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[scionofhispower]

[Clearly, redheads have never been in short supply here.

As a result of this fact, seeing Asch sitting at a table with that smug "I'm better than you" look of his shouldn't really take too many people by surprise. Oh, sure, the lack of any discernible agitation is probably a little disconcerting as is the presence of a deck of playing cards set upon the table within easy reach of his right hand. Of course, this Asch is a little different from most, missing anger notwithstanding; it isn't too hard to tell he is a fair bit older, somewhere within his early-to-mid twenties.

Regardless, he is Asch. And he? He is challenging you to a game of poker.

Ready to try your luck?]


[ooc; Unlike swallowfury, Asch here is definitely not reset, so he retains any CR he had from the last time I was around a couple years back. Of course, he's not going to come out and just let you know who he is; he feels like being a bit of a jerk, so even if you do know him, he's going to leave you guessing. Especially. If you're a certain replica. Why? Because he can. And, no, he's not going to deal cards to kids. But he might go into papa mode on them.]

Comments

[scionofhispower]

Who are you to talk about someone having a temper? [Conveniently forgetting your rage a few minutes ago, replica?]

[fononfailure]

[ She's trying to. It's embarrassing. ] Someone who speaks from experience?

[scionofhispower]

Mmhmm.

[fononfailure]

[ Have a hug, papa original. ] You know I'm glad you're here, right?

[scionofhispower]

I know.

[fononfailure]

And I wouldn't change a thing.

[scionofhispower]

[He's just going to hold her now.]

[fononfailure]

[ She's fine with that~ ]

[scionofhispower]

How's...?

[fononfailure]

He's gotten to be so big. I didn't know how to explain where you were...

[scionofhispower]

[He nods slightly, not really sure how to respond to that last bit.] Where is he...?

[fononfailure]

Let's go see him. Together. [ She squirms out of his grasp to stand up and offer him a hand. ]

[scionofhispower]

[He actually lets her help him up, surprisingly.]

[fononfailure]

[ Enough so she catches him in a hug once they're both upright, then tugs him off towards the house. ]

[scionofhispower]

[Oh, Lorelei, how he's missed their home... he kind of picked a pretty damn nice one, if he does say so himself. And fixed it up damn well, too.]

[fononfailure]

[ By Luke's opinion, it's the best house in all of Auldrant and here. ♥ Asch'll notice that in the time he's been away, she's even gotten into the homemaker spirit by doing some customization.

Starting with a set of windchimes sporting that demon face from her coat. ]

[scionofhispower]

...

[What is this, I don't even-] Luke. What the hell is that?

[fononfailure]

[ :DDDDD ] Windchimes, obviously! I remembered they're really popular in the upper levels of Baticul, so I made us some.

[scionofhispower]

Take it down. [Damnit, replica, you have no taste.]

[fononfailure]

[ You're going to love the rest of the house, then. ] What? No!

[scionofhispower]

[Don't tell me she got rid of all that nice furniture he spent all that time and effort carrying into the place and setting up...] It looks ridiculous. At least pick something with a normal design.

[fononfailure]

[ What do you take her for? Largo? An idiot? ...don't answer that. ] Says you! It's totally cool, and I made it myself!

[scionofhispower]

[fononfailure]

[ GLARING INTIMIDATINGLY UP AT YOUUUU-- has she gotten any taller yet? ] It stays.

[scionofhispower]

[Shouldn't she have stopped growing years ago~?] I bet it upsets Aidan.