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[If someone had blinked, they might have missed it. One minute there was nothing out of the ordinary to look at, and by the next a wormhole had dropped Asch in a heap on the ground and tried to consume a bit of the nearby landscape as payment for its services.]

[Asch was still breathing, as a matter of fact, though he seemed a little worse for wear. Being transported from one end of the universe to another tends to do that to a person.]

[[OOC: What do I even call this? "SpaceAdventures!Asch"...? He's gonna retain all his memories from his former game. I still have a month paid left and ughhh...]]

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[royalscored.livejournal.com]

[ That's not alarming at all. ]

Asch?!

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[Of course not.]

[He's out. Somewhere far, far away he hears Meryl's Natalia's voice, but he doesn't know where it's coming from, whether it's real or a dream...]

[royalscored.livejournal.com]

[ Oh Lorelei. Meryl quickly gathers up some Seventh fonons into a healing spell. ]

O Soothing Light... Heal.

[prismshards]

[ With your gracious permission, the ground upon which the wormhole spits Asch is already occupied by one Dreck fon Cheesehead. One moment he was alone in his happy place, wondering what he should do for dinner tonight, and then next something freaking heavy was deposited on his lap with the force of a ten-ton cheagle going "AAAAAAATTAAAAACK!!!". ]

[ Or at least that's how it felt when Luke's gut was nailed by his original. ]

--OOOOF!

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[That seems to help. Asch stirs, his fingers twitching a little, shifting dirt aside -- a clear indication he's sprawled on the ground somewhere.]

(Cocoaphony? ...No.)

[With a grunt, Asch makes an effort to pull himself to his feet.]

[royalscored.livejournal.com]

[ Meryl keeps directing fonons at him as she helps him sit up, but firmly presses him down when he tries to stand up. ]

Don't push yourself. Are you alright?

[sacred-flamer.livejournal.com]

[Lucky for you, Asch, there's a long haired redhead standing in your way, ready to be a pillow for you. Espada!Luke looked up just in time to see Asch tumbling out of the wormhole... and stepping aside at the very last second to let him eat dirt.]

Nice entrance, Asch.

Sorry bb, he is going to kill you. You should have eaten a big lunch.

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[WHUMPF!]

[It was like slamming full force into Van's prized organ -- only not quite. It was also enough to at least partially jar Asch to consciousness. He groans and tries to open his eyes, but the sunlight hurts too, and he shuts them again almost immediately. Actually everything hurts right now.]

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[It's probably a good thing she's not letting him stand, but Asch is resisting nevertheless. His eyes slowly open, and he tries to look around as his vision slowly shuffles back into focus.]

Let... Let go.

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[How is that lucky?]

[Asch is still very much unconscious. If he hears the dreck's voice he tries hard to ignore it. Luke's not supposed to be there.]

[sacred-flamer.livejournal.com]

[He's definitely going to hear him, as Luke can only communicate via telepathy.]

[He stepped forward, glancing down at him. He paused a moment, before nudging at him with a foot as gently as he could.]

Wake up, Asch.

[royalscored.livejournal.com]

Humor me, Asch. [ This one is definitely not a push-over with him, but she does loosen her grip slightly. ] Are you injured anywhere?

/okay my bad

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[Well that wasn't going to work. On the ground, Asch grunts. In his mind, things are finally starting up again, working more normally, and doing a whole lot less spinning around.]

[Wait. Why the hell is he hearing the replica's "voice" this way? Asch is one part indignant and three parts angry.]

Get out...

S'okay. <3333

[sacred-flamer.livejournal.com]

[Luke let out an amused snort.]

Sorry, Asch. I can't talk normally anymore.

[He paused, smirking.]

You'll just have to deal with me inside of you.

[Take that as you will.]

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[Asch's gaze finally focuses on Meryl "Natalia". He snorts at the request, but begins to methodically check to see that all his fingers and toes are still there, and so on. The process is mostly mental, though he does take a moment to test an arm.]

...No. [Not that he'd admit it if he was,]

[royalscored.livejournal.com]

[ Unfortunately, she realizes that, and does a quick look-over anyways. When she's satisfied, she lets go of him and leans back on her heels. ] What exactly happened to you?

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[OBJECTION!]

I told you to get out. If you're not going to cooperate, I'll remove you myself! I'm through talking to you.

[Well he's got an option. Try to mentally wrestle Luke out (there's still no clear indication as to why he can do this to begin with) or try to wake up. As much as he'd love to clobber himself a reject, waking up's a little more pressing at the moment.]

[Asch's arm starts to twitch.]

[sacred-flamer.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey! You're waking up!

[He knelt down, poking at his twitching arm.]

Wake up, wake up~

[claim_my_place]

[Now that he's been released, Asch tries to stand up, albeit wobbly at first, using one hand to keep his balance, the other goes to the side of his head. If there's any such thing as luck, maybe he won't have to repeat what just happened.]

[He glances down at "Natalia", then studies his surroundings more closely. Something seems a bit off on all counts.]

...Wormhole, most likely.

A-at least he got to be helpful;;;;

[prismshards]

[ Upon being slammed into, Luke was jerked upward then promptly fell over moaning about body parts he didn't know the meanings for. He'd have kept rolling in the grass had a glorified paperweight not been pinning him in place. ]

Auuugh... Who dropped the load of bricks...?

[ After a bit of awkward turtle flailing, Luke has the sense to shove at Asch without realizing it's him. ]

[royalscored.livejournal.com]

...Wormhole? [ This is accompanied by a funny look. ] I'll take it you don't mean fonic glyphs.

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[It's on thing to find yourself awake in a place you're not entirely familiar with, but it's another to have a giant hole in THIN AIR open up and swallow a nice, juicy chunk of the place you're not entirely familiar with. As if Anise wasn't confused enough already, she lets out a high-pitched shriek and bounds away, only to stop when she nears something make a decent smack against the ground. It's only out of sheer curiosity that she turns around to see a mess of red hair.

Red--Luke?! Anise holds her breath, then scrambles over. Was it really him? But Luke was--it'd been months! He did promise but Anise never thought he'd actually come back!

So imagine her face, when it's not Luke, but Asch she's kneeling beside, staring dumbfounded at and reaching out to push back his bangs, more to just ascertain if he was actually there or not.]

:'(

[mykimlasca.livejournal.com]

Asch! Goodness what happened..

[claim_my_place]

[That look says more than it doesn't.]

No. They're "shortcuts" in spacetime, connecting one place to another. I must have fallen into one.

He does make a decent throw pillow.

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[Asch sucks in a breath and tries to open his eyes again. The light's still blinding, but he squints against it and tries to make out something. Anything. That voice... He knows that voice.]

[He doesn't want to be hearing it. B|]

[And then there's an unwanted shove. Well that does it. Asch is still unable to pulls himself up, but his temper at least seems to be just fine.]

...Kn... knock it off!!