, you're reimbursing her the twnety-thousand, Mr. Moneybags. That's just cruel and mean and you are a terrible, terrible person. ;__;
Engel better be careful she's not taken right from under his nose with her sugary sweetness and good looks! And that's sweet to say, thank you~ If he does that, Anise probably would use bows and ribbons. Zoning out when near a little troll is not a good idea./CHOKES
Boooo! And for once, Anise would not miss you. Anise watches him from her ball-like state on the chaise. She pokes her cheeks and smiles softly. "You just need to smile more!" The bed would be a lot more comfortable, but she didn't want to move right now. Especially not when she's distracted by those fluffy wings flapping at her. She gives him s a questioning look first - is it really okay? - before reaching out and brushing her fingertips over the fuzzy, silver fluff. So pretty... Anise is very careful not to poke, prod, or pinch them too much, and just smiles after a while. They were really, really soft! And tickled her fingers a little, too.
It's a moment or two before the image in front of her blurs and Anise swallows a hard lump in her throat, blinking away tears. ...Damn you, you fucking jerk...she's going to miss you so much. Maybe it would've been better if you were mean and bear-like, like the others around here. She wouldn't care are much. At least she has a weak smile on her face, though.]
/loser orz
I...shouldn't be listening to "The Last Unicorn" while reply to this. /tearing up fff ;^;
That movie always made me cry. ;~; /sniffles
INORITE? ;A;
BEST UNICORN MOVIE EVER. ;;
Yeees~ I'm so glad I own it on DVD. *w* It was that movie that got me into Japanese art.
Which is hilarious considering the book is by an American author. xD