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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 13:53:14 GMT -5
It was an average day, and Ashaes had been laying low to keep out of Ishamael's crosshairs, as well as the sights of the police. She was hunted by both sides, now. She really hoped she didn't get caught here. It would mean h*ll for Dusty and his family. She was taking a big risk just to see him, but then again, he had done the same for her, even gotten injured protecting her, saving her life.
The least she could do was give him her phone number.
So, there she was, standing on the front porch of where she had walked him home from the hospital, waiting for the courage to push the doorbell. Maybe if she took a deep breath....
Ashaes breathed in deeply, then let it uot slowly. Okay, she was ready. Her hand slowly moved toward the doorbell, which she stared at as though it was a dog that had a disposition to bite as easily as lick her hand. Finally, her finger closed on the button, and she pressed it, immediately feeling a spike of adrenaline.
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 18, 2008 14:53:58 GMT -5
The door swung open immediately, to reveal a short navy blue hedgehog with an unusually long tail and bright amber eyes. "Who are you?" Little DawnStar asked.
Before Ash could answer, Dawn added suspiciously; "Waaaiiitt... I know you! You're my big brother's girlfriend. I saw you bring him home the other day. I'm not blind, you know. I'm not going to go get him. He doesn't deserve a girlfriend. He's too stu-"
Dawn couldn't finish because just then, SparkDust appeared in the doorway, shoving his little sister aside. "Hi," he said happily, smiling at Ash.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 17:37:31 GMT -5
Ash smirked. "So that's your sister," she said, with a "dear lord have mercy on you" tone. She rolled her eyes, then stepped forward and wrapped him in a hug. Letting him go, she looked at DawnStar. "No, I'm not. We haven't been on a date. Yet. Which is why I'm here." Ashaes reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small, folded slip of paper. "Here's my cell number. Call me whenever. I have a special plan. Completely free."
She smirked, but then her smile fell away. She wasn't exactly proud of why it was that way. Ishamael had to kill four clerks before one of them gave them free service for life. And she didn't like that she had Ishamael to thank for it. She hated him, completely and thuroughly, which is why she called an anonymous tip line ten minutes ago and ratted him out. Now every cop in Westopolis knew what Sammael, Rahvin, and Ishy looked like, but she wouldn't give them the location of the bar. She couldn't do that to Tiki and Maria. That was the only place they could get money, and Ashaes couldn't just toss them out like that.
The hedgehog girl looked back up at Dusty, and smiled again. She couldn't help it. This time she blushed too, stuffing her hands into the pockets of her sweater. She was wearing the outfit she had bought when they were at the mall. Her mind went back to the kiss, and she blushed further, as the temperature dropped about ten degrees.
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 18, 2008 17:55:41 GMT -5
Dusty smiled back, taking the cell number. He recognized the outfit and it brought back memories. But when the temperature went down, he nearly rolled his eyes, stifling a giggle. It was now obvious she liked him, and he was happy about that. He put the paper in his own pocket, with his iPod. That way he couldn't forget it.
He leaned towards Dawn. "See those stairs?" He asked her gently, pointing to the set of stairs behind them. "I want you to go up them, into your room, and I want you to stay there. Got that?" But this angered DawnStar. No matter how much she admired Dusty, sometimes she wished he'd keep his mouth shut. Which was the case most of the time anyway. So, as I was saying this angered her. And screaming was a special ability to this little hedgehog. So that's what she did. She screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!", causing Dusty's ears to flip back automatically.
They heard their mom asking what was wrong, but none of them answered.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 18:05:29 GMT -5
Ashaes had instantly made a pair of ice-plugs for her ears so that he did not need to hear the scream. She then giggled as she melted them away, saying, "I'm glad I didn't hear that." She then looked down at DawnStar. She crouched, holding out her hands. "Let me see your hand," she said, smiling like the cat that got the canary.
She wasn't going to hurt her, no that would be horrible, and it would hurt Dusty, too. She was just going to make an intricate flower out of ice in her hand, something she had learned to do a few days ago while thinking of ways to impress Dusty. She would then give it to DawnStar if she promised to be good. It helped that she could make a very pretty flower, like a fully opened rose.
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 18, 2008 18:30:51 GMT -5
Dawn looked at Ash, suspiciosly. "What're you gonna do to it?" She asked, slowly putting her hand towards Ashaes. Dusty, knowing very well that Ash was only harmful when angry, reassured his little sister. "Don't worry, she won't do anything bad to your hand." He dared not metion her name, in case their mom had talked about Ashaes in front of Dawn. "That's because she likes you. She woulnd't harm her little SparkDust." Dawn retorted.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 18:46:49 GMT -5
Ash snickered. "That could very well be." She closed her hands around DawnStar's one hand, and slowly, carefully, began to exert willpower to create the specific shape she was envisioning. She did not realise it, but she had closed her eyes. Slowly, in the palm of Dawn's hand, a rose began to take form, pulling in moisture from around the area, but mainly from Dawnstar's breath.
When it was finished, it was a real masterpiece, a true work of art. "Now, you be good, and maybe I'll make another one sometime." She tilted her head and gave a smile, then stood, turning back to Dusty. "Well, my boy, you've got my phone number now. The next logical step is arranging a date. I won't consider us boyfriend and girlfriend untill you do, you know." She reached up, placing a finger on Dusty's nose. "And I quit smoking. It's not as hard as I thought it would be. Aren't you proud of me?"
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 18, 2008 19:12:19 GMT -5
Dusty grinned. "Of course I'm proud. Now I won't choke when I'm around you!" Dawn just stood gaping at the rose. "How do you do that?" She asked, flabberghasted(hope that's right). Dusty took Ash's finger and put it on her own nose, snickering silently. "Hey, I'd ask you to come in, but" he whispered this next part in her ear so Dawn wouldn't hear, "My mom's a 9-1-1 call herself, I wouldn't want her to see you. She might recognise you."
His ear twitched at this, but he suggested that she might be able to sneak in their back yard and hide in the oak tree; it was full of leaves and his mom never checked there.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 19:17:53 GMT -5
Ash smirked at this suggestion. Immediately, the children's rhyme went thorugh her head, and she smiled wider, planning to say it once they got to the tree. She took his hand, pulled him gently outside, and said, "Lead on to this tree of solitude and wonder." Then she looked past Dusty to Dawn. "You might want to put that in the freezer so that it does not melt."
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 18, 2008 19:28:23 GMT -5
Dawn nodded, urgently running into the house, slamming the door behind her. Dusty led Ash silently to the back yard, to the huge oak tree and the hidden rope ladder. This is where he went when he needed peace and quiet, and his iPod. He hopped, pulling down the rope ladder from a branch on his way down.
He climbed up cautiously, signaling to Ashaes with a flick of his ear. As he sat on his favourite branch, he pondered about what life would be like without Ash, without love.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 18, 2008 19:35:18 GMT -5
Ash climbed the ladder swiftly, sitting ona branch near to Dusty's. Then, she said the rhyme. "Dus-tee and Ashay-uhs, sittin' in a tree, Kay-ai-es-es-ai-en-gee!" She then leaned over and planted a kiss on the top of Dusty's head, straightened out again, and smirked at him. "What's on your schedule today?"
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 21, 2008 18:24:22 GMT -5
Dusty shrugged. "I dunno. Listening to my iPod I guess.." He sighed. "What's on yours?" He hoped she'd stayed clear of Ishmael. He didn't want her getting into trouble just for liking him. He lifted his feet and crossed them, letting them fall on a a branch in front of him. An idea struck him like a pillow on the head. It was childish, but it would be fun. "Hey," he said to Ash, "You know what we should do?" He wanted her to guess, it's more fun when they guess.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 21, 2008 22:21:47 GMT -5
Ashaes was always ready with some kind of reply that made no sense, just because she liked giving non-sequiters. "I think so, Dusty, but how are we going to convince the toaster to wear pants?" She said this with a completely straight face, looking at Dusty as though it was the most logical question in the world.
Then she smirked. "Hmmm, do you think we should.... create a slide and go down over and over? Sit here for a while and enjoy each other? Seal your house in thin ice and watch your sister run into it trying to get out the door?" In that one, she wasn't serious. "Tell me, boy." She then gave him a coy smile.
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Post by Charmi Bëe³ on Feb 22, 2008 21:12:23 GMT -5
Dusty smiled back. "I'll tell you, girl. We should build a platform up here and bring some stuff.. Like.. Uh... cushions, so our butt's don't get sore. Then it would also be easier to stand up here!"
He nudged closer to Ash, suppressing a sigh of joy. He enjoyed her presence at the moment.
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Post by hiruma on Feb 22, 2008 21:28:45 GMT -5
Dusty nudging closer, coupled with what she realized was the casual nature of the kiss she placed on his head, triggered a small cinema reel of romantic scenes to flash behind Ashaes' eyes. This caused her to blush, and the temperature dropped noticeably as a few small shards of ice formed on her shoes.
"Uh, um, yeah, that's a great idea!" Why was she stammering all of a sudden? She needed to get a grip on herself! Ashaes forced herself to calm down, and the temperature went back to normal. Her blush began to subside, and her speech was more fluid. She had to stop getting like that around him. But... he was so godd*mn cute, and he was a perfect gentleman, to boot. "I know a lumber supplier. Ishamael used to send me to threaten him, so he's probably scared stiff of me, but it'd be nice to be able to apologize. I mean, Ishamael could have killed me anytime he felt like it. He killed a friend of mine by the name of Damodred because he didn't laugh at one of Ishamael's jokes." The short green hedgehog shuddered at the memory, suddenly feeling the need to cling to someone, and guess who fit the bill. "I was so scared, Dusty. Thank you. Thank you for giving me the courage to get out."
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