towerofanimus | Baby it's Cold Outside~

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Baby it's Cold Outside~

Characters: Two yelling redheads, and a you in a pear tree.
Setting: Anywhere between the Dormitory halls and the cafeteria.
Format: Take your pick; starting in action tags.
Summary: It's freezing in the tower. Luke lived in an area that was warm more than it was cold. Guess how the last couple days have been for him?
Warnings: Lots and lots and lots of whining.

AAAAACHOOOOOOOO!!!

[It goes without saying, but anyone in the dormitory hallways can probably hear Luke before they see him. The poor redhead has no change of clothes; the only clothing he has is the thin coat and t-shirt that exposes his stomach, as well as his baggy pants. Needless to say, he's been suffering from the below freezing temperatures lately.]

[As he trudges his way to the cafeteria, he has his arms wrapped around his midsection, trying desperately to stay warm, while Amnon hangs out under his coat, only the tips of his ears visible.]

Man... this isn't fair... it's not supposed to be this cold insiiiiiide...

[And here comes the whine; someone might want to warm him up before it turns into a full on rant.]

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[Yeah, he's just going to... stare at the cheagle until his replica comes back.

Hello cheagle. Are you quite comfortable there. ~~Because then at least one of them is.~~]

[Amnon had curled up to sleep, although he lifted his head, letting out a worried mieu when he heard Luke throwing up. It was a moment before the other redhead came back out, absently wiping his mouth with some toilet paper.]

S-sorry, Asch...

Don't apologize for stupid things.

[Seeing Luke a sobbing wreck is not, actually, anything new. And even the first time, it barely registered as interesting.]

Right...

[Luke flopped over onto the bed again, reaching over to pluck his cheagle off of Asch's lap, before curling up under his covers again.]

...I don't think I need to hear much more. It's already too much for me to process... if there's more I really need to know, you can tell me later.

[His stomach was still doing flip flops; he was probably going to be sick again later.]

Um... can you tell me one thing though? What... happens now?

[He had no idea what kind of relationship he was supposed to have as the replica of someone else. Asch wasn't exactly the friendliest person, either...]

[Whoa hey where do you think you're reaching - ]

[... Oh.]

This is barely scratching the surface. [Ha.]

As for that... It's up to you.

[And how much of a stupid pain in the ass you decide to be.]

If you decide to be totally worthless, then I'm not going to waste my time on you.

[Luke look exasperated. Ugh, how much had happened while he was stuck here?]

I'm not worthless. I'm trying hard to be a better person after telling myself how much I suck.

[...yeah, not elaborating on that.]

Besides, I even have a new sword master now.

[...who he might need to beat the crap out of him for awhile.]

...

[Well, it's not like you could do any worse than the guy who planned to use you to destroy a town, Luke. ~~And you did manage to attach yourself to Jade so maybe you're not completely idiotic about choosing a mentor~~

Asch uncrosses his arms and leans back slightly, locking his elbows to prop himself up.]

...Your turn to talk, then.

Oh... the Tower?

[Luke paused, not sure where to start.]

You got that letter when you woke up, right? About how our worlds are destroyed? The Admins, the people that run this Tower, they supposedly saved us. If you can call this being saved anyway; they pull crap like no heat and no food all the time.

[A hmph; it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the place isn't trustworthy, Luke. Even for people who are actually inclined towards trust, which Asch... isn't.]

Is that all?

[Because seriously, if that's all you're complaining about...]

[A dark look came over his face, and he wrapped his arms around Amnon. The cheagle looked up at him, reaching up to give his chin a loving lick.]

...I wish that was it.

[He continued in a hush voice, like if he spoke any louder than what he was describing would come back to life and happen all over again.]

...the first time they dragged me away for one of their little 'events'... I was stuck in a cage. Everyone was in their own little cage... surrounding a table. During the week, they would drag us out one by one, and... do things.

[Luke absently reached a hand up to his head, as if he were making sure his ears were still there. Even now, though it had been months ago, he could still feel the metal fused to his skin...]

T-they cut my ears off, and wired this fon machine to my head that played some twisted version of Tear's song over and over again...

...

[Okay, now that was horrible. Asch looks decidedly uncomfortable at the description, pushing off with his arms to lean over his knees.

If Luke's paying attention, he might see a small shudder that the original can't entirely repress.]

Lovely. Just lovely.

[Luke raised an eyebrow at that reaction. Part of him wanted to be happy about getting him ruffled like that, but... yeah. He hated having to use that damn infighting thing to do it.]

You asked.

[He let out a breath.]

But... yeah. They're really not the best saviors. If you manage to avoid Jason and Ruana, you'll be... more or less okay.

[Your birth was not exactly pleasant, replica. More so because it wasn't successful on the first try. Or the fifth. Or... Well, too many.]

Just because it makes me a bit uncomfortable... I still needed to know.

[At least he's prepared for it. Now to find something to occupy his time so that he doesn't think about it.]

They're capable of a lot worse.

[It was probably difficult for Asch to take him seriously; he was trying his hardest to look as completely serious as possible while he told him this, hoping that he'd actually believe him.]

Asch, I've been lucky; I had a friend to help me out. These Admins are seriously psycho and don't care about what they do to us. And worse, Jason is in charge this month.

[Oh, he believes you. In part because he's fairly sure Luke couldn't lie to save his life, but still.]

Even when you're an arrogant snot, you still manage to make friends everywhere.

[It's kind of bitter.]

[Luke will take your bitterness and raise you an angry glare.]

...he helped me the first time by singing in my head, 'cause I couldn't hear anything else.

[Well, that wasn't entirely true; but Asch didn't need to know that they not only seemed to know Tear's hymn, but knew how to twist it to do whatever they wanted.]

Anyway... Jason's the one you want to avoid. He's the scientist of them, and he makes Dist look sane.

[Yeah. You heard him.]

[Dist.]

[Sane.]

[... Yeah he's just going to ignore that first bit ~~your brain is his property damn dreck~~]

You haven't seen Dist at his worst.

[IE drunk; that's an experience not to be repeated.]

He's just completely obsessive, but that's beside the point.

[Despite his insanity, the ~~Rancid~~ Reaper wasn't entirely malicious. From the sound of it, that wasn't the case here.]

Whatever. They're all dangerous, but Jason and Ruana are the worst. You know Jason's in charge when there's nothing but nutrition bars in the cafeteria. I haven't noticed anything behind what Ruana stocks the place with.

[Speaking of which...]

Hey, have you been to the cafeteria yet?

[Nutrition bars what.

Oh well, he's had worse.]

No. I'm not hungry.

[Not after... yeah. ~~Revisiting old traumas has the tendency to reduce the appetite.~~]

Even if you're not, you've got to eat the oatmeal first. You're not going to be able to keep anything else down until you do.

Trust me on this.

[The memory of Reno tricking him into eating that sandwich...]

[Asch hmphs again and crosses his arms.]

I'm not picky like you. I don't need you of all people mothering me.

[As long as it's cooked properly, he'll deal.]

Anything else?

Um...

[Hold on a sec, thinking.]

Oh, you've gotta be careful on some of the floors. The stairs might disappear, or monsters can appear out of no where... there's a lot that could go wrong.

[He paused, looking uneasy.]

...I know you can take care of yourself, but be careful anyway.

[He's not entirely sure how he feels about you and being your replica... but you're his only attachment to Auldrant at the moment. You have no idea how much he's been anxious to see someone, anyone, from his home again.]

Don't waste your time worrying about me.

[He stands up, brushing a bit of cheagle fur out of his tabard, and heads for the door.]

If for some reason I do need you, idiot, you'll know.

[Weird Isofon Shit and all. Which brings up another point.]

...Someone's going to have to train your hyperresonance anyway. I doubt your new swordsmaster can handle that.

[And on that happy note, Asch turns and walks right out the door. No reason to stick around here.]

[Luke waited until Asch was out of hearing range before he groaned, smacking a hand to his forehead. Right. Asch could probably control his hyperresonance. That meant he'd...]

[...]

[Luke scrambled off the bed, heading for the fonputer or whatever it was called. He... seriously needed to let off some steam after that happy reunion.]

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