[ crimson pride ]

[sacredashes]

[Asch is already dealing with the possibility of dying. He really doesn't need to feel like it, too. Still, he's attempting to make a four piece chicken dinner using the lovely kitchen facilities.]

Cook faster.

[Suddenly, Asch steps back-- then sneezes viciously into his elbow. Away from the food, of course. It's a violent sneeze, the kind that makes him slam his fist against the counter.

HE'S HAVING A HARD TIME OKAY.]

[ooc: Kinda late sliding this in, but Asch has also suffered an allergic reaction to the pollen. He's been avoiding people though, so he... won't become aware of the side-effects until this post. |D]

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[ex_oneiromancer912]

[She was going to make fun of him for yelling at his food. Then she was going to ask him about his sneeze.

Instead, she sneezes and whoops that's a giant hole blasted through the pantry.]






[Hi. Morgana clears her throat.]

It seems it's a common illness.

[DIGNITY OF A QUEEN]

[sacredashes]

[Asch isn't expecting the pantry to explode. In the aftermath, he has apparently dropped a pot lid. Holy shit. He looks at the pantry, then looks at Morgana.]

Are you trying to kill me?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

I have--[oh god, another sniffle. She pinches the bridge of her nose.] I can't control it.

[sacredashes]

[Asch continues to stare at her while his chicken sizzles in the pan.]

Then what are you doing out in public?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

I'm not 'in public.' I'm staying on the Plane until it's over, which means I need to eat. And I've been taking a medication that stops me from sneezing. Any other questions?

[sacredashes]

[He looks like he's going to say something else, but then he sneezes and drops his spatula. Seems like she's not the only one with problems. He swears under his breath and picks up the casualties of cooking with allergies.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Morgana would love to offer to help but.. she doesn't know how to cook. Which is made obvious when she goes through the fridge for a frozen meal and shoves it into the microwave.] Why are you cooking here?

[sacredashes]

[Even Asch hasn't figured out the microwave. He washes off the spatula while the chicken continues cooking.]

I'm in the middle of something.

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Which is?

[Stonewall all you want, jackass. She doesn't give up.]

[sacredashes]

I'm tracking Van, [he says flatly, and then realizes he meant to say something else. Well then. Slip of the tongue, maybe? He dries off the spatula and waits for her to get her food so she can stop endangering his life by existing.

Seriously, her magic...]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[Sometimes she just harmlessly turns people into frogs, so shove it, Asch.]

[Also, her eyebrows lift.]

I'm surprised your being so forthcoming.

[She cannot remember the last time Asch was open about what he was up to.]

[sacredashes]

[Try that and you'll be getting a very close shave.]

Whatever. It's not like you know what it means, anyway.

[Not... really, anyway. Pff. PFFFFF. He takes the chicken off the stove and sets it aside to cool off.

It smells and looks a lot better than whatever she just put in the microwave. Too bad he's not offering her any.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

Is there something in particular that is bothering you today?

[Which. Is said in a tone that indicates that, given a handful of centuries, she would have instead been saying "What crawled up your ass and died?"]

[But she's mannered.]

[sacredashes]

Yes, [he says with his usual vehemence, and then he realizes that came out wrong too.

What the hell? He stumbles over his own thoughts for a minute, trying to figure out if it's the Plane doing something weird or if he's just gone insane.]

... I didn't mean to say that, [he murmurs.]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

What did you mean to say?

[sacredashes]

No, [he snaps without hesitation. This is definitely not a coincidence.]

Ugh. You've got to be kidding... What kind of experiment is this?

[ex_oneiromancer912]

One that forces you to say what you don't want to, it sounds like. [And a little grumpy with him still but she's going to be taking this seriously.]

[sacredashes]

[He doesn't respond to that because she's probably right. But, you know, he can't respond to questions if he's eating, or so he thinks. He stabs a piece of chicken with a fork and shoves it into his mouth.

ASCH PLEASE MUST YOU MAKE EVERYTHING DIFFICULT]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

[EYEROLL] You're such a child.

[sacredashes]

[Asch holds the plate with one hand and makes a threatening gesture with the other. HE IS NOT A CHILD]

[ex_oneiromancer912]

What, can't say anything?

[sacredashes]

[THAT FACE. HE JUST WANTS TO--]

S-shut up!

[ex_oneiromancer912]

You mean you can't say anything.

[HE WANTS TO DO WHAT, HUH?]

1/2

[sacredashes]

I don't want to say anything because you're just like-- [He stops mid-sentence as he realizes what's about to happen.]

[sacredashes]

-- Natalia.

[And in that one word, there is his world. He goes from a bright flaring temper to a shamed simmer, withdrawing as if he were suddenly vulnerable.

And he is. Because this is the first time he's said it out loud, and it's not fair to compare Morgana to someone else, and it's not fair to compare the two of them, and and and and...]