[ anya is gonna make asch so many cookies ]

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uhhhh W4 after arrival but before the twewy gang? that night? whatever??

[getdrekt]

[it's late at night. not that that matters, because they are GHOSTS, and don't need to sleep, eat, drink, or rest.

so Asch is up, naturally, lounging on the Asch Memorial Bed in his fancy lad clothing, shoes neatly arranged at the door.

he has a pile of books next to him, and he's curled around one about transportation. he's mulling over the space shuttle, apparently?

the door is shut, but not locked. hewwo??]

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[they sure are GHOSTS who do not need to sleep, eat, drink, or rest - however anya hasn't really seemed to get the memo!! so she's going to knock on the door politely]

Asch? It is Anya. Войти? Okay to enter?

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[he blinks at the knock

and physically REACTS to the voice, nearly springing off the bed in surprise. eyes darting around the room, he jumps the rest of the way up, gathers up all the books, and dumps them as neatly as possible on to the chaise lounge, his current book sitting on top.

then, zipping to the bathroom, he shuts the shower curtain, closes the toilet lid, rearranges a towel—and closes the door on the whole thing, for good measure.

there. clean. mostly. it was lucky the bed was already (always) made.

but what?? was she??? doing here????????

clearing his throat, he opens the door halfway, pauses, and nods to Anya.]

What do you want.

[NAILED it]

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[because niji reminded me, here is anya's mask, which perfectly matches her dress, because that is the idol way to roll.

that said she's also carrying a plate of food - it's not the same chicken dish that she made for him before? it looks like a cutlet this time, and she's brought it on a tray to deliver to him. at the question, she just gives him an easy smile]

Wanted to see you - and bring food.

[just that easy!]

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Huh?

[there's a significant pause as he blinks—first at her—then at the food. his mask is at least elegant enough, albeit covered in cracks that seem to glow ever-so-softly red.]

Oh.

[he's utterly perplexed. so much so, that it's another beat before he returns to reality—and even then, he's still having some trouble piecing this sudden cutlet together. shaking his head and frowning, he



steps aside, and opens the door.]

Okay.

[...

WAIT NO

LADIES IN A MAN'S ROOM............ BAD!!!!!!!!]

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[wow mixed signals

BUT HE SAID OKAY - so she's going to just brighten up a little at the permission before allowing herself inside, humming a pleased little note - ]

Спасибо. Thank you. Should put on night stand or...?

[where would he rather take his meal!!

she's completely unaware of whatever inner turmoil he's facing]

[getdrekt]

[please hold

Asch is suddenly coming to the terrifying realization that there isn't a table in here. or chairs.

just a bed and a couch.]

Th-The night stand. It's fine.

[it's! fine???

he steps away, and reflexively closes the door



THEN CATCHES IT BEFORE IT SHUTS AND OPENS IT AGAIN BECAUSE IT'D BE WEIRD TO TRAP HER IN HERE WITH HIM??? NOTHING IS INSINUATED, PLEASE LEAVE WHENEVER YOU LIKE!!!]

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[she goes to put the tray on the nightstand

and then will look back over her shoulder when he closes the door. and opens it again. she tilts her head in confusion]

.... Уехать? You would like Anya to go now?

[why did he open it again]

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Oh.

[he stares at the caught door in his hand, and lets go.]

You...

[YES

his face performs a muted dance of emotions, most of them frown-based. they are all confused. then he shakes his head again.]

I told you. You can do whatever you want.

[...

he? shuts the door? halfway? and turns around, arms crossed.

a good compromise.]

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[ . . . hmmm. she looks thoughtful at that]

... Do not want to take too much of your time but - Сокрушить. I do not want to bother Mammon more already.

[she loves mammon so much it's unreasonable]

If okay, can I stay with you for a little?

[getdrekt]

Hah. He could stand to be more bothered.

[it's an immediate reaction—and he huffs a sigh.

well, she's already in here, so...

he crosses back into the room, and gestures to the chaise.]

Suit yourself. But don't expect me to entertain you.

[he pauses, reflecting. that was a little? harsh? wasn't it???]

...B-Because I'm... just reading books.

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[ah, permission!! she will then move to sit on the chaise then and - honestly, she wasn't bothered by his words? people have been so mean to anya here that she just ignores it now, even if just on the surface

if anything it's the amendment that makes her glance back over at him and give him a smile]

... Mm. Извините. Sorry to make you stop your reading.

[and she's going to actually glance over to what he was reading and - make a softly delighted noise when she sees the space shuttle]

Ah! Космический шатл! You are reading on space?

[HER FAVORITE]

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It's nothing. I mean, it's fine.

[for his part, he's off to investigate the plate of food—no point in letting it go cold, or worse, to waste...

...and it looks... great...]

I told you before, we don't need to--huh?

[his eating admonishments are interrupted by her excitement about... space? he looks back at her, and nods.]

I was looking into it. Are you from Earth as well?

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[she's stress cooking, asch

but she looks back to him and smiles as she picks up the book. she's mindful to make sure he doesn't lose his place, but will see if there's a picture of sputnik in it, who knows]

Mm! From Earth, grew up in country called Russia. Первый. First man to space was from Russia. Even made first satellite.

[and even though the word's more complex, she doesn't seem to stumble over it - like it's one that she says a lot]

I am still learning too, but if I can help or something you want to know, please say so.

[getdrekt]

[he picks up the tray, and... sits on the bed, perched with the whole thing on his lap, back straight, posture perfect, turned towards Anya.]

Interesting. I'd like to hear more about the—what was it? Space race?—between your country and the United States of America.

[the snippet he's read so far has been fascinating.]

I'm surprised, considering your planet's lack of fonons, that you've managed to drive so much forward so fast. But with electricity being generated from various sources, I suppose it makes sense. There was a time when our technology was on a similar level, but...

[he trails off, frowns—and eats a piece of cutlet.

...]

Are you a fan of space?

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Mm, do not know what fonons are but... Удивительный. It is amazing, what science can do. Space race put man on the moon - but more is learned about space everyday. The universe gets bigger, and new telescopes are made so that we can see more of the stars. Обширные. The world is big.

[and she just sounds gently awed even as she goes through the book, devouring it even as she skims the pages

though she'll look up at him and give a smile]

I love space. Звезды! I love stars most. I made star chart even before we got astronomy tower.

[getdrekt]

[as she speaks, he just. eats.

it's. REALLY good. it feels sort of a waste, that he gets to eat this. it owns.

Asch looks up, opens his mouth to ask about More Space Stuff

sees Anya's beautiful, beaming face, bright as any star

freezes

and blurts out:] Did you already eat?

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Mm?

[she tilts her head at the question before pausing to think about it

hmmmmmmmm

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm]

A little?

[she tasted what she made for him to make sure it was good as she went so]

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[he frowns

opens his mouth to lecture about giving him food but not eating because that's how you show someone you give a shit???

and stops

wait

WAIT

THE

THEY DON'T EVEN NEED? TO EAT?? WHAT IS HE??? SAYING?????





nope too fuckin deep in now!! TIME TO COMMIT!!!]

...Come on.

We can share it.

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[yea they don't even need to eat, and anya will blink at that before just

making sure here

... If you are sure?

[she doesn't mind but like,]

[getdrekt]

[THIS IS LITERALLY NO LONGER ABOUT LOGIC!!!

there is the feeling of someone who KNOWS, COMPLETELY KNOWS what she's blinking about, but is digging his metaphorical heels in deeper because he has already completely fucked up and there's no going back now unless he admits to it.

so.]

Of course. I wouldn't have said it otherwise.

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[well, if he says so!

she's only stubborn about very specific things, and this is not one of them. she makes sure that he still has his page marked in the book before leaving it on the chaise, going to join him on the bed and she'll just

wait patiently because she didn't bring a second set of utensils]

Да. Okay.

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[...








FUCK

he just

hands her the utensils

without a word.]

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[ . . . okay she can't help it

she'll take the utensils with a nod of her head, but she's definitely giggling a little bit]

Смешной. Asch is funny.

[but she'll help herself to some of the food, humming happily because she knows she's a good cook, thanks]

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...Hmph.

[he looks pointedly at the balcony door like it is simultaneously the most interesting thing in the room right now, and also that it has somehow deeply wronged him.

but she didn't call him on it. that's. nice of her.]