Asch ~*~ Canto 032

[x_bloody_asch_x]

Who: Asch, EVERYONE
Where: Empty field in Espoir
Style: Either! Be consistent! >:|
Status: Waaaaaaay open; come bother the redhead (just don't abuse him; he's had enough of that :|).

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[demonichymn]

Laharl was, in fact, doing the same thing- Well, except for the stripping, since he already didn't wear a skirt and he felt naked without his scarf. Messing around a bit with his sword, he did his best to beat the shit out of a random bird, failing to even hit it once due to its high SPD stat because of his injured sword arm from slamming into a sofa.

Thinking back on exactly what had transpired last time he'd had his sword out, he growled quietly to himself before deciding that quiet didn't work for an Overlord.

"DAMN THAT ASCH THE BLOODY!"

[x_bloody_asch_x]

Asch paused when he heard the (rather loud) shout, blinking at the familiar voice. He turned, spotting the obnoxious demon not all that far away. A small smirk came to his face as he stuck his sword in the ground, leaning against it as he put a hand on his hip.

"You called?"

[demonichymn]

Laharl turned slowly, glaring a murderous glare at the redhead. He sheathed his sword, walking up to Asch and attempting to stare him directly in the eye- which is difficult when you're a few inches shorter than your target.

"You!" he screamed, slightly quieter than before. "You hurt my damn arm! No one hurts an Overlord and gets away with it!"

[x_bloody_asch_x]

Asch had to hide a smile at the height difference; it was nice not being the shortest swordsman in Somarium anymore.

"So why did you not get it healed?" he replied casually.

[demonichymn]

"By who?" He continued glaring, standing on his tiptoes. "I'm a demon. Who the hell is gonna heal me? Human healing spells'll just burn me."

[x_bloody_asch_x]

Asch let out an exasperated sigh, fishing through his pack, before pulling out a gelatinous yellow... thing.

"What about healing items?"