Asch the Bloody (
notyourluke) wrote in
genessia2014-05-28 04:21 pm
π§ First Strike: Action/Video
[The last thing he remembered was...warmth, warmth coming back to his body, and a β¦voice...]
[And then suddenly he was being torn away, and when his eyes opened he was trapped in that cell again. No, no nonono, not here again, not this AGAIN! He felt his heart start to race, his breath quickening as panic started to sink in.]
LET ME OUT!
[ Emerald eyes shoot open and he wastes no time in kicking the pod door for his release, sitting up and gripping the sides as he tries to register where he was and what had happened. After a few moments he is able to regain his composure, eyes slowly scanning the surrounding area for any signs of similarity.]
[But none where to be found. He lifts himself out of the pod, the sound of the device hitting against the walls alerting him to its existence. He grabs the flyer, and reads over it quickly before reaching in and securing the rest, along with his sword.]
[Which brought more questions, considering he had left it behind long ago. Whatever, those questions and more will eventually be answered, however there was a more pressing concern on his mind.]
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[Video]
[The red head brings a hand through his hair, fixing it from its disarrayed state before turning on the video function and facing his audience with a very serious expression.]
Working under the assumption this device connects automatically with those handled by the other participants of this kidnapping...[He pauses, well second times a charm isn't it?] Then I would like to ask for any and all information you have on this place. As well as any sightings of a man who goes by the name of Van, and those that work under the title of God General.
....
[He pauses, his eyes closing a moment.] It would seem the Replica is here... [the ma says in a low voice, the words clearly directed more so towards himself then those watching. His eyes open and it was like the disruption never occurred.]
Then before anyone makes the mistake, I am not the dreck that you know as "Luke". My name is Asch.
[And then he shuts it off.]
[And then suddenly he was being torn away, and when his eyes opened he was trapped in that cell again. No, no nonono, not here again, not this AGAIN! He felt his heart start to race, his breath quickening as panic started to sink in.]
LET ME OUT!
[ Emerald eyes shoot open and he wastes no time in kicking the pod door for his release, sitting up and gripping the sides as he tries to register where he was and what had happened. After a few moments he is able to regain his composure, eyes slowly scanning the surrounding area for any signs of similarity.]
[But none where to be found. He lifts himself out of the pod, the sound of the device hitting against the walls alerting him to its existence. He grabs the flyer, and reads over it quickly before reaching in and securing the rest, along with his sword.]
[Which brought more questions, considering he had left it behind long ago. Whatever, those questions and more will eventually be answered, however there was a more pressing concern on his mind.]
XXxxXXxxXX
[Video]
[The red head brings a hand through his hair, fixing it from its disarrayed state before turning on the video function and facing his audience with a very serious expression.]
Working under the assumption this device connects automatically with those handled by the other participants of this kidnapping...[He pauses, well second times a charm isn't it?] Then I would like to ask for any and all information you have on this place. As well as any sightings of a man who goes by the name of Van, and those that work under the title of God General.
....
[He pauses, his eyes closing a moment.] It would seem the Replica is here... [the ma says in a low voice, the words clearly directed more so towards himself then those watching. His eyes open and it was like the disruption never occurred.]
Then before anyone makes the mistake, I am not the dreck that you know as "Luke". My name is Asch.
[And then he shuts it off.]

no subject
[After a while his breath evens out and he's standing tall and proud as usual. He's gotten rather good at pretending to be fine, not letting a single part of him betray that such pain had even occurred.]
Perhaps you wouldn't last a day without your friends by your side, but I can. I'll be fine, and my Condition has nothing to do with you.
[Actually it was all because of him. It was strange, he had felt so much anger when this Replica replaced him and stole away his friends, his family, and his home. But even now, after finding out the cause was due to the replica's existence, well... He never blamed him. If anyone was to blame it was Van, and the scientists who had performed the act knowing full well the consequences.]
[With that said he's looking away, bending over and picking up his sword and the device. He situates the blade against his side, and then starts walking off like he originally planned.]
I don't need dreck like you worrying about me.
Gonna have to try harder then that.no subject
He kind of missed that memo, Asch; Luke's approaching his original with a completely serious look on his face. Like hell, he's going to stand idly by while the guy...all but keels over.
Also, it's a little late to be pretending. Even without Asch's body betraying that such a pain had occurred, Luke's memory's doing a good enough job. It doesn't help that Luke knows firsthand about pretending to be fine. He'd spent the better part of his year-long trip pretending he wasn't going to disappear.
Those words, though...they stung, a bit. Luke's face is tensing as he swallows hard, chest tightening just a little. They're more true than Asch even realizes.]
Shut up! [His angry retaliation is really all because Asch had managed to strike that cord, though. Instantaneously, Luke's expression is softening. Quickly working to steady himself, again, he's taking a deep breath.] Stop being so stubborn, damn it! You have no idea where you are. Getting lost when you're feeling like that would be stupid, Asch. Seriously, how badly do you wanna risk passing out in the middle of the street, with a bunch of strangers left to freak out over it?
[The walking off isn't going to be done without Luke, at least, trying to stop him. With a glare, he's quickly moving to grab Asch's arm.]
Well, too bad! [He's already worried, dummy.]