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RAWR!

Who: Asch, Colonel Troll, Bitty Dreck, Melon Woman, and anyone else that just wants to make Asch's day more "fun".
What: Asch arrives in Paradisa. He's not pleased by this.
When: Afternoon of Asch's arrival date.
Where: Outside the Castle.
Rating: Um... PG-ish? There will probably be swearing.

It was cold.

Why was it cold?

He had been in the bowels of the earth, standing on the platform of Yulia City, then all of a sudden POOF! Now it was bright and sunny and cold and there was no dreck for his sword to come down and stab. The weapon stabbed into the dirt and, as Asch wasn't exactly expecting that, he ended up fumbling over awkwardly to land face first into a snow bank. He was already pissed off before things suddenly changed, but now? Now he was livid.

It wasn't long before he was back up on his feet, stomping and storming around this weird castle as if that would help cough up some answers. Pretty soon he was going to start kicking down doors if a reason for him suddenly appearing in this weird place didn't make itself known fast.
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[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[The storming about rouses a sleepy troll Colonel and he lazily lifts his head from where he'd been; this being a large room overlooking the courtyard. Sleeping by the window had become a small hobby, since he hadn't quite found a way to adjust his own room for a bay window just yet.

Going back to the storming, he peeks over the sill and into a snow bank. Raising his head further, he stares down a story at a familiar red head. Ooh, how wonderful. He reaches up to the latch of the window and unlocks it.

After a good minute or so of waiting for Asch to be in the right spot, Jade pushes the window open. A large pile of snow flies down at Asch, hurtling downwards at the pissy redhead at an alarming rate.

He'd lean out the window after the damage was done, writing one word to the man in greeting.]

'Oops~'

FFFF 1/2

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Asch, for some strange reason, could feel imminent doom approaching, and he was quickly proven correct when he looked up just in time to get hit with yet more snow. He hit the ground along with it, looking very much like the grumpiest snowman alive.]

Oops~

[...and then something said oops. He glanced around, patting himself, only to locate a journal on his person. Opening it up showed neat handwriting of the word in question. He frowned down at it; why did he get the feeling that writing was sarcastic?]

2/2

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looked back up... up...]

[...was that who he thought it was in the window?]

[...]

NECROMANCER!!!

[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
'My, my, I had no idea you were down there~'

[The journal is next to him as he leans languidly on the window. The air was fresh indeed, but bitingly chilly, and Jade guessed it was worse for the now-snow-drenched God-General. Were he able to, Jade would have been in tears from laughing.

Alas, he just sat there with his grin and his journal, chin on his hand as he watched him.]

'You have my sincerest apologies~'

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[The journal was doing the talking for him -- apparently Jade was too damn lazy to use his own voice. That was okay, because Asch was doing plenty of yelling for them both.]

LIKE HELL YOU DIDN'T! AND LIKE HELL YOU'RE SORRY!

[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
'Someone woke up on the wrong side of the snowpile today~'

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Asch calmed... slightly at that.]

It shouldn't even be snowing! Where the hell am I?

[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[A surprising reaction, however it was a bit more boring that Jade would have liked. However, he smirked still, as was his custom.]

'You are in Cair Paradisa.'

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Asch stared down at his journal like it had grown another head.]

...what?

[...and nearly dropped the damn book as what he said appeared on the page. What in the...?!]

[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
'How cute, Asch's first words in his journal~

However, I'd remove yourself from you snow bed. Hypothermia is hard to rid yourself of and I'm sure the kind people at the clinic are only so accommodating~

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[...even the book sounded sarcastic while dictating Jade's words. Clearly he was in some kind of hell. There was no other explanation. Asch let out an irritable noise, brushing snow off his shoulders before fumbling out of the white stuff and onto an only slightly covered sidewalk.]

How the hell did we get here?

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I didn't fall anywhere!

[Well... just before didn't count!]

Come down here and talk to me yourself, dammit! [He was beginning to feel stupid talking to a book.]

[identity profile] mystic-heresy.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
'That seems like it'd be a waste of energy when I can talk to you from right here~'

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Asch let out an irritable snarl -- which the book somehow translated -- before stomping off. Hopefully he would find someone to maim on his way up to finding the Necromancer, so he wouldn't attempt to attack Jade.]

[That is not something that would end well.]

[identity profile] youngest10yrold.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Meanwhile, Luke was flailing around the courtyard again, Tear having finally decided to let him outside in the snow again to burn off all his pent-up energy.

It's during one of these instances, pushing himself up from the "snow angel" (though it looked more like a snow blob) he'd made, that he sees Asch. He had no real sense of reading the mood, however, and upon seeing the figure roaming around the snow in the distance, his face lights up and he raises his hand in a wave.

"Hiii!"

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Asch's head snapped around... and he just stared. It really couldn't be what he was thinking, and if it was, he had to be in some kind of nightmare. Yes, yes, this was totally some other redhead... that was ten years old... and had the mentality of a baby...

Oh Lorelei, who did he piss off to deserve this?

SUDDENLY A BABYSITTER

[identity profile] ofhymns.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Tear noticed Luke's new friend a little late. She hadn't seen Asch in the castle for a long while. On the plus side, he wasn't openly attacking Luke (who was, at the moment, a newborn replica and pretty much defenseless). However, this was terrible timing and would be hard to explain...

She tucked her maroon cloak close about her. Without much warning or hesitation, she gathered Luke up in her arms and moved to greet the other soldier.

"Asch!"

[identity profile] youngest10yrold.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Baw he wanted to go and say hi to his new friend, not be picked up. Nevertheless, as surprised as he was at being suddenly gathered up by Tear, he wrapped his arms around her neck in a sort of automatic reaction, though his eyes remained fixed on the new person with an expression of wonder, especially as Tear moved closer.

This new person was red, like him! And like his mother, and that other person who came around sometimes but usually wasn't very happy. And just... there was something familiar about him, though Luke had no idea why.

Hearing Tear say that word though, he looked from her to the red person and back again.

"As-e?"

Aw, no stabbing the dreck. ;_:

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Asch's expression became slightly less annoyed when Tear appeared, though he was still mildly freaked out. It was the dreck, that much was obvious from the way Tear had rushed over to protect him. He opened his mouth to acknowledge her, when the idiot spoke.

...and dammit, it sounded like he said, "Ass".

He stabbed a finger toward the idiot, trying not to blow his lid.

"What the hell happened to this idiot?!"

He almost succeeded.

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-12-09 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
At least Asch fell down after that sword when he did, because a couple of moments earlier would have had him hitting someone who was walking out in that snow.

Someone who freezes at the sound of sword whistling and body thumping to the snow. One arm half raised, just in case he needed to defend himself - how, given that he was blind, Duke didn't know but he'd rather be prepared - Duke listened.

"... was not aware this area was used for sword practice."

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Asch sputtered as he spit snow, not exactly counting on landing in it. He glared at the smart ass that spoke up, not amused in the least.

"How the hell am I supposed to know if it is or not?"

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-12-10 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Duke blinks and redirects his gaze more or less toward Asch.

"... New arrival, then."

[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com 2011-12-11 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Obviously," Asch replied dryly, not looking the least bit amused.

Then again, when did he ever look amused?

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Good question, but not one Duke would be able to answer. He has no idea what the grumpy sounding male even looks like.

"Perhaps to you. The journal is a means of communication, inside the castle is a room for you." Since he's fairly sure you face planted in the snow.

"Wishing will also provide you with what you need, so long as it is not a weapon. The lobby should be this way," and he points toward the way he had been going. "and far warmer than where we stand now."
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