Asch ~*~ Canto 007 -*- Opening of On the Road Again

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Who: Asch and EVERYONE
Where: Somni, specifically at On the Road Again clothing shop
Style: Either or (just if you start a thread in first, keep it in first, and vice versa).
Status: OPEN!!! Come pester the grumpy redhead.

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A particularly loud swear comes from the back, before Asch comes out, a finger in his mouth. He stops dead when he sees Luke, though, eyes widening.

"Luke, what the heck were you doing?" he asked, hurrying to the counter and grabbing a blanket he kept under there for emergencies.

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Asch chuckled softly, going over and wrapping him up in the blanket.

"You really are like the younger brother," he said fondly, starting to lead him over to the dressing rooms. "Go ahead and dry off inside; I'll grab something dry for you to wear."

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Asch raised both eyebrows, looking slightly amused as he reached into his pocket.

"Where, and how bad?" he asked.

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Surprisingly, Asch didn't get angry. Yeah, he put a hand to his head and let out an exasperated noise, but he wasn't angry. It looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it, instead leading Luke back to the counter.

"I suppose it's fortunate that you're frozen stiff," he said finally, reaching behind the counter and grabbing a wooden ruler. Setting half on the counter, he pounded on the other end until it broke in half. "While a Gel will help heal it, it's not going to magically set it for you."

He motioned Luke over to his chair, situating himself behind his replica once he was seated and gently raising his right arm.

"This is going to hurt, Luke," he murmured softly. "Grab onto me if you need to."

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Asch let out an exasperated noise, grabbing him by the back and practically throwing him onto the chair.

"Don't be stupid," he said, now getting annoyed. "If I don't set it, it won't heal properly. I don't think you want to find out what it's like to fight with a lame hand. Now don't make me sit on you."

He at least waited until his replica calmed down, holding onto his right arm firmly; he didn't need him struggling against him and making the injury worse.

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Asch frowned privately, supposing that was as good as he was going to get. Sheesh, his replica acted like he was going to kill him or something...

...well, maybe before they had arrived in this place, but...

"All right, now like I said, grab onto me if you need to," he reminded him softly, reaching around him and grabbing his wrist firmly, starting to put the bone back into place as gently as he could.

Bad replica, no breaking the chair. :P

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Asch grimaced privately, not stopping until he heard the familiar crack of the bone going back into place. He didn't waste a moment after that, setting the broken ruler on either side of his wrist before binding it all together with some blue ribbon from a stool on the counter.

"There," he breathed, fishing out a lemon gel from his pocket and unwrapping it before handing it to Luke. "Probably should have done that after you changed, but I suppose it's better to get it out of the way first."

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Asch noticed... and let out an amused noise.

"You can let go now, Luke," he said chidingly, like the loving big brother he was.

Of course, he wasn't actually expecting his replica to be aware enough to listen to him, so he started wheeling him -- chair and all -- toward the dressing rooms. He stopped just before an open door, patting Luke on the head.

"Go in and get undressed; pass everything under the door," he ordered. "I'll get you something clean to wear, just be careful of your wrist."