Like Master, Like Fracción

[fonicfraccion]

[Watch out, ADR, the crossover Luke is out and about again. It took some sleepless nights (not like he really needs sleep anyway), but he managed to get his new lab up to his satisfaction. It wasn't perfect, as there were still many things in his master's lab in Las Noches that he just could not acquire here

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[obsidianmotion]

[ Obsidian is neither exciting nor a creature, but when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, yes? Not that we're suggesting the fracción try turning him into juice, mind you. ...anywho.

Also out hunting for new toys is another redhead of a different variety. Being bored and frustrated, he'll take just about any opportunity to kick a replica around some. Unfortunately for him, he's picked the worst one possible. ]

[fonicfraccion]

[Aw, you never let him have any fun!]

[Luke blinked at the bored and frustrated redhead, wondering what 'Asch' he was. He had observed a few differences between the 'normal' Asches, but he couldn't recall ever meeting this one before. Still, he looked high and mightier than most, so he inclined his head to him politely... for now.]

Asch.

[obsidianmotion]

[ He'd end up as tomato juice anyways, and that's no fun. ]

[ Asch paused at the very simple, though telling greeting. Most replicas he had met along the way were quick to assert their belief that they were equals; a foolish notion to say the least. Were this one more mellow, it could make subduing him that much easier. Both eyebrows and lips quirked up out of sheer amusement. ]

...replica.

[fonicfraccion]

[Aw, but tomato juice is good too!]

[Luke smirked slightly, idly tapping his foot.]

I have always wondered if that title still applies to myself. It feels rather odd to be the 'replica' of a human, when one is no longer human.

[obsidianmotion]

[ True that. ]

[ Upon first glance, Asch had thought the bone mask was just that: a mask. But a reevaluation proves that assumption false. ]

What you are now matters not. Were it not for me, you would never have existed in the first place.

[fonicfraccion]

[Kind of creepy when you first see it, isn't it? The fact that you realized what it was brings a bit of a smirk to his face.]

Hm... this is certainly true.

[obsidianmotion]

[ A touch creepy, yes. Still nowhere near as unsettling as watching replica after replica be killed by ligers. ]

Therefore, you are mine. Don't you agree?

[fonicfraccion]

[He would find that fascinating, sadly.]

I'm sorry, but that statement is definitely incorrect. I am the property of Szayel Aporro Grantz, no one else.

[obsidianmotion]

[ Of course he would. 'cause FrickFracc is more than a little demented. ]

Excuse me? Just who is this Grantz that dares to claim my property as his? Some fool related to Van?

[fonicfraccion]

[Damn right!]

Most certainly not. Szayel Aporro-sama is not even from Auldrant.

[obsidianmotion]

Then there is no contest. You owe your life to me.

[fonicfraccion]

I'm afraid I do not owe you any such thing. While my existance is due to an 'Asch' somewhere in the universe, I'm afraid you are not that Asch. Regardless, as I said, I am so far removed from being 'your replica', that whatever I may owe 'Asch' is null and void.

[Fracción Luke used logic! It's super effective!]

[obsidianmotion]

[ Obsidian Asch's ability Supremacy nullified Fracción Luke's logic! ]

With there being no other originals here at the present time, you should defer to me since you are still nothing more than a replica. Whatever you consider yourself doesn't matter. The fact remains that you would not be here talking with me were it not for the Asch from your Auldrant.

[fonicfraccion]

...your impressive and excessive amount of arrogance is baffling and exceedingly tedious.

[Translation: you're a jerk. Luke turns to leave, waving a hand.]

My time is precious, and I have no use wasting it on those that are incapable of using their auditory functions.

[obsidianmotion]

[ L-LOL. This is the first time a replica has ever blown him off, not to mention used such scientific language. Asch is miffed and confused. ]

You were not given permission to leave, dreck! Were I "incapable of using my auditory functions" as you so cleverly put it, we would not have had a conversation, now would we?

[fonicfraccion]

[Still walking away, Asch; better run to catch up.]

Then you comprehension is severely lacking. I recommend a course to correct this; it could be potentially damaging to your interactions with others.