towerofanimus | BANGING DOWN THE DOOR NOW

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BANGING DOWN THE DOOR NOW

Characters: Luke and Asch
Setting: Asch's dorm room.
Format: Action tags
Summary: Now that everyone is back to normal, Luke feels it's the best time to break down Asch's door and beat the hell out of him for keeping secrets.
Warnings: Redheads yelling at each other. Need I say more?

[Luke seemed to have a look of rage plastered on his face that seemed to be more appropriate on his original's face. Considering that his destination was in fact his original's dorm room, it probably didn't take much to realize why he was so annoyed. Once outside his room, his fist came up, pounding on the door so hard it looked more like he wanted to beat it off the hinges.]

Asch! Get out here! Right now!

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][Shit, he was here already? Kudos to Luke for not sitting on his ass about it, but Asch had really been hoping to put this off for a while longer. At least give him a chance to process things, stupid replica.

So it shouldn't come as a surprise to Luke - ]

No way in hell!

[Yeah, if you want him, Luke, you're going to have to get that door open and come in and get him.]

[Oh no you don't, Asch. Luke exchanged his pounding fists for a sharp kick to the door, repeating it a few more times.]

Don't make me break this door down!

[There's a moment of silence before Asch finally comes to the door and opens it, bangs still falling over his eyes as he glares.]

Fine. But we're not discussing this out here.

[Yeah, don't be surprised that he knows why you're here. Asch turns away from the door, leaving it open, and sits back on his bed.]

I wasn't going to do it out here.

[He followed Asch into the room, kicking the door closed behind him before he folded his arms over his chest.]

You're dying. Why the hell didn't you say anything?!

Because I didn't want you involved, why do you think?

[Do not flip shit do not flip shit - ]

That's a dumb reason.

[He darted in front of him, keeping a safe distance back. After all, he wasn't that weak yet... right?]

I'm already involved! I'm you're replica, remember? It's because my fon slots are open that you're dying. We need to get you help right away!

How could I possibly forget. After all, it's not like you have my face or anything.

[See dat sarcasm? Of course you do.

Asch glares before turning away, lifting the lid of his turnk for a moment to retrieve his hairbrush.]

I don't see why you'd bother. It's only going to make you stronger.

What the hell would make you think I'd want to be stronger at the expense of your life?! I'm not that kind of person, and neither are you!

Why the hell would you care? It's not as though I'd stay dead anyway!

[Or at least, he hopes that the whole "brought back from the dead" thing would apply to this. Truthfully, he doesn't particularly want to find out, but admit that to Luke? HELL NO.]

I don't know? It's not like the Tower ever had a case of someone being absorbed into another person before! Maybe they wouldn't even count that as a death!

[Luke paused for a breath, fighting against the urge to cry and beat up his original. Seriously, how could he be so stupid? He was supposed to be the smart one!]

You're my original. We're too different people that have the same connection. Of course I care!

You -

[Whatever he was about to say is cut off by sharp pain - of course his body would decide to do this right now. Asch clutches his head, glaring at Luke with the eye not hidden by his arm even as he winces from the pain.]

Asch?!

[Oh god, oh god, what do, what do?! Luke ran over to help him stay up right, grabbing onto him without a second thought.]

[More glaring - as soon as the pain's passed enough for him to function, he shoves Luke away and drops onto the bed.]

Congratulations, you got to see my death in progress.

[It's maybe a hair less angry than it was before the pain.]

[Luke looks stunned for a moment, because what. WHAT.]

D-don't say it like that, dammit!

[He dropped next to him on the bed.]

I'm not going to let you die. Not because of me.

Then what do you propose to do about it? Because I'm not opening my fon slots to you.

[He folds his arms, stubborn as ever.]

Yes you are, because that's the only way we're going to fix this!

[...the "how" was the hard part. Asch hadn't exactly spilled on how he had his fon slots opened, but...]

We need to talk to Jade. He'll be able to figure this out.

It's. Not. Happening.

[He pointedly shifts to refuse to look at Luke.]

Yes. It. Is.

[Sorry, Asch; guess where he gets his stubbornness from?]

I will drag you over to Jade myself if I have to. Even if I can't do it yet, I know I'll be able to eventually!

Fine, then you can drag me eventually. If you think I can't still kick your ass right now, you're even more of an idiot than usual.

Don't make me try. I've learned a lot from Yu-sensei.

Not enough.

[~~Dude you're what, level 25 now? Don't even try.~~]

And no matter how strong you get, I can still incapacitate you like this -

[Hey look, the connection is painful again!]

G-gah...!

[Luke grit his teeth in pain, trying to resist the urge to grip his head. Instead, he balled his fists up at his side, and flinging a punch at his original in the next moment.]

[Come on, Luke, he's in your head, like he didn't see that one coming.

Asch drops out of the way of the punch and rolls onto his back, using the momentum to swing his legs onto the bed and aim a kick at Luke's head. ~~Luckily he hasn't put his shoes on yet?~~]

[Oh just what Luke wanted; Asch's smelly feet in his face. Down he goes, onto the bed next to his original.]

[And Asch is just going to roll over and pin him, smirking down at Luke as he lets up the mental pressure.]

Have I made my point, or do we need to do that again?

[Luke glared, trying to bring his leg up to shove Asch off. Sorry, original, but he's not exactly the most graceful of people... might accidentally kick something important...]

[OW FUCK.]

I could kill you right now, you know. Crush your windpipe with my elbow. I bet it would even help my condition, since replicas release fonons when they die.

[...oops. Luke privately cringes, because wow.]

You wouldn't dare! You're not that kind of person!

Wouldn't I? I'd already killed people by the time you could walk properly.

[And after leaving that to sink in for a moment, Asch sits up and slides off Luke, sitting with his knees folded up against his chest ~~because still pain ow~~.]

Don't be so quick to judge. You don't actually know a damn thing about me.

[Luke flopped himself up, still glaring at his original.]

I know what you eventually become. You need to get your head out of your ass, and do it quick, because I know that happy person is in you somewhere, no matter what the heck you've done in the past.

[Asch stares at that for a moment, before folding his arms over his knees with a sigh.]

That version of me... I don't know what to think about him yet. So don't start.

Hey, that version was weird for me too.

[Cute and cuddly fuzzball Asch... WHAT EVEN. Still, he could like that... especially if it meant that Asch was living and all.]

...it's not a bad thing, you know. Being happy.

Trust me, it was infinitely weirder from the inside.

[We do not talk about floor thirty two. Especially at this precise moment. Cue another uncomfortable shift.]

And it's not being happy that concerns me. It's everything else.

Everything else?

You didn't see it because... Well, because you're you. But that version of me was incredibly emotionally reliant on you.

[More shifting. It's hard to get comfortable when sitting hurts, okay? ~~It's not like he feels emotionally exposed or anything.~~]

...on me?!

[Hold on, he needs a moment for his brain to process that.]

But why me?

Because of that same fon slot connection that you're so set on.

[SIGH this being comfortable thing isn't happening.]

My memories are still fuzzy, but if I had to guess, it's because you were the first person he learned to trust.

[Psst hey Luke, read between the lines a bit, why dontcha.]

[...this was going to take a lot of getting used to. But... then again, future Asch had said he was easily adaptable...]

Well, you're just going to have to learn to trust me then. I know I haven't earned it yet, but I'm trying to do my best to be a better person... and not just for my own sake.

You say that like it's easy.

[Probably because for Luke, it actually is that easy.]

Sometimes things are that easy. You just have to let it be.

And some things aren't. This is one of them.

[Just... shaking his head slightly. You don't get it, Luke.]

I don't give trust so easily to the people that I actually like. What makes you think you deserve it?

[Luke paused, his eyes drifting away from his original for a moment.]

I am you... you are me...

[He shook his head, speaking up again before Asch could ask him what he meant by that.]

We're different people; we've grown up different ways, but I still come from you. Who... can you trust, but a part of yourself?

[Luke frowned a bit, poking his toe at the ground.]

I know I didn't make the best first impression, but... I-I'm trying hard to be a better person. Maybe someday I'll be better enough that you don't regret me being around.

[He'll drag that one out of you someday, Luke. You can put money on it.]

Multiple bad impressions, actually.

[He folds him arms, not elaborating. That would take all day. Asch tips his head down - ~~Mutual Footstare Society, anyone?~~]

You are doing better. Even I can't deny that.

[It's just better isn't good enough, alright?]

[Luke reached back to rub the back of his neck, looking sheepish (and maybe blushing a little).]

Thanks... I am trying, though I do know I have a long way to go.

[Well what do now - oh right he's still got to brush his hair. Heeeeeere abandoned hairbrush.]

Well, we'll see how far you get.

[Totally eyeing Luke's hair even as he starts to straighten out his own, yup.]

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