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I have two things to speak of today, starting with the one directed to the residents of this Tower as a whole.

[She holds up a striped billiard ball from the bar on the 88th Floor.]

I wish to learn to play this game. Who can teach me?

[She then idly rolls the ball in her fingers as she continues.]

As for the other matter, it is directed to those from my world or a variation of it where a specific war takes place involving magi. With Rider gone, his ridiculous idea of a conclave amongst us to discuss the War and those of us involved in it should also disappear.

Though I understand why the King of Conquerors wished for the gathering, it was folly to believe such a thing could ever happen and remain peaceful. There are worst fates than a death that does not take here. I know that there was one that had been planning to use Rider's conclave as means to gaining power with all gathered in one location. Had Rider carried his meeting out before his disappearance, I would have seen to neutralizing that threat.

Should another of you be foolish enough to pursue this idea, I will not and you will reap what you sow.

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I did no such thing. It was his choice. Had he chosen not to attempt the ability, I would have accepted his decision. But as I said to him then, he will never learn to control it if he is afraid of it. Do I intend on asking him again? Not in the near future, but should he wish to practice it using my skill, speed and magic resistance to keep him alive, I will not refuse him. And you have no say in that. Despite being what he is, Luke is still his own person and makes his own decisions. You lived because of him; respect his choices.

And he wouldn't have tried it if you hadn't encouraged him. You knew that he was untrained. Do you want to know what happened the last time someone encouraged him to use it, and he idiotically went along with it because he trusted them?

Ten thousand people died.

Luke may be responsible for his own decisions, but he does not have trustworthy judgement. He's seven years old and lived all but the last few months of that life locked in a manor where his biggest worry was how to deal with a fiance he didn't like. I'll respect his choices when he shows himself capable of making good ones.

You are not a good choice. Stay away from him.

[Luke is just... staring at the words glaring out from his terminal, at a complete loss for words. He couldn't... he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe.]

[Ten thousand people died.]

[He didn't know when his hand moved to activate the video feature, because there was no way he could focus on typing while trying to brain all that.]

A-Asch...?

[He couldn't even speak that loud; he's surprised he even got out any kind of words.]

[On the other side of her terminal, Saber sighs. She was tempted to find Asch and slay him for that, but she didn't believe that would help any.]

...I'll come talk to you in person. Stay there.

[Because yeah, this is a talk you have face to face... Plus, the time it takes him to get from the library up to the dorms will give Luke a chance to compose himself a bit. Win-win.]

What?

[Luke stared at the reply, like he'd just been slapped in the face. Really, Asch? Really? Sorry, Asch, but Luke's not going to let you get your chance to have him chill out.]

You can't just drop something like that and say, 'I'll be right back'! What the hell are you talking about?! You can't mean... I can't... no. No.

/Well, if you'd prefer, we can talk like this./

[Aaaand on that note, logging out of the terminal, because fuck Saber so much, don't talk to him like he's a child.

And he's headed down the stairs at a pretty quick pace, too, yay being able to multitask.]

[Luke didn't get the chance to turn off the video, so everyone on the filter and Saber gets to see Luke glow briefly as the mindlink activates before he's suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching his head. It takes a supreme amount of effort to force himself to stand up, ripping his hands away from his head to pound his fists on the terminal station.]

No! I will not talk to you this way! You... you damn jerk! Get the hell out of my head and stay out!

[He didn't know when he started crying, but he definitely is, and even he's not sure if the tears are of grief or pain.]

/Fine!/

[The connection slams shut. You're still stuck waiting for him to get upstairs, Luke, since he's just getting to the elevator now.]

[Luke shook as he felt the link close, shaking as he just barely managed to turn the video off on the terminal. He was going to be sick... he needed to be sick and to cry his eyes out and...]

[Dammit, everything hurt so much right now he couldn't even think straight.]

[To be fair, he's running and winded by the time he gets to Luke. Damn fonon separation, he's already getting weaker.

He slows as he gets to Luke and then just... stops, just out of reach behind Luke's shoulder.]

[And that is about the time Guy rounds the corner from the 5th floor of the dormitories, nearly crashing into the opposite wall in the process. The glare that he shoots at the God-General is vicious.]

Don't touch him, Asch!!

[Luke didn't realize that Asch had been behind him until Guy shouted. He spun around, landing on his rear end rather ungracefully. He's a mess, but who could blame him? It took him everything to accept himself, and there was still parts of himself he was still coming to terms with. Now Asch had to drop that he was a murderer? Luke felt like his whole damn life was crumbling around him, and it was all his original's fault.]

[He edged away from him, not wanting to deal with this, not wanting to have to accept this part of himself too.]

[And for a moment he's just going to... stop, half turning towards Guy. You too, man? He'd been mostly calmed down before you decided to butt in.]

Stay out of this, Gailardia. You're hiding enough from him.

[And that one is probably not going to endear him to Luke later. Oh fucking well. He never asked for his replica to like him.

So he just sharps towards Luke with a sharp exhale. Really, Luke, if there's one thing you're a genius at it's not realizing the things you don't want to think about. What do what do - ]

[Guy bristles immediately, expression darkening.

Really. Really. To stoop that low right now, when Asch himself had gone and done something so brutally stupid like spilling something like that to someone he claimed to want away from Luke. Stupidity. Stupidity, stubborness, every inch of the god damn Fabre he kept holding his nose high over and pretending not to be--]

[Asch hasn't even turned completely around before Guy is striding right towards them, face drawn up with a cold anger. He says absolutely nothing. A hand grips at Asch's shoulder, flipping him around just enough for Guy to swing a solid punch at the side of his jaw.]

[Luke had no idea what was going on.]

[First, Asch was calling Guy by some weird name, and then Guy was knocking him flat. Not that he didn't appreciate seeing that right now, but... who the heck was Gailardia?]

G-Guy...?

[It had taken Saber longer to find Luke than she had liked. It made her anger grow that whatever Asch had been doing to cause Luke so much pain was continuing without her there to stop it. This was the only floor left for Luke to be on, so she practically tore the elevator door off as she burst through it the moment it was open wide enough for her to get through.

With a burst of prana, the knight in black jagged armor, glowing red veins through it, and a similar visor shielding her eyes was standing over Luke, a half-step between him and the other redhead just in time to see the blonde man Saber did not know take a swing at Asch.

She stopped there, partially shielding Luke, and watched. As much as she wanted to cut Asch down, the man was unarmed and she was not going to draw Excalibur upon him. So, silent and unmoving, the knight stood with her hands ready to summon her sword if needed.

She spoke not a word, but her dark prana was gathered and she did not even try to contain her tremendous power level or the terror her Charisma rank tended to instill. Her five foot tall stature did nothing to reduce that.

She would keep Luke safe.]

Edited 2013-02-05 03:06 (UTC)

isszat our post order then?

bloodyashes - 2013-02-05 03:16 (UTC) - Expand

Unless things call for otherwise, I am totally ok with that.

relinquishing - 2013-02-05 03:52 (UTC) - Expand

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