Twas the night after Christmas -

[bloodyashes]

Characters: Asch and open; later, he goes to see Jade about things [closed]
Setting: A nicely hidden corner of the upper lounge and/or media floor; hassling Jade in the library
Format: What have you, bro
Summary: Feelings about regains, headaches about replicas, yelling at Jade
Warnings: Fon Fabre temper tantrums incoming.

[There's a redhead in a beanbag chair in the corner, heels tucked in, with an old framed photo in his lap. Asch's attention is pretty much entirely on the picture, which is tilted up so that it can't be seen from any other angle. Want to see? Better come lean around his shoulder and be obnoxious.]

[He puts a hand to his forehead very suddenly, as though taken by an unexpected headache. Uh-oh, isn't the flu epidemic over? Maybe you'd better go see what's wrong with him.]

Library -

[It's as good a place to start looking as any. Asch is very pointedly not hurrying through the shelves, because it's not like it really matters anyway. If Jade can't fix this, then no one can, and at least death in the Tower isn't going to stick.

Luckily, it seems that right there is the teal uniform he's looking for.]

Jade.

[All the greeting you get. No beating around the bush today.]

Is there any way to halt fonon separation once it's begun? Failing that, is there a way to slow it?

Comments

[holychord]

Asch?

[Why was Tear passing through the media room? IT'S A MYSTERY. But she was, and she noticed him out of the corner of her eye. She actually thought she'd found Luke for a moment. But then she saw him seeming to clutch his head, and she started toward him quickly.]

Are you alright?

Library

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

[Jade's still reading as the temperamental of the two Fabre boys came into his little reading space.

He at least seems to be ignoring Asch at present, though he finally looks to him at the questions.]

It depends.

[attheclocktower]

[Xion was wrapped in a blanket, books and Vexen's notes in hand as she approached the upper lounge area. Namine's help had given her some good ideas... and places to start, but a part of her... still really wanted to understand this.

As she's looking around though, she spots someone definitely familiar looking, and heads over. Groups in general were safer to stick to in the Tower]

Luke?

[Except... he looks different. Was it maybe another him? And what was he holding? Had he gotten something too?]

[pitiedthefool]

[See, the thing is... Yu is usually haunting either the media floor or the lounge area. Especially considering it's one of the more peaceful places than anything else in this godforsaken (ha ha) tower. Still, when he sees the familiar head of red hair that doesn't completely look like a bad case of bedhead, he can't help but stop himself and silently approach. He notices that far too well, what someone has in their hands. So he'd gotten something too, huh.

His felt like it was burning a hole in his pocket, but he wasn't about to remove it just yet. Instead, just leeeeaning over Asch's shoulder.]

Got something too, huh. [...Oh right. He'd snuck up behind him. ...Oops?] You alright?

[scorchedchivalry]

[Saber comes to a stop nearby and looks down at the redhead.]

You look like Luke. Who are you?

[sacred_flamer]

[There's a pounding sound on the stairs leading up to the media room, followed by the sound of someone coming to a skidding halt. A moment later, Luke poked his head into the room, a bright smile on his face.]

Yu-sensei!? Are you in here?!

[...seriously, there needed to be a law against that much happy and rays of sunshine in the Tower.]

[It was a moment before he realized that Asch was there, and he let out a curious noise, leaning over his shoulder.]

What'cha doing?