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[Have a Guy. He's wandering down your corridor, still looking rather lost. Having arrived in your nexus during the cheagle-related-apocalypse and having met a variety of Lukes, none of whom apparently are quite the same as the one he's used to, Guy's utterly confused. He's been trying to get his head around it but these things are difficult.

So now he's wandering along, trying to figure this place out a little so that thinking about it won't break his brain quite so hard. He's so lost in thought, however, that he doesn't seem to see the puddle of water in front of him.

Definitely doesn't see that puddle.

Whoosh. And Guy's flat on his back, staring at the ceiling.

Help him up? Come and laugh? Drop by and say hi at least.]

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I've got him. [Which is the truth. Asch has an arm curled securely around Luke's back, hand braced near his shoulders and the back of his head. Asch is reluctant to give Luke away, despite knowing he should, but after a few moment of hesitation...Asch sets Luke down on his bed, closer to Guy.]

So, what are you doing here, Guy? [Translation: What do you want?]

I don't know. [Hey, look, he really doesn't. He just fell and...here he was.]

Seriously. I was just walking along a corridor, looking for something do and... why do puddles lead to your suite anyway?

[Really, Guy? Really? Asch will give the most linear facial expression he can muster and just grunts out a quiet--]

It's the only way we get guests.

[--before going to tuck Luke back into bed. The poor kid must have been woke up by all the commotion. Ugh, and now it'd take forever for Asch to get him back to sleep.]

If you don't have a reason to be here, then there's no need for you to linger, right?

[LAUGHING.]

Okay, okay, I get the point. I'm getting outta here.

[He looks at the tiny replica though and then looks at Asch.]

S'all well and good if you want to protect him, but if you never let him spend time with anyone, he's going to become as grumpy as you.

[Asch freezes. It only now dawns on him that this was his chance. His chance to actually give Luke up to someone who could properly take care of him. Asch trusted Guy, after all - they grew up and played together long ago. Asch would always have some level of kinship with the blond, even if Guy always acted coldly toward him when they met.

He preferred Luke - the replica. Guy raised Luke before, right? That much he gathered. So it'd be easy to give Luke up. It..should be really easy. So why isn't it? Why is Asch hesitating? Why doesn't he want to let go? Damn it...it shouldn't have gotten to this point. He shouldn't have gotten so attached! Damn, stupid...replica.]

You should... [Asch bites his tongue.] ...visit him then. You know where we are now.

[Guy glanced back, slightly confused by the pause - the hesitation - but finally just nodded.]

I'll do that. I'll even use the door next time.

[Oh, hey, a distraction from his surfacing emotions! Asch will grab and cling onto that, thank you. He makes a gruff sounding grunt, maybe even a kind of scoffing laugh, before he tucks the kid in - who protests and tries to sit up again to see the excitement going down right now - and turning towards Guy.]

That's what it's there for. ...Wait downstairs, I'll walk you out. [After he gets the drecklet to lay down. B\]

All right.

[He gives little Luke a small wave. And then makes a face at him before he waves again and wanders out.

Asch had been a cute kid when he was very, very little; this Luke's not so different.]

[It'll take some time for Luke to finally get back to sleep, but when he does, Asch quietly makes his way to where Guy is. He doesn't say a word, hoping Guy won't either. He really just wants Guy to leave so he could be alone to gather his thoughts. The longer he lingered, the longer Asch tried to make up excuses not to give Luke away as soon as possible.

He couldn't do that...he couldn't keep Luke forever. He wasn't cut out to take care of Luke. Of his replica. Asch still hated him, after all. There was no way he could fully dismiss those feelings. And what if, one day, he snapped and lashed out at Luke? It'd be horrible...

Asch makes a gruff sound as he shakes his head lazily, and opens the door for Guy. Good luck getting a word out of him, blondie.]

[Not looking too!

For a moment, it looks like Asch is going to get his wish and Guy will leave quietly.

And he does. For the most part. Except he can't resist one last comment.]

Hey, you know, the overprotective daddy look's pretty good on you.

[Oh, Guy...you had been doing so well to not cause Asch to erupt senselessly. But that bit about being a father makes the ex God-General stop and stiffen for just a second before he turns to snap at Guy.]

He's not my son! and I'm not planning to treat him anything like that! I'm only tolerating taking care of him for the time being. Once I can find someone reliable enough to look out for the replica, he'll be out of my hair for good!

[Asch glared hard at Guy. Why? Because he was there, really. That was most of the reason, anyway. Asch didn't want to be considered Luke's - or anyone's - father. Perhaps the fact that it was the replica made it worse when people mistook him for such, and it just enraged Asch all the more.]

Uh huh.

[This is a skeptical look. He saw the way you got all overprotective, Asch. You can't deny it, actually.]

Shut up! Just get out already!

[Before he, quite literally, kicks you out. And so help you if you made Asch wake Luke up. He'll hunt you down.]

[Still laughing but he's leaving now.]

[And Asch all but slams the door shut behind him, locking it tightly. Good bye and good riddance. He doesn't need someone like Guy ridiculing him, and he definitely doesn't need him to take Luke and spoil him like he did before, anymore!]

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