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Who: Asher Gutermuth (Gladion) and YOU!
When: Any time in the week or so after the app appears
Where: Places Asher usually hangs out
What: Catch-all for AU CR stuff. Different prompt options inside.

A. Classroom, Lower Cycle Third Year

Class has just ended, and after everything that's happened recently, he's curious to check in on that bizarre chatroom. He pulls out his phone, a bit careful to set it so most other people shouldn't be able to see the screen, since he found out about that whole "really seriously private" thing after talking to the one person on the chat.

It doesn't seem to be any good, though, no matter how he holds the thing. There's too many people around and it just won't open. After a possibly weird looking few seconds of him trying different things, he gives up and drops the phone on his desk.

"Ugh, really?"

B. A School Courtyard

[At this point, he's trying to get his mind off of that weird app. Besides, whatever's going on, he still has homework to do, and since he doesn't have anything better to be doing at the moment, he may as well work on that. Time to plop himself down on a bench and pull out whatever that book is that he's supposed to be reading for his English class.]

C. Martial Arts Dojo

He shows up to his usual class, and goes about doing whatever exercises he's given as usual. And at first he seems just as laid back about it all as usual, but somewhere in the middle he remembers talking with someone on the chat about how being able to defend himself might be more relevant now than it has been. This class, he might be a little more invested in practicing that punch just a few more times.

D. His neighborhood

[Asher is out in his front yard, and so is a cat. It's not one he recognises, and he can't help wondering where it belongs. There's a bunch of strays around his neighborhood, so it could be one of them, but it seems pretty friendly for that. In any case, since the cat pretty happily came over to him, he kneels down in the yard to pet it.]

I don't have any food for you, though...

E. Wildcard

Anything else I haven't covered here, go for it.

[ooc: I wrote this with established AU CR in mind, but feel free to come at him with anyone. It's just as good for him meeting someone for the first time. I'm also good with writing in whatever format so I'll match how people respond.]

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Technically he should be traveling in a babysitting van to keep people from taking ridiculous pictures of him and spreading them around in places that they shouldn't go. But screw it; Ariel was done with the week's activities and he wanted a little bit of freedom which meant as soon as he was able, he grabbed his motorcycle keys and took off.

It took him a little bit of time to get home. While it wasn't that far away, he wanted to just enjoy the day and the feel of the motorcycle, so he drove around, stopping at a couple stores to pick up a few small treats before finally turning towards home. So it was a little late in the afternoon, almost evening when he pulled up to the small house and turned off the bike. Taking his helmet off, he sighed and leaned forward a little to look at the lawn and the neighboring house.

"It already feels so small."

Asher hadn't known in advance that his brother was planning to be there that evening, but the sound of the motorcycle was something he recognised, so he peeked out the window to see whether it was really him. It wasn't long after that that he was at the door, coming out to greet him.

"Hey." He held up a hand in a lazy wave. "I thought you were going to be busy this weekend." Though saying that, he wasn't sure whether Ariel had said anything to that effect or whether he just assumed because his brother's idol life was usually busy. But if he actually did have time to be home for a while, that was a good thing. Maybe it would get his mind off stupid creepy phone apps. Or maybe he'd be someone to talk to about it, since someone on that chat room had sounded just a little familiar...

Edited 2017-05-17 07:14 (UTC)

"It isn't like we have an album out yet," he replied, sitting upright. Ariel gave his younger brother a grin before reaching into his bag and digging around before pulling out a small package. He held it out to Asher.

"Here, thought you might like this. I picked it up during the trip the other week."

He looks curiously between the package and his brother. Not that it was weird for his brother to surprise him with a present, but he certainly wasn't expecting it. He takes the package from it and opens it, wondering what it might be.

It was a framed picture featuring Asher's favorite girl from Ariel's sister group. It wasn't one of the main promotional pictures, but taken in a restaurant with her looking normal and smiling. Not only that, but she had signed it personally to him, wishing him luck for the rest of the school year and beyond.

Ariel swung off his bike and hung his helmet on the handlebar, stretching the kinks from his back. "Do you like it?"

It was probably obvious from the look on his face that Asher loved the gift. As much as he gave Ciro a hard time about his whole celebrity crush thing, it wasn't as if Asher didn't have a little bit of one, himself. He looks up from the picture to give his brother a grin.

"It's great. Thanks." With a glance down at the picture, he couldn't help wondering. "Is this somewhere you guys ate on that trip?"

"Yeah. We stopped at this small dive with some amazing sandwiches and just hung out for a while."

Not that they were able to leave the city anymore with all these weird murders and the like. They had gone traveling, he knew they had, but it just felt a little odd that he couldn't remember when it happened. Just 'recently'. Ariel shook his head to dislodge the weird thought because he knew he was just busy and he didn't remember everything.

"So how have you been? Studying hard?"

He made a bit of a face at that question. "Too hard. I had a test this week and haven't figured out yet whether I passed it." Not that he was particularly worried, but science was never his best subject. He'd always kind of hated it, not that he'd have any idea if someone asked him why. He made himself study, but now that the test was over, he'd rather forget all about it.

"Anyway, let's go inside." And not talk about science tests. "Dad should be home pretty soon, too."

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e - bro is coming home b/c y not?

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