Silver-Tongued Phoenix

[Scold Prompt] "Yuki! What were you thinking? You should know better than to try something so dangerous like that!" Asher folded his hands over his chest as he frowned at the kid. "Do you know how worried I was? Seriously! What've you got to say for yourself?"

"Good," Asher replied, a small smile of his own coming to his face as he felt a sense of relief. He didn’t trust very many people with his home address, let alone with what was inside of his apartment… But Yuki knew both, even if the phoenix had been a bit dodgy on the details. Before he knew it, Asher was smirking mischievously, reaching up and ruffling the boy’s hair playfully. "And besides, if you’re going to do something ridiculously dangerous, you should run it by me first. If it’s really cool, I might join you."

The younger male was taken by surprise when the other ruffled his hair. Yukine laughed softly and batted Asher’s hand away. “I don’t think you can handle the dangerous situations I get into, but if I find something that’s not so bad, I’ll give you a call.” Even though he meant it in a joking matter, it was true that some of the situations he was put in were not the most safest to be in. He wouldn’t risk the older male’s life like that. 

Asher laughed at that, sticking his tongue out at him oh-so-maturely. 

The phoenix gave an almost secretive smile as he nodded.

"Wow." His eyes went over to the paintings again as he looked them over. He could only imagine how much he got for them. Only if Yato could paint, then maybe he could make paintings and sell them. They’d have their shrine in no time if they worked like that. 

Asher would have been lying if he'd said he didn't puff up a little with pride at that, enjoying the boy's awe. He tried to hide it, though, smiling all the while.

[Scold Prompt] "Yuki! What were you thinking? You should know better than to try something so dangerous like that!" Asher folded his hands over his chest as he frowned at the kid. "Do you know how worried I was? Seriously! What've you got to say for yourself?"

He furrowed his brows and glanced up at the other. What was he talking about? Yuki fitting into some sort of balance? His orange eyes followed Asher’s movements. He averted his gaze once again, not yet ready to look the man straight in the eyes. Yukine’s expression softened and he blinked several times in a fit of confusion. Was he hearing Asher right? 

"Good," Asher replied, a small smile of his own coming to his face as he felt a sense of relief. He didn't trust very many people with his home address, let alone with what was inside of his apartment... But Yuki knew both, even if the phoenix had been a bit dodgy on the details. Before he knew it, Asher was smirking mischievously, reaching up and ruffling the boy's hair playfully. "And besides, if you're going to do something ridiculously dangerous, you should run it by me first. If it's really cool, I might join you."

Asher paused, watching the girl for a moment in thought. He’d been hoping to find some privacy here, but… Would it really be so bad to actually try to get to know someone?

How I talk: 25% swearing, 25% sarcasm 50% a combination of both.

Things that are not cool - The RPers edition.

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Asher snorted. What kind of emergency could be happening if he was chilling out in a living room? If he were lucky, maybe it involved strippers. But still, the need for not being seen meant that he probably would get to exercise his B&E and stealth skills, which were some of his favorite past-times. That settled it. He swung down from the fire escape outside of his window and working his way down to the street, where he donned his helmet and hopped onto his motorcycle. Grey Avenue wasn’t far from where he lived, so he could get there pretty quickly. 

Asher smiled, amused by the other's confusion. He'd been confused, too, but now it was just fun. He had to fight not to look Marlo in the eyes - he didn't need the jolt of information that came from such a connection to living beings, and he certainly didn't like getting them. So, instead he just grinned and gave Marlo a once over. Cute, sure, but he was fooling himself if he thought anything might happen. "Name's Asher," he replied smoothly, still keeping his voice down. "Don't know anyone named Revik, but I'm certainly interested in your name."

Asher ran fast, tracing out a million escape routes in his mind. He knew the city well, but the hard part was deciding on a destination. Home? No, too risky. The storage unit? No, too secluded; he was already panicked, he didn't need to scare himself stupid. The diner. Public, well-lit... Perfect.

The ginger was hardly an exception, hardly paying the woman any mind until he grew closer, and paused in his step, eyes flicking up to her. He didn’t look her in the eye - Asher never looked anyone in the eye unless he could help it - but he couldn’t help but stare. Something felt… off about her. He couldn’t quite pin it down, at first.

His pause was enough to recover her attention, earning him a sort of lazy side look, and for awhile she simply stared back. Honestly, she was invisible to most of this community, without humanity left she but a spirit with the mentality of partially human. Emotion, general need for substantial things such as food and water to survive. Still.

Asher paused in his step, swallowed gently. There was no need to panic yet... He looked back at her again, his expression bored despite being anything but.

Asher paused, watching the girl for a moment in thought. He'd been hoping to find some privacy here, but... Would it really be so bad to actually try to get to know someone?