Because, you know, I'm a pirate
Weaponsmaster
05-07-2019, 05:09 PM
Chaos made some snide remark about the woman being pretty young and Ash just shrugged, "An adult is an adult. Besides, she seemed... more competent when she was healing. Or maybe I just lost too much blood."
His dear brother then went on to say they didn't take him out much which earned a chuckle from Ash, "Speak for yourself- you're trapped behind borders most days while I roam free." When the pup, however, agreed, Ash shot him a a snort. Coming from some stuck up Abaven kid pissed him off. If he wasn't like IN a pack, Ash might have drug him away for a nice little chat.
Noir, as it was, said he wasn't allowed to be an Imperialis anymore and Ash nodded sharply just once. Damned right he wasn't. Not with a fool like Rhyme as a father. Rhyme could have been good, but he just... wasn't Imperialis material. Not like Rhys. Speaking of the father of the pup, was this one of the inbred ones? Ash eyed him warily. Gross. Even by Ash's relatively low standards, incest was gross.
And then the girl of the hour opened her mouth do declare she wasn't gonna leave Abaven at least not by choice. Ash let out a sigh as his expression grew dark. He had to remind himself that Chaos was supposed to be the one in charge.
Then she started going into labor.
"Oh for fuck's sake," Ash mumbled to himself, stepping forward.
"Rhyme," he called out as a warning, "Bargaining aside, I swear to god if you don't let me see the birth of my pups-" he cut himself off, eyeing Noir. The pup shouldn't ideally hear the threats Ashmedai was going to make. Now the pup would make a good bargaining chip but... Ash eyed Chaos and decided maybe that wouldn't be the best for the Abaven/Legion relations.
Still, he had every intention of being right there when his pups were born.
His dear brother then went on to say they didn't take him out much which earned a chuckle from Ash, "Speak for yourself- you're trapped behind borders most days while I roam free." When the pup, however, agreed, Ash shot him a a snort. Coming from some stuck up Abaven kid pissed him off. If he wasn't like IN a pack, Ash might have drug him away for a nice little chat.
Noir, as it was, said he wasn't allowed to be an Imperialis anymore and Ash nodded sharply just once. Damned right he wasn't. Not with a fool like Rhyme as a father. Rhyme could have been good, but he just... wasn't Imperialis material. Not like Rhys. Speaking of the father of the pup, was this one of the inbred ones? Ash eyed him warily. Gross. Even by Ash's relatively low standards, incest was gross.
And then the girl of the hour opened her mouth do declare she wasn't gonna leave Abaven at least not by choice. Ash let out a sigh as his expression grew dark. He had to remind himself that Chaos was supposed to be the one in charge.
Then she started going into labor.
"Oh for fuck's sake," Ash mumbled to himself, stepping forward.
"Rhyme," he called out as a warning, "Bargaining aside, I swear to god if you don't let me see the birth of my pups-" he cut himself off, eyeing Noir. The pup shouldn't ideally hear the threats Ashmedai was going to make. Now the pup would make a good bargaining chip but... Ash eyed Chaos and decided maybe that wouldn't be the best for the Abaven/Legion relations.
Still, he had every intention of being right there when his pups were born.
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
