[Kuhn is standing around, minding his own business, trying to figure out where the heck this shield is suddenly doing in his possession. But hey, it's a shield, right? Perhaps it'll come in handy.

He hears something behind him. Something... squishy-sounding?

He whirls around, confronted by a blob of... oh God he doesn't even know but ew, and it's coming right at him. With a yelp, he pulls out his bayonet and takes a shot. No real effect.]

Eheheh, uh... ... crap.

[And he runs! Or, well, he tries, but it's already in too close. It stretches its oozy body and engulfs him whole. Kuhn flails and squirms and tries to yell for help, but he finds himself losing his breath, gasping for air instead. Damn, is this really how it ends...?!

PTHOOEY!

The like-like squish-slides itself away, leaving Kuhn behind in a puddle of ooze. No more shield.

Don't mind the blue-haired steam gunner, he'll just be lying on the floor of the Plane, staring wide-eyed upwards as he tries to get his breathing pattern back to something resembling normal.]

[Asch inspects the new body of water that's appeared seemingly overnight around the bar. He doesn't touch it, but paces the edge, listening carefully.

All of a sudden he cries out in agonizing pain, but not because he's been hurt by the water critter. It seems to be something in his head, if the way he screams and claws at his temples is any indication.]

Ggrrggh— stop—!! Stop it! Aaagh...! [Fending off the sudden body-wrecking brainache leaves him panting, shaking, and falling to his knees. But it doesn't stop there. His eyes widen as he looks over, and then they narrow into a shade of deadly jealous green.]

How did you just— that's impossible! Shut up... shut up! [He draws his sword without warning, blade singing through the air and hitting... nothing. Asch staggers to his feet, spurred on by fear and anger.] You took everything from me! But I won't— [He swings wildly, chasing that specter right into the water. Growling and splashing results, but he ignores it.] — I won't let you take MY LIFE!

[Suddenly, Asch clutches at his head again and almost drops his sword. It passes quicker than last time, but when he looks up, he seems to have lost his invisible tormentor and gained a different one. Asch hisses and runs for the 'shore', makes it just in time, sliding out of reach of whatever the fuck that thing is. Wet, somewhat aching, and completely confused, Asch leans on his sword for support.]

I can't believe dreck like him got me to fall for such a stupid trick...

[OOC: Asch may or may not try to attack your character because he's hallucinating. He can be broken out of it before people get hurt though, don't worry. ♥]