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[This Asch had barely shown his face around here since he had arrived here after so many months ago.

However, now this Asch can be found sitting in what it looks like to be a park. Rather peacefully for that matter, until that peace is interrupted by the sound of a chant, then a familiar fonic arte that could easily be identified as Icicle Rain hit a nearby training dummy he had set up.

He still had to train. Despite eighteen years of having peace back at his Auldrant, old habits were hard to break. He'd still find himself training, like he was doing now.

Though, unlike 18 years ago where he would have bite anyone's head off from being disturbed, he would not mind the company, or disturbance.]

[ooc; All purpose bother the Asch who's definitely a girl post.]

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[This confused Noir greatly.

Did Asch take to cross dressing? She could have sworn he only had eyes for Natalia. Perhaps it was the Princess who was into...interesting fetishes.

Only one way to find out. Flipping open her compact and closing it with a decisive snap, the woman sashayed into the training area, being mindful of what Asch was doing.]

Hardly training I see~ Who would have thought you're the type of person to laze about♥

[Of course, no Asch is spared from her teasing.]

[Well well, it's been awhile since he's heard that voice.

He never forgot that voice, and the face matched with it. Which is why Noir was spared when the incantation ceased, and emerald eyes drifted off from the dummy and to her.]

Calling me lazy? [And of course, no one is spared from that regular tone in Asch's voice toward anyone. Even if it sounded much more feminine.]

[...

He really was a she.

She tried her hardest not to look surprised about this but perhaps Asch would be able to spot as her eyes widened.]

Perhaps~♪ Playing with dolls like that, one does have to wonder♥ Though I believe you should have quite the tale for me. Mind explaining about these~?

[Noir will not so discretely be pointing at Asch's chest now.]

[Momentarily, Asch was not sure what she was referring to, until he realized that this body would surprise others, for those who didn't know him. And he catches on fast enough when she's pointing to his chest. Eyes following and staring down at the two lumps that made him raise a brow, and look up at her with a vaguely irritated, yet very Asch like sigh.]

Tch, fine. I guess I'll regale you this story. [Not like he had anything better to do.

... That, and he hasn't seen this face for awhile, it is very strange.] That idiot Lorelei doesn't know how to create bodies.

Gave me the wrong one, and been stuck like this for Eighteen years.

[-pft

The woman clasped a hand over her mouth, trying her hardest not to laugh at her. Lorelei turned him into a girl, classic.

And then another tidbit of information caught her off guard. S/He'd been stuck like that for eighteen years?

Once she was able not to laugh, she took her hand away from her mouth.]

So wait, just how old are you then?

[LAUGH AND YOU DIE >:!!!!! Only not really. Just endless irritation and yelling, despite understanding why one would laugh. The situation was rather hilarious to anyone that wasn't... Asch...]

None of your damn business. [A sigh.] Thirty-five.

...

Oh my, you're my elder now.

[Talk about slightly awkward.]

So how have you adjusted to being a woman?

[She couldn't help but feel a bit bad for him. It must have been hard to adjust, very hard to adjust.

Be quiet! I'm fine as long as I'm not crippled.

[Talk about very awkward... Especially because he hasn't seen his Noir in years.]

Fine I guess. Still don't get how women can run around in with these clothes. [Sadly, it still takes time to adjust to having two melons bounce around when he walks. Talk about annoying... Yet, he hasn't asked any girl about the female anatomy. It's just too damn embarrassing.] ... And deal with unnecessary weight.

[On the contrary, Noir is a bit jealous you look so good for your age.

The woman gazed at the clothes she was wearing, raising a brow after a moment.]

What's so special about them?

...

Just what kind of unnecessary weight are we talking about?

[Oh man, there was so many comments Asch could have said about Noir's clothing. After so many years of holding back snarky comments, he somehow manages not to say anything at all, and outright says the problem.]

What the hell do you think I'm referring to? What else gets in the way of fighting besides your head?

[ Oh geez. One look is all Asch needs to recognize this double of himself. There's no way in hell he could possible forget about that little visit to his cafe from a mirror image with a figure capable of giving Luke's melodist a run for her money.

Though Asch isn't one to interrupt; he takes a seat nearby to watch her (she was a she, right?) train, amazed at the precision shown. Good to know that some things don't change much. ]

[~~Wassup turkey~~

Asch feels a familiar presence nearby. One that doesn't cause too much of a threat, but enough to make him cease all movements and turn to the winged one behind him. If only to see what Asch was doing behind him.]

You're that winged Asch, aren't you? [What is this. Asch not being insulting for once? BLASPHEMY]

[ ~~aslkdjfslkd SHUT UP DRECK~~ It takes Asch a few seconds for his brain to switch gears from staring ~~again~~ at certain assets to form a somewhat coherent reply in the form of a slight nod and fluttering from said wings. ]

And you are... [ Mama Melons, naturally. Not that he says as much, instead turning just a shade pinker. ] From that one time. Haven't seen you around since then.

[~~Do I look like a replica to you?~~ A slight smile at this one's reactions. It amused him, even after so many months, that Asch still reacted like so at his presence. Ah well~ More entertainment for him.]

It's been awhile. [Call him that, and you die. ... Or get plucked like a turkey. ... Though the way Asch is blushing is awfully cute~ ~~Too much time with Jade he needs an intervention~~] How's business?

[ ~~Yes.~~ Look, seeing himself sporting some of his favorite feminine features is still a bit weird to him, okay. It's one thing to find your gender-swapped replica attractive. Feeling mild... titillation from oneself is a whole other kettle of fish by the name of Pure and Unadulterated Narcissism. ]

[ You'll have to fight Anise for that right. ~~Quick, send the girls to help clear out the trolling tendency!~~ ] Slower than usual. Due to the weather, I assume. [ And thanks to his ~~friends~~ guests having been missing for a while. Perhaps that would explain why he's flunking at interaction. Though somehow he manages to keep the awkward fidgeting to a minimum. ]

[~~OH HELL NO YOU DAMN TURKEY~~ Silly Engel~ There's nothing narcissist about thinking your female counter-part attractive! Maybe. It's not a bad looking body, as far as he's concerned.]

[He'll fight Anise all day long to pluck him like a turkey. ~~oh god that would be fun~~.] Weather's fine. [Read as: What's the other reason?

Though, they're definitely together with flunking at interaction. Seeing that he hasn't spoken to anyone in months, and this Asch being the one he teased. ... Well. All the awkward in the world, even if they're currently keeping it to a minimum.]

[ ~~SAYS YOU, FRAULEIN FRUITSTAND~~ It really is a very nice female form and that's exactly what's driving Asch batshit, if only because he -she, they, whatever- bears more than a passing resemblance to Luke for obvious reasons. So when he thinks about it, the whole thing is just messed up. Augh. No wonder he doesn't dwell on these matters. ]

[ Oh god. The worst case scenario would be them sharing the dubious honor. ~~death and destruction left in their wake!~~ ] Exactly. They must be spending their time elsewhere. [ Asch: Do a barrel roll to dodge the question!

It's still pretty obvious he's not being honest given that he isn't trying hard to fool himself in either sense. There just didn't seem like a point to it when weaving tall tales wasn't one's specialty to begin with. ]

[~~COME OVER HERE AND SAY THAT TO MY DAMN FACE~~ Don't dwell on it too much, Asch. He doesn't want to give you an aneurysm every time they see each other. That'd just be bad, and even he would feel bad if that happened.]

Not here. [Do a barrel roll all you want, Chicken. You are him, in a way, so being able to spot when an Asch isn't honest is easy. Besides, we're all terrible at telling lies, and this one just fits into that category.]

[ ~~NO WAY YOUR FACE MAKES ME SICK~~ Between you and all the damn replicas that drove him up the wall, it's a wonder he hasn't had one yet. Or maybe he's just in a permanent state of spazflail, so it doesn't make a difference. Either way Asch is losing the uncomfortableness to mild annoyance. He can't tell if she's being difficult on purpose or what and it's near impossible for him to figure out himself. In a sense. This is why he has an easier time with the replicas. ]

Clearly not. I meant elsewhere.

[~~YOU JUST SAID MY FACE WAS PRETTY YOU WEIRDO MAKE UP YOUR MINDDD~~ It's probably both. It doesn't help that Asch had become incredibly vague to piss off the other party whenever he spoke with anyone. However, he doesn't really know how to put this in words correctly, or how to be blunt with it. Just saying YOUR FRIENDS AREN'T HERE ANYMOREEEEEE seemed too harsh. Even for this old man.]

No longer in this Nexus. [Turkey.]

[ ~~SHUT UP I'M HAVING A TSUNDERE MOMENT HERE IT'S MY PRIVILEGE AS ANTI-HERO~~ Must be another unpleasant side-effect of associating with the likes of Jade and crew. He should be grateful that the elder redhead hasn't picked up more of those obnoxious trolling habits. The world does not need another with the Necromancer's warped sense of humor. Not that it makes their current conversation any easier when neither party is skilled in communication. ]

So it would seem. The whims of this place tend to lean towards the cruel side.

[~~I'M AN ANTI-HERO TOO DAMMIT~~ Yes. Despite many years of being a Viscountess and an ambassador, Asch still fails greatly at communicating with others. Though, it does make it less awkward, because of the fact he doesn't want to make Asch awkward. ... Awkward.]

Do you miss them?

[ ~~ANTI-HERO ANGRY ANGST CONVENTION?~~ This Asch has gotten somewhat better at expressing himself over the course of a few years, though his temper and self-loathing still makes for a large hurdle. Plus he's not used to being interrogated by himself. So very awkward. ]</small It doesn't matter whether I do or not. They aren't here. End of story.

[~~CALL FOR THE CONVENTION~~ This is very awkward for him as well. It doesn't help that he holds a bit of... Jade in him because of far too much unwanted time spent with him.] ... I ask too many questions. Sorry.

Spending too much time with The Necromancer. [TURNING THIS CONVERSATION INTO A NEW DIRECTION? Yep. He totally forgot how stubborn and temper was before.]

[Peony heard two things that sounded familiar;

Icicle Rain, which has been used on him several times by Redheads.

A female voice. So far, he's only known one person that has this combination, and he's met them here. Throwing on a grin, the Emperor of Malkuth strolls up, behind the Asch and clears his throat.]

Beautiful, where've you been all my life? [No, that deathwish still hasn't gone away.]

[There was only one emperor that he had met here. Which led to a... strange... encounter that had to do with drinking and taking off their clothes. And don't think that Asch forgot about that. On the contrary, he still remembers what he could from that day, and the blade from his sword is now directly aimed toward Peony.

However, there isn't that usual irritation, but a slight smile and laugh that follows.]

You're still alive.

What can I say? I'm just lucky. [Being a martial artist helps too, a little. Along with good looks, charm, a way with words, and an ego that'll crush any opposition flat just out of principle.]

You're still the best-looking thing here I see. Must be working yourself to the bone. [Peony returns the smile, and shrugs after a moment.] How've you been?

[The blade drops to Asch's side. Likely due to the soft spot he had for this particular Emperor. He did, however, want to beat his face in for the usual flirting. If only because it made him quite flustered and not sure how to react to them.]

You're far too kind. [The tone of his voice definitely did not match his words.] I've been fine, I guess.

What about you, Sir?

[He shrugs, it's a good question, but everything seems jumbled together. Surely he's been training too, but, well, he's been trying to get home, but no matter how many Jades the man has met; all had the same answer. There wasn't a way home.]

Oh, I've been great. Missin' you. [he grinned] How's training?

[Asch is two seconds away from punching that grin off his face, it's not even funny. Though, after many, many years of practicing manners and how to communicate to nobles and ... Well, Peony, he holds back the urge and just smiles faintly.]

How nice of you to miss me. [~~He missed you too but HEY~~] Fine, I guess. Same as any other day of training.

[A shrug, and the sword is stabbed into the grass.] Perhaps you would like to be a training dummy?

Well, is there a reward if I survive?

[Though, considering it's Asch, Peony raises feels the need to add on to this question.] Besides a scar?

I suppose.

[Asch laughs, and the blade goes straight toward the Emperor once more. Smirking, and ready to strike.] What do you want your award to be?

[Said Emperor strikes a pose; getting into the fighting spirit.] Well, what's the most questionable think I can ask you to do? I think that's a good start~

[Oh ho ho, now things are starting to look a bit interesting. Asch always wanted a moving practice dummy to fire off icicles at. This would prove to be fun.] I won't lose to someone like you. So think of whatever you want.

If you insist, but your Emperor won't go down easily~

[Taking a few steps back, Peony grins.]

Another night tonight then, now, whenever the lady is ready~ [He definitely intended to win if for no other reason than to mess with Asch.]

[WAIT WAIT. Asch stops dead in his tracks, and gives him the utmost look of disdain. The urge to punch him was rising, once again, because, surely he wasn't serious? ... Hopefully?]

You're joking, right?

[Disdain? That hurts. Peony draws himself up again and smiles.]

You'll find out if I win~ Since you said there's no chance I would, right?

Unless you're that four-eyes dressed up as the Emperor, then no. [Asch shrugs, and both mentally, and physically prepares.] You can have the head-start. I feel generous today.

Like he'd be this good-looking. [He retorts with a snerk, and cracks his knuckles.] Very generous~

[With her permission, Peony dashes forward, dropping low to sweep her legs out from under her. He does need to see exactly what he's dealing with.]

[Asch was old, but Asch was still very skilled in the art of dodging. Especially with a move like that, he simply jumped back and shot a smile toward the Emperor. Almost mockingly, but it was definitely a smile from hanging out with Jade for far too long.]

Sir, you make me feel bad for fighting with a sword. Should I make this fair?

[He had a smile of his own. Though Peony's was less mocking. It was going to taken some skill, since while Asch might be a woman, and had been for several years; she was every bit the soldier she'd been formerly.]

If we're going to make it fair; I should tie an arm behind my back~ [He beckoned her on, knowing that if he failed to dodge, he'd have much more than a bruise to worry about.]

Don't tell me that. I might actually tie your arm back. [He was certain that there could have been something that he could tie Peony's arm with if it came to that! Actually, it was quite tempting to sneak behind him and do so.]

Whatever helps you sleep tonight~ [He wasn't smiling though. He's serious worried because Asch very well would tie an arm. Still, best to put on a brave face.]

Do you want to die? [SMILING OH SO HAPPILY...]

Some day far on in the future~ [He takes another stance. At this rate though, he's just going to have to kiss her to get this going, even if he's more than slightly amused. He's really just worried about the woman trying to make him let down his guard.]

[Since Asch got a bit older in age, and had a slight soft spot for this Peony, Asch had really no intention of killing him. Rather, perhaps injury him to the point where he could mock him, but really! He leaps toward Peony, flashing a smile at the dearest emperor before swinging his sword toward Peony's arm with the intent to let his guard down.

He felt like using fonic artes was far too cheap. So he held back.

For now.]

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