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towerofanimus2014-02-13 09:52 pm
bloodyashes) wrote in towerofanimus2014-02-13 09:52 pm
there's a let it go joke here somewhere
Characters: Grumpy redhead and you!
Setting: Various; see prompts.
Format: Whatever man, you know I don't care.
Summary: Catch-all for February; event stuff may be added later if needed.
Warnings: Valentine's mini event = really bitchy Asch.
Cafeteria Kitchens, early afternoon, any day 1st-13th
[Anyone who braves the cafeteria will find a usual scene - Asch with a bowl full of batter, or his hands deep in bread dough, or cleaning some animal of its meat.
On the twelfth and thirteenth, there's a big bigger prey than usual - large pieces of chocobo meat fill a table, in various states of "frozen" and "cooked," with whatever piece Asch is working on at the moment in front of him. Hell of a bird, that.]
[Floor 101, the morning of the 9th]
[A stop by the hidden floor has become a part of his morning rounds, since he prefers to catch the elevator on this floor rather than at the top of the dorms above. It's less crowded that way.
This morning, though, he has to stop and double-take at the thickening layer of pink snow building up on the garden paths and ledges.]
You have got to be kidding me.
[Around the dorms & elsewhere - CLOSED TO PREVIOUS CR WHO WERE IN LAST MONTH'S EVENT]
[And for those of you who are choosing to stay in your rooms until the malfunctioning powers come to an end - luckily, there's a redheaded delivery service with your name on it.
If you don't run into him on the stairs or in the elevator, with arms full of bundled, makeshift meals, then knock-knock. Here's something a little less sugary sweet and morbid. You'll let him in, right?]
[Valentine's Mini-event catchall - the 14th, obviously]
[At least there's warnings this time. That's about the only good thing about this, really. Come morning there's Asch with a deep pink heart on his cheek and a bad attitude that might be familiar to anyone from Auldrant - he stomps his way up and down the staircase in a rush, with a glare leveled at anyone who gets in his way.
There's no food deliveries today, certainly - as far as he's concerned, you can all just starve. He's got better things to do than worry about people like you - even if yu're one of the people still inclined to help him out.]
Setting: Various; see prompts.
Format: Whatever man, you know I don't care.
Summary: Catch-all for February; event stuff may be added later if needed.
Warnings: Valentine's mini event = really bitchy Asch.
Cafeteria Kitchens, early afternoon, any day 1st-13th
[Anyone who braves the cafeteria will find a usual scene - Asch with a bowl full of batter, or his hands deep in bread dough, or cleaning some animal of its meat.
On the twelfth and thirteenth, there's a big bigger prey than usual - large pieces of chocobo meat fill a table, in various states of "frozen" and "cooked," with whatever piece Asch is working on at the moment in front of him. Hell of a bird, that.]
[Floor 101, the morning of the 9th]
[A stop by the hidden floor has become a part of his morning rounds, since he prefers to catch the elevator on this floor rather than at the top of the dorms above. It's less crowded that way.
This morning, though, he has to stop and double-take at the thickening layer of pink snow building up on the garden paths and ledges.]
You have got to be kidding me.
[Around the dorms & elsewhere - CLOSED TO PREVIOUS CR WHO WERE IN LAST MONTH'S EVENT]
[And for those of you who are choosing to stay in your rooms until the malfunctioning powers come to an end - luckily, there's a redheaded delivery service with your name on it.
If you don't run into him on the stairs or in the elevator, with arms full of bundled, makeshift meals, then knock-knock. Here's something a little less sugary sweet and morbid. You'll let him in, right?]
[Valentine's Mini-event catchall - the 14th, obviously]
[At least there's warnings this time. That's about the only good thing about this, really. Come morning there's Asch with a deep pink heart on his cheek and a bad attitude that might be familiar to anyone from Auldrant - he stomps his way up and down the staircase in a rush, with a glare leveled at anyone who gets in his way.
There's no food deliveries today, certainly - as far as he's concerned, you can all just starve. He's got better things to do than worry about people like you - even if yu're one of the people still inclined to help him out.]
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I care for you as a person - as a friend - before I care for whatever you perceive to be usefulness, Asch. And I do hope you will remember that when this is over.
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[Oh we've entered the cursing and insults stage. This is not a good sign; it's a sign there's a good chance he'll do something stupid.]
I didn't swear to you for that - I gave you my sword because I needed a purpose! Something that wasn't just waiting for it all to come crashing down! If you can't at least give me that, then...
[...Then nothing. He can't take back the oath; whether Zelda knows it or not, she would have to release him from it. That's the nature of the thing.]
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It's Ruana's doing. She's messed with his mind. It's Ruana's doing. She can't hold what he says against him. It's Ruana's doing--
And yet, the familiar weight of failure settles itself neatly upon her shoulders, matching her logical mental mantra with whispers of guilt and shame and regret. Knowingly or not, Asch has pierced through the gaps in the armor she's built up around her heart, but she will not allow herself to respond in kind. It would be unfair.
Numbness, however, is a welcome reprieve. Her expression smooths out, no longer concerned or even pained, but carefully neutral.]
I am... sorry I am not all you thought I was, then.
[Divine blood runs through her veins, the power of the gods literally rests in her hands, and yet... destruction seems to be all she's good for.
She steps aside, out of his way, head bowed as she does.]
I will let you go, now, if my presence disgusts you so.
[He may take that however he'd like.]
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If people look to you to lead, then lead, damn you.
[There's still venom in his voice, but it's of a different sort - exasperated more than resentful.]
Don't just drop your eyes because you think it will make things easier!
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I will not engage in a battle I cannot win. Nothing I say will please you so long as Ruana is influencing you.
[it's Ruana's doing it's Ruana's doing it's Ruana's doing--]
I respect you too much to argue while your mind is not your own.
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[Come on, Zelda, since when has telling people they're brainwashed ever worked for you?
He's turning to do the Classic Asch Stomp Getaway now - if she's paying attention, she can probably see the note pinned to the hem of his tunic as he goes. Last chance for gas, princess.]