abyssdressing | (no subject)

What? I don't cook people. I just eat their souls.

You'll just look good in nothing but an apron.

Don't you think that's bad enough?!

[ Why is he not used to this yet. ] No doubt you'd prefer nothing.

Well, figuring out what to do with the body is hard...

[He paused, smiling.] Well, yes, but I also like to play...

...these two topics should never go together, you realize.

[ Seriously. It's giving him disturbing mental images. More disturbing than usual, anyway. ]

You're no fun.

[Nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle. He adores you, you know that.]

I prefer dead bodies to stay on the battlefield, thanks.

[ Even as dense as Asch is, he's managed to figure that much at least, and it's a sentiment he returns with a hair ruffle. Stupid dreck. ]

Hn... I guess so.

[Luke grinned at the hair ruffle, giving Asch a squeeze.]

I suppose you have a bit more... tolerance of such things now.

[ He glances at the metal cage -knowing Luke it wasn't steel- then back at its owner. If it's in the middle of the street, how the hell is it just hanging there? ]

[Luke fell quiet at that, resting against Asch's back a bit heavily.]

...the first thing I did when I was reborn was mutilate the bodies of arrancar that had tormented me when I was human.

[Oh, that? That's simple, really; it just responds to his spiritual pressure.]

[ And Luke has to wonder why he didn't approve of the esteemed master's meddling? Revenge is not a trait his replica ever held before. Kneejerk reaction to stupid with mild abuse, sure, but never malice. Asch can't help scowling, though he remains still for Luke. ]

... Those monsters probably deserved it.

[ Convenient, if somewhat unnerving. He wouldn't be surprised if Luke could swing that thing around without breaking a sweat. ]

Mm... they had tried to break me. To consume me. They did not expect me to do the same thing to them. I just wish I had been able to hear at the time.

[He could swing that thing around without touching it if he wanted to; how else did he drag it out here?]

[ Asch's attention switches back from the cage to Luke with an eyebrow quirked. ]

Why couldn't you hear?

[ There's another question he wants to ask, but. He's learned not to. It just gives him a headache. ]

When I was reborn, being able to perceive sound was causing a cataclysmic backlash. In other words, without something to filter the Seventh Fonon, I could have crushed both Hueco Mundo, the human world, and Soul Society without even knowing it. Szayel Aporro-sama cut off my hearing to prevent that from happening.

[ Asch thinks he's being rather generous to bite back a snippy remark about Szayel, and simply nods. It made sense that Lorelei's power had to be curbed somehow in a foreign world. Not that that means he has to like it. ]

You certainly would have been homeless at that point.

[Luke snorted at that, nuzzling against his back fondly.]

Mm... but that's why I have to be in my released form in order to have full access to the Seventh Fonon. The Sword acts as a filter.

It's an interesting concept, your ability to change forms at will. I have to wonder if it similar or related to the way fonon sentiences have control over their manifested body.

I'm not quite sure. "Resurrección" means "to revive"... for arrancar, it is to revive the form that was suppressed when they obtained their new powers.

[Luke trailed off, growing very quiet for a long moment.]

I'm not quite sure what it means for me though. I was never a Hollow, and I was not created by normal means, both on Hueco Mundo and on Auldrant. For all intents and purposes, it shouldn't even work.

...I can only assume it means that you are cut off from the source of your power. In this case, your ability to channel Lorelei's power is curbed in your sealed state.

[ Up came a hand to his forehead in an attempt to ward off an impending headache. ]

Though there's no telling how Lorelei's influence affects things even in our own world, let alone a foreign one without the Score. We can't even know for certain if any physical rules come into play.

I don't know either... [He smirked against Asch's back.] I don't even think master knows. I'm one big mystery to everyone.

[ Asch scoffed, wings thumping Luke lightly on either side of his head. ]

Hmph. I always knew you enjoyed being a pain in the ass. You were, and are, too good at it.

[Luke chuckled, his tone playful.]

Are you sure you want to say that while I'm standing behind you~?

[ Asch's mouth opens and closes once, twice, before fixing into a frown. ]

I feel fairly certain of my safety while in public.

Mm... I'll have to drag you somewhere private later...

[He nuzzled against his neck, lips brushing against his ear.]

I really miss you...

That's a rather forward invitation if I ever heard one.

[ There's no way Asch would jump at this point, though the slightest shiver does sneak down his spine, ruffling his feathers. ]

...then stay here. You don't have to go back.

I'm a very forward man. You should know this by now.

[Luke slips around him then; as much as he likes teasing him from behind, he love cuddling with him more.]

I want to, but we're all subject to the whims of a higher power.