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[ Everyone has to eat and Asch is no different. So, sporting an entirely new outfit he found, he's made his way to the kitchen and is currently preparing a few simple sandwiches. ]

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Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't kick or scream like some spoiled child. If touching is all you want, you are more than welcome to do so.

*shifts slightly, smirking.* It isn't as if I don't have my replica do such things all time.

eeehh? You do it a lot with him?

Certainly. He lives to please me, after all.

To please you? You demand it from him?

*wraps an arm around his waist.* He wishes to serve me and be controlled, so that is what I do.

...

I would have to say I have plenty of experience, yes.

*drags a hand up his back with a snort.* Aren't you the eager one.

*if he thinks Asch trusts him, he's crazy~* And here I thought all you were interest in was causing pain.

True enough, though I was under the impression that was fun for you.

Afraid? No. Wary? Yes.

I guess I'm not going to be getting my fun.

Do I look rattled? *scoffs, straightening his clothing.* If injuring me is what you were after, then no.

That's a shame. What's a little pain when your life's on the line?

*puts his hand on the hilt of his sword, glaring.* You really think I'm just going to let you?

Oh you will.

What the hell?! *replicas are NOT supposed to have wings. so he's going to try digging his elbow into Nebby's stomach now.*

*hits the table with a resounding thud, quickly turning himself over to draw his sword.* Freaking dreck..