Oktoberfest!

[memento_mods]

Who: Everyone
What: Oktoberfest
Where: Down main street and into the park
When: September 19 to October 4
Warnings: People twirling fiery batons. Keep it PG-13 in this one and take anything higher to the journals.

Comments

{HAVE AN ASCH SPOIL YOUR SPORTS}

[bloody_pissed]

Asch had taken to wandering the streets with a dull expression on his face. The noise grated his ears, and all of the people...he would just have to tolerate the festivities for the time being. Really, had he actually recalled anything, he would have avoided going to such a silly place--a big beer building, honestly?

He did not remember his own life, but he did know about beer and how it could turn people into buffoons. Therefore, staying clear of that particular building, he had settled somewhere near the sword eater. It was strange enough that he could watch it while keeping an eye out for clues...or just waiting around for memories to come back. He hated being a blank slate.

Of course, leaning against a streetlamp, Asch crossed his arms. No, he did not want to be approached. Exactly how he would potentially find out more information about the event or about memories without assistance, he did not know, but he convinced himself that asking people would be more trouble than it was worth. Really, he looked out of his element.

{Social situation? For Asch? O NOES.}

[bloody_pissed]

Asch hadn't noticed the girl. He frowned a little for failing to notice her--oh, wait, he was already frowning beforehand, wasn't he? Rather, he continued to scowl, as really, he should have paid enough attention to see a girl with long ebony hair--longer than his, even--tied into pigtails. Certainly, the color was not vibrant, unlike that of his own scarlet hair, but the style was eye catching enough, and she had approached him, despite his standoffish front. Who would approach an angry looking man with his arms crossed and pulled close to his chest? Well, his failed attempt to ward off the extroverts caused him to frown--wasn't he already frowning?--In any case, he did not look at all relieved to see this girl chatting with him

Re: {Social situation? For Asch? O NOES.}

[bloody_pissed]

"Humph." Asch seemed to have taken a liking to such insightful responses. Really, he loved being open as a book, hence his chatty disposition. Upon hearing the explanation, he looked around, raising an eyebrow, then made eye contact once again with the girl.

"In that case, this event might not be worth it." Beer. Asch, though unaware of his age, considered himself to be a man. Still, alcohol...? He refused to act like an idiot!

WH-WHAT HOW MEAN OF HIM.

[angel_crow]

At some point, when Cooro wasn't stuffing himself, he happened to see Asch. Thinking it was a completely different but far more positive red head, Cooro trotted up as happy as ever.

"Heeeey Lu-!" Wait what. That hair looked a lot longer than Luke's. That face also looked a lot grumpier, too. And that meant it was... That Other Scary Guy Who Looked Like Luke and Whose Name Cooro Did Not Know. Whooooops. He quickly stopped and swallowed the rest of his sentence.

Re: WH-WHAT HOW MEAN OF HIM.

[bloody_pissed]

Asch caught what Cooro was about to say. He did not approve. So much, in fact, that he gave the unfortunate boy an especially nasty scowl. Really, if the redhead did much more of that, his face would sag. But that was not his concern at the moment.

"Don't confuse me him."

Really, Asch had no reason to dislike Luke. It just came so...naturally. Seeing that face made him angry, despite the fact that it was his own--or perhaps because it was his face, it bothered him. Whatever the case, Cooro successfully made the Grumpy Asch even Grumpier.

[angel_crow]

"Sorry! You just kinda looked like him, so I mistook ya!" It took Cooro about a second to realize that this probably wasn't the best thing to say, especially since he didn't seem too happy about the comparison as it was. Well, it's not like he could take it back now.