[Chapter 2 - SCENE] Setting it up

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Who: Arietta, Asch, Dist (NPC'ed by Nadia)
When: Before anyone else comes to Choral Castle
Where: Choral Castle (duh)
Warnings: Blatant Dist abuse



Asch paced one of the chambers in the run-down vacation home. He knew he'd been here with his family, before the Hod war, but it wasn't that that he remembered it from. No, he remembered it for the machine in the basement, and being locked in a cell while his entire life was torn into pieces. Nevertheless, what he needed was here, he just needed someone to help him. With luck, the two he'd recruited would be here soon.

Arietta wasn't sure why Asch wanted to see her, but she didn't think it would've been a good idea to ask questions. She wasn't exactly sure why they had to meet... here either; the whole place looked a little scary. And, not to mention, it looked like it was ready to collapse at any given moment. Still, the younger God-General didn't want to risk angering Asch so she simply clutched her doll to her chest and began looking for the redhead.

Dist of course couldn’t arrive before Arietta did, how could he make his grand entrance if he wasn’t the last one in? And the most elegant of the God-Generals deserved nothing but a grand entrance, even if he was basically following a request from one so far below him.

He flew in grandly on his floating chair in his attempt to make a grand entrance. “Wait no longer, the glorious Dist the Rose is here now!”

"Dist the Reaper, you mean..." Asch snorted. He turned to Arietta. "Arietta, you were on the Tartarus, right? Did you see the redhead there?"

Dist’s arms and hands flailed in anger. “Ooooh! How can one as glorious as myself be anything but a Rose?” He knew he’d just be ignored by these two annoying children, but still it had to be said.

Asch added another to the many times he was likely listed in the 'revenge journal'.

Arietta spared Dist a mildly curious look, before she turned her attention back to Asch. The redhead... Arietta hugged her doll even tighter as she nodded and looked at the ground. "Yes," she practically growled the word. "He was there with Ion and the others."

"Arietta, can you bring him here? Kidnap him, or otherwise force him here, I don't care. But can you bring him here?"

"Of course I can." It wouldn't be too difficult, and Arietta did have some things to settle with him... "But can't I just... Why do I have to bring him here?"

Asch turned to Dist. "The machine in the basement. You do know how to use it, don't you?"

“Of course I can!” Who do you think I am?” Dist answered the redhead. Idiots, all of them!

Asch tossed a fon disc at Dist. "If she can bring him here, can you synchronize his fon slots to match those on the disc?"

Dist tried to catch the disc, but he was never an athlete and he ended up fumbling and catching it in his lap. How embarrassing to do such a thing in front of these children! “Of course I can! That’s mere child’s play, though quite beyond children like you!”

Asch snorted, remembering how Dist had yet to make a lock for his lab door that these 'children' couldn't easily get through. "Fine. Arietta, you bring him here, and Dist, you synchronize his fon slots. But don't kill him."

Dist's behavior didn't bother her; she was quite used to it. Asch, on the other hand... Arietta frowned. She didn't understand why he was telling them not to kill the other redhead. He certainly deserved it after everything he had done... "Fine." It probably looked like she was pouting. "Is that all, Asch?"

Asch nodded, and looked to Dist.

Dist did not enjoy being glared at by that uppity redhead. He and that purple haired girl were so annoying always breaking into his lab, and now he had the nerve to ask a favor. The only reason why he was doing it was for the chance to study that replica Van made all those years ago. “What? Is there something on my jacket or something?” Dist said looking down at himself and seeing that he had not spilled anything on himself on the trip here.

"So you'll do it?"

Such a lowly brat, hadn’t he already said he would? “Didn’t I already say that? Or did you misunderstand like you did when I asked you not to go into my lab?”

"Why would I go into your foul den? It reeks, you know..."

Dist flailed in anger again. “It does not reek! It smells of glorious research! And you have been in there many times, along with that purple haired girl of Balir’s!”

"I wouldn't let Balir hear you insult his daughter. He's very overprotective, you know..."

Dist knew very well how Balir was when it came to his daughter. Any attempts to stop the girl from coming into the lab were met with failure. If he didn’t know better, he would think it was Balir’s doing to try and get ahead of him. Except he knew Balir had no interest in fomicry. “I’ve done nothing to her! You’re just saying that because you don’t want to acknowledge that you shouldn’t have been peeping in my lab with her in the first place!”

"Do you even have proof I've ever been in your lab?" Asch always made certain that even if it was known it was them, there was never any solid evidence to prove it.

“I have my ways. My complex security system would be beyond ones such as you.” Dist said in a false attempt to brag.

"Well, when you can find evidence, be sure to let me know. Until then, I expect that this will get done quickly." Asch paused before he left the room. "And don't tell Van about this, either."

“Of course it will be done quickly! Do you think one as glorious as myself would take a long time to do something so simple? Or even wish to be around one who must be as annoying and childish as yourself? Dist exclaimed. “And Van won’t hear a word from me.”

Asch turned to Arietta. "Arietta? You won't tell Van?"

Arietta didn't like the idea of having to keep this a secret from the Commandant, but she shook her head regardless. "No. I won't tell the Commandant anything about it."

"Good." Asch turned, and strode from the room.