ooc: Ashir: Can I has hugz? ;A; bic: Ashir needed to blow off steam. He looked up to the woman, seeing she was being true. "I-I'm sorry. I'm just not well..." he muttered his wind chant, listening.
Ashir looked up at the woman and screamed in fury as he punched the woman. His eyes looked ready to kill. ooc: I've made Ashir really messed up, have I? ;w;
Ashir felt very close to screaming. He huffed in air and just silently prayed to any listening dieties. He curled up and began to sob quietly.
ooc: Hidden's protection? bic: Ashir growled and punched into the ground. He was very angry. He lost his family, and became close to what he hated.
And I'm glad you do So, what's new?
Interesting, lovely. Keep practicing ^u^
Sorry, but my laptop's been put on NetNanny, so I use the Wii's internet. Which also means no im-ing
Ashir breathed deeply, heading to where the drink stand was. He wanted to see if there was any damage, or that woman.
ooc: *shrugs* owo; I'm just winging it.... wai~t I've got it!.... Ashir: OAO NONONONONO bic; Ashir looked down to see a fully formed giant cat... thing. He quizzically forced the anklet back on Sora, and he was the same as before... not hungrily drooling at him without the anklet. ooc: C'mon there has to be a bird kind of potion too, eh? ;w;
"Just try. If something happens, we'll fix it." Ashir nodded to his words.
Ashir nodded to Sora. "Bless you." he mumbled. An idea popped up in his head, looking at Sora's anklet. "Let's see what happens when you take that anklet off."
Ashir sighed and decided that he'd end up needing to thoroughly clean Riku's barf, adding febreeze to the cleaned area, but he ended up coughing. He went into the fridge to find some gingerale, green tea gingerale no less. (That's some good stuff >w<) He poured the can into a glass with ice and set it aside for Riku. " I need to find that woman." he mused. EDIT:OCC: Sorry guys, but things are hectic here, I won't be around as often for a small while, so, if anything, as a warning, small haitus |D Not sure how long, and not sure if I can find time to get on. Hopefully, sometimes next week I'll be able to visit frequently again Peace~ Mage
Ashir had to obviously follow Sora, but he had right after the puking, having carefully avoided the chunks of bile and other things. "Yuck." His nose crinkled in disgust. He left to his room, to inhale the scent of the new rain. The smell was old gasoline, and man's poisons upon Earth. (Around here, that's what rain smells like owo; I dunno about you guys, but try to smell the rain for once, you'd be surprised xD) Ashir then pondered which smell was worse, the bile and partly digested food, or the poisoned rain.
owo; Um, yes, I've had it for a long time, but it and the game it had are safe and sound. I can return them to you in their old condition |D;;...
Ashir smiled sadly, then realized the anklet was still on Sora. He dismissed it, then sighed. "Mom told me a lot of wonderful things about a cat she grew up with. Tete, he sounded amazing." he seemed distant in his thoughts. ooc: Okay, I know tis sounds silly, but hey, strange jewelry has power maybe? Like Sora would turn completely into a cat without that protective turqiouse... since, will, it has protective qualities against harm |D; Oh ignore my rambles
Ashir couldn't help but laugh at that comment. "Cousin, you know that you are still you. Besides, I have known stranger things." He got up and hugged Sora, scratching him behind his ear.
Ashir's ear twitched. He turned to see Sora, very amazed by his features. A smug little thought ran through his head. "You thought I wouldn't hear? I've been trained to listen. Self-trained." He puffed his chest in pride.
Ashir awoke after an hour or two's sleep. He put his glasses abd coat on, looking at his surroundings. 'I wonder how Sora is doing..." he tried to wipe the sleep from his teary eyes,
Ashir continued to sleep, his right hand twitching. He finally calmed down and slept more.
Ashir snored lightly in his sleep, mumbling some words. "Rachel..." his musings of sleep brought him to wince. He was having nightmares.
