you put on that act [ASHILLA]

[ASHER HART ELLIS]

i gotta get my head together soon

The weather in Manuka had been completely awful the past couple of weeks, at least in the firetamer’s opinion. He hated rain, almost as much as he hated snow. Basically anything falling from the sky was bad. Who liked gross, damp, cold weather? Only crazy people. Maybe it was because Asher was a firetamer and rain was against everything he stood for. Asher preferred heat, dry climates, and places that rarely rained. He had had his lifetime fill of rain after his couple month stint in Oregon and he had really hoped he could’ve avoided it for the rest of forever. Of course, he really should’ve considered moving somewhere else other than Maine for that, but things were starting to get interesting in his hometown and he wasn’t ready to miss it.

For now though, Asher would just have to deal with the rain. He couldn’t deal with his family for a long period of time. It was suffocating. While Conley was prouder of Asher than he had ever been in the kid’s entire life, Asher could still feel his disappointment. Yeah, Asher was now the son his father had always wanted him to be, but he had gotten to this point because he had fallen in love with a human. It was like Conley couldn’t trust him to not run off and do that again, despite Asher’s display of hatred towards humans time and time again. His sister could do no wrong, of course, and Aiden was off in London or whatever he was doing, so Asher practically had his father’s full attention. He didn’t want it, that was for sure.

It often drove Asher out of the house on long walks with no particular destination, even in this disgusting weather. He wasn’t about to let a couple of rain drops (or a slight downpour, as the case may be) trap him in that home for another minute. At this point, he really didn’t care if he was completely soaked through as long as he didn’t have to endure another distrustful stare from Conley when he thought Asher couldn’t see him. It would make Asher go mad. What more could his father want out of the kid to prove he was loyal? He was really running out of ideas by this point. But better he wander around alone than say something he’d regret to his father. It’d only set Asher further back at this point.

A gust of wind brought a fresh sheet of rain to pound against Asher’s back. Annoyed, the firetamer flipped up the collar of his jacket to stop any more rain from going down the back of shirt, ducked his head down to keep the rain out of his eyes, and shoved his fists into his pocket. His common sense was telling him this walk was just stupid of him while the stubborn part of Asher was telling him to continue. Kid had his point to make and he couldn’t just turn around and go home. He would admit though, it’d definitely be easier if he had something to distract himself from the rain. Being left with his own thoughts was never a favorite of Asher’s. Things didn’t turn out well when he was stick with nothing but rehashing his memories and mistakes. It was why the kid was almost always seen interacting with someone, regardless of whether it was of the positive or negative sort. And when he couldn’t be, Asher normally found alcohol to steal from somewhere and it kept him otherwise occupied.

Just as Asher was thinking he could really use a distraction, one found its way into his life. As he passed an alley, he heard a whimpering from it. On a normal day with people all along the sidewalk, Asher would’ve kept walking. Never would’ve hesitated. He didn’t show a softer side when there was witnesses, mostly because he liked to believe there was no softer side. But when it was just Asher? That was another story. He glanced around quickly, even though he knew there’d be no one else who was fool enough to be in this rain, and then backtracked towards the alley. It took a couple of moments for him to spot it, but then Asher found the source of the noise cowering against one of the alley walls, even more soaked than Asher himself was. The poor dog.

He had always been a dog person, even if the kid had never been allowed to have one when growing up. Asher would constantly try to bring home strays, despite the fact that Conley always kicked them out. It would appear that the new Asher still had the same soft spot. Kneeling down, Asher lightly whistled and held his hand out to the dog, not wanting to seem threatening to it. “Come here boy,” he coaxed, alternating between that and the whistle. It took some time, but eventually the dog felt it could trust the firetamer and got up to walk over to him. It was in worse shape than Asher had thought. The dog’s coat was scruffy and you could clearly see his ribs. He had been out here for a while, clearly. Asher searched for tags but couldn’t find any on the dog. Now he was stuck with what to do. He couldn’t take the dog home, but he also couldn’t just leave it here on its own. Pound maybe? But those didn’t always seem like the greatest places either.

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[WILLA JANE HAYNES]

She's got one thing on her mind, her target locked in sight

Pursuing one person was harder than some people might think. Willa always had to be on her toes, able to put herself into any position or situation, she had to keep up with someone for days, even weeks at times, without the prey finding out that they were being followed. The person she had been assigned to was one Asher Ellis. This was only her second day following him, observing what he did, and so far she could tell she didn’t much like him. Not only was he a firetamer, but he was also an Ellis, and he was kind of a douche to people as far as she could tell. Willa already wanted to shoot him in the head. But she was unable to do so because they were currently in the middle of the city and that would be sloppy and bring a lot of attention to her, blowing her cover.

So she did the next best thing, she mentally hurt him over and over in her mind. Willa was rolling her eyes half the time and sighing the rest. This was her least favorite part of hunting. She was more of a go get them and kill them instead of following them around until you’re bored to death kind of hunter. But things were different here in Manuka than they were in Ohio. She had found that their hunting tactics were different and while hers and her families had worked well for them, the hunters of Manuka seemed to want information more than the actual deaths of the supernatural. That reason alone was why she was so drawn to Remy in the first place. Remy didn’t want to torture supernatural to get information on other supernatural he knew, he just slit their throats and went on with it. She was more like that.

Willa had never tortured someone before. She hadn’t witnessed it either, and honestly didn’t really want to. She was perfectly fine shooting someone, but even thinking about castrating or skinning or pulling teeth and nails made her stomach churn and bile rise in her throat. Willa prayed to God that she would never have to see any of that. It seemed like a really shitty thing to do. She wasn’t that damn heartless. She at least gave those things a quick death—most of the time. She had never purposefully made a supernatural’s death slow. They just got the bad luck at the end of the night.

When Asher left his house, al of her thoughts vanished. She watched as he walked along the sidewalk, ducking behind a car when he passed her across the street. Her raincoat gave her a pretty good disguise when her hood was over her head and she followed him down the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street for a while. Occasionally she would stop and create more distance between them so he wouldn’t notice her, but with the rain now pouring down it was hard to see much at all. A man bumped into her and Willa’s attention was taken away from Asher for a few seconds. She nodded at his apology and turned to look across the street. Damn it… she thought when she looked over and saw he was nowhere to be found.

Her heartbeat began to race and she did what she thought was necessary. Willa crossed the street and started running towards where the sidewalk would have led him. Just as she crossed an alleyway she heard a voice. She stopped short and backtracked to look down the alley. He was kneeling down with his hand outstretched as if he was trying to get an animal to smell it. Then he began to whistle and it ended up being a bit of a pattern. Willa leaned to the side to see what he was trying to coax and saw a pathetic-looking dog come walking towards Asher with wary eyes. Willa’s heart broke inside her chest. She had never been much of an animal person mostly because she had never had a pet. But seeing the dog with its ribs poking out and dirt crusted to it everywhere made Willa want to take it home with her and feed it until it was sick.

There were two things she could do right now. She could go unnoticed again and disappear without a trace so that Asher knew nothing of her, or she could pretend that he had just found her dog. And she found herself walking towards Asher before she had realized she had already made up her mind. So she put on a happy face and happily yelled the first name that came to mind. “Charlie!” she said. She ran towards the dog, which flinched when she threw her arms around it. She noted that the dog was a boy. Willa looked at Asher with fake excitement and smiled. “He ran away a few weeks ago and we haven’t been able to find him since! Thank you!” Willa’s smile grew when she thanked him and to add to her façade, she wrapped her arms around Asher for a quick hug. She felt disgusted and wished she hadn’t done that, and quickly pulled away to wrap her arm around Charlie instead. Willa had never, and would never again hug a firetamer.

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[ASHER HART ELLIS]

i gotta get my head together soon

This poor dog looked like it hadn’t had a decent meal in months and he knew even if he took it to the pound, it still wouldn’t get that. There were too many animals in Manuka’s pound already (Asher might’ve gone there once or twice…or more than that when he was trying to get out of the house) and while he figured they were doing the best they could do, Asher didn’t think it was enough. If he wasn’t so concerned about his image, he’d probably try to volunteer there. But an Ellis didn’t perform community service, nor was Asher looking to have that associated with him at all. He knew he was an asshole and that was something he wanted to perpetuate.

Still, it didn’t stop Asher from thinking maybe he could take this dog home. Hide it from Conley for a few days and make sure the dog got a good amount of food before the firetamer took it to the pound. That way he wouldn’t feel guilty about dropping the dog off at the pound and no one would have to know about it. The dog had started to come towards Asher and it was close enough for Asher to start petting. Its tail began to wag almost instantly. Yeah, the firetamer thought his plan was a pretty good idea. He was about to follow through with that idea until he heard a voice yell the name ‘Charlie’ and Asher shot to his feet.

He had been entirely unaware that someone was standing behind him. Asher hadn’t even heard her until she shouted the dog’s name. The firetamer had let his guard down since he had thought no one in their right mind would’ve been out in weather like this. That, clearly, had been a mistake and Asher found himself wondering how long she had been standing there. Hopefully she hadn’t been there long, but just in case, the firetamer shoved his fists into his pockets while scowling at the girl. He was hoping if she had seen him being a softie, acting even more like a dick than he normally was would make her think her eyes had been tricking her. Maybe it sounded dumb and unlikely, but it was the only thing he could come up with.

Apparently, the scowl hadn’t been enough because before Asher knew it, the girl was throwing her arms around him. If the kid had had enough time to react, he would’ve pushed her off, but he was too stunned by the randomness of the moment to really do anything. Besides, before he knew it, she was taking a step back and breaking the hug anyway. His scowl only intensified as he tried to make sense of the girl. Normally, Asher would have his best game face on and he’d be flirting the pants off this girl. She was certainly hot, the firetamer noted, even with the rain jacket hiding her figure. Just his usual type.

But Asher couldn’t say this was a normal occurrence. He still wasn’t sure what the girl had seen and he was a little miffed about the fact he had been snuck up on so easily. Not only that, but he was kind of angry with the girl too. If this was her dog, why did it look like it had been a stray for its entire life? Didn’t she feed the thing? “Charlie, huh?” he questioned, glancing at the dog. If this girl weren’t standing there, he’d probably lean over again to pet it. But that was out of the question, so he looked back at her. “Make sure he gets a warm bath and something good to eat. He looks like he’s been on the street for months.” Despite the fact that Asher didn’t want to look like he cared, he couldn’t help but give her orders about the dog’s well being. He really was concerned about the dog getting the proper care it needed. Once she agreed to that, he could walk away with a free conscious. That, or maybe he could flirt a tiny bit because honestly, the opportunity was too much for him to give it up.

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