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asher_talos
01 April 2014 @ 01:40 pm
For Ray  
He could tell something was off even before he opened his eyes. Not in a bad way, necessarily, just... different.

Yet familiar.

For a moment, he just continued to lie there, eyes shut, listening. The hut he shared with Ray was relatively close to the shore, so waking up to the sound of waves was the norm. Today, though, it sounded like those waves were rolling in right outside their door.

He could hear breathing and heartbeats, both from the dogs and from Ray who was still fast asleep beside him. Ignorance was bliss, and all that. Ray hadn't gone to sleep with a vampire, and Asher doubted he was going to take waking up with one very well. Especially not after the stunt he pulled back when the causeway was active.

"Vecchio?" Asher whispered, nudging the other man with his knee. As long as he didn't start yelling, Asher would consider it going better than expected.
 
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Ray Vecchio[personal profile] speakscanadian on April 7th, 2014 01:22 am (UTC)
Well, that wasn't a kind.

"Have you lost yours?" He exclaimed, rubbing his chest and propping himself up against the wall to keep his balance. The fact that he thought he'd just frozen time took a back seat for a moment. "You shove me, you break me, asshole."
asher_talos[personal profile] asher_talos on April 7th, 2014 02:48 pm (UTC)
"Then don't give me a reason to," He replied. It didn't seem like a terribly difficult concept to grasp. This was Ray, though.

Before Ray had another chance to do something strange and Asher was forced to react accordingly, he pushed the open and stepped out into the sun. His eyes immediately squinted against the harsh light, and hadn't completely adjusted before he started walking. He'd feel his way around blind, if he had to. Whatever it took to put some distance between himself and Ray.
Ray Vecchio[personal profile] speakscanadian on April 7th, 2014 10:04 pm (UTC)
Ray glared hard at Asher as he walked away, furrow deepening between his eyes. Gone was the concern for Asher's well-being. If anything, he hoped to see wisps of smoke billowing from the man's shoulders any moment.

There was a split second of hesitation before he yelled after him. "You sound just like my Pop!"

It was the exact sort of thing he used to hear his father hissing to his Ma when he was sat at the top of the stairs in his pajamas, listening to the endless arguments. Sometimes he'd go down the next morning and his Ma would've gotten out her good make-up...

With a hard push, Ray slammed the door behind Asher and stayed inside, seething quietly. He didn't have to put up with being spoken to like that.