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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.]

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[fononfailure]

[ Even stretching to the point that her shirt rides up, she still can't reach. ]

[scionofhispower]

[...Asch is going to just stand there, arms crossed across his chest and a very, very amused smirk firmly in place on his lips.]


[ooc; Oh god, you have no idea how much my inner Asch wanted to bust in on fonon and dreplica's shouting match.]

[fononfailure]

[ Nope, still no good. If Asch has ever seen a cat playing with a toy, then he should have a silly mental image. ]

Hnnnn... Stupid.. stupid.. thing! [ Jumping almost lets her slip the string of the hook it's hanging by, but not quite. ]

[ ooc: You should've let him out! It'd have been hilarious! Maybe they'll go back to yelling. :'D ]

[scionofhispower]

[That's exactly the image he's getting, actually, and it's amusing the shit out of him.]

Having trouble? [That taunting tone in his voice, that amused smirk... he's having a blast here.]


[ooc; I just woke up, so it was a reaction that came up while I was reading through the thread just now.]

[fononfailure]

[ Somehow she's not surprised that he's being a jerk, though that doesn't mean it's any less annoying. After another jump she teeters for a moment, almost falling over backwards. ]

No. [ Fine, don't lend a hand. She doesn't want his help anyways. ]

[ ooc: Ah~ Have fun facepalming, Asch. XD ]

[scionofhispower]

Sure doesn't look that way. [Oh, he'll lend a hand of some sort. Which is to say, he comes closer and puts his hands on her hips.]

[fononfailure]

[ She's not even going to comment on that, since there's not much to say. ] Hmph! [ Oh gee, thanks. Now she can't even try jumping at it. ]

[scionofhispower]

[And now he's going to pull her back against himself, wrapping his arms around her hips.] You could just ask.

[fononfailure]

[ So much for getting it down on her own. She leans back, turning enough to pout glare up at him. ] You could offer.

[scionofhispower]

I did. [In his own Asch way, of course. Which involves mocking her, naturally.]

[fononfailure]

Did not! I don't need your help anyway! [ For being a jerkface, she tries to wriggle out of his grasp. ]

[scionofhispower]

Well, suit yourself. Have fun, then; I'll be inside. [And he lets her go, turning to head into the house.]

[fononfailure]

Fine! [ Before he gets too far, she brings both hands up to her mouth and-- ]

MIEU! GET OUT HERE!!

[ Ever wonder how it got up there in the first place? ]

(1/2)

[scionofhispower]

[That was definitely right in his ear, damnit.]

[scionofhispower]

[Which means that he turns around and grabs her collar, eyes narrow.] Are you trying to make me deaf, replica?

[fononfailure]

[ There's a slight wince when she's grabbed, but she just tries to shove his hands off. ] Don't you think I'd have done it sooner if I was?

[ And look out, Asch. Cheagle at seven-o-clock. ]

[scionofhispower]

[Unfortunately, Asch doesn't realize Mieu is already there, so the cheagle ends up hitting him.]

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[fononfailure]

Mieu! [ YOU BIG MEANIE. D: Whether he's still holding on or not, she's going to check on the poor Thing. ]

[scionofhispower]

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[He let her go as soon as Mieu smacked into him, don't worry. And now he's just like "What the fuck?" before turning away.] Tch. I'm going in.

[fononfailure]

[ Up goes the cheagle into her arms, where she can pet his head. ] ...fine.

[ After that little display, she'd rather not be near when he gets a look at the place. With Mieu here, she thought it would be a good idea to grow a bunch of pots of grasses for him. ]

[scionofhispower]

[Asch has no words.

Meanwhile, once he's inside, he finally puts his hand over the spot where Mieu ended up hitting into his arm, slowly massaging the area as best as he can one-handed to try to numb the pain and get the feeling back in the rest of his arm. He's pretty distracted by this, so he's not really paying too much attention to the other changes she's made. Plus, he's really just more concerned with finding his son.]

[fononfailure]

[ Luke peeked inside when there wasn't so much as an insult from Asch, then carefully made her way upstairs to follow suit. Mieu had seemed happy enough to see her -and Asch, she could tell, so she knew Aidan had to be fine. Probably sleeping at this hour of the day. ]

[scionofhispower]

[By the time Asch gets up to Aidan's room, he's still rubbing his arm. But that doesn't stop him from going over to his son; he releases his own arm, wincing slightly but moving past that so he can brush his fingers against Aidan's forehead.]

[fononfailure]

[ Seeing Asch holding his arm makes her pause; had Mieu slammed into him that hard...? For a tiny creature with a thick skull he seemed fine and she knew Asch was tougher than any cheagle so it didn't make sense. Huh. Not wanting to intrude, she lingers just outside the bedroom door in silence with her back to the wall. ]

[scionofhispower]

[The damn cheagle's head is hard and Mieu was clearly excited to be called upon.

Asch kneels beside Aidan's bed, still brushing his hair back lightly. It's taking an awful lot for him to keep himself from shaking; he's missed nearly two years of his son's life, who has now grown from a baby to a toddler. Seeing him has driven that fact home.]