It didn't kill me at least, but I still hated it.

... Where did they go?

I could have sworn-- damn it. Those were mine. Damn thieves...

(OOC: Okay~ Here's the sitch. Asch was making cookies. The Lukes? Took 'em. And handed 'em out. So everyone gets Asch's cookies except Asch. He's pouting now.)

Tch... What do I look like? Someone's shoulder to cry on?

At least I got my sword back... And that stupid dagger. I still fail to see why Van would give me a dagger.... Whatever...

That was still... annoying to hear. The dreck from my world had better not get any stupid ideas.

... I can't stand my hair being in my eyes. I don't need to look even MORE like that stupid dreck.

There's a lot of commotion in this building. ... Stupid replica probably caused it all.

DRECK. Tell me more about this place. NOW.

I need a damn shower. Dammit, dreck!