that little brat | private, ashton

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    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    "I guess I am," the femme answered, giving Ashton a small smile. Well, they were past the awkward stage: pretty soon they'd be so comfortable with each that they wouldn't be afraid to fart around each other. Conlon had never experienced this, but she'd seen it on the Internet, so it had to be true.
    "You said you play drums, right?" Virginia remembered the location of a music store nearby. Maybe he'd like it?



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]Ashton smirked at her and chuckled. "I play the drums as well as a cat can," he said, shrugging gently. "Why do you ask?" The Aussie had yet to find a drum kit – the other boys were all sorted with their fancy guitars, and Adh didn't even know where to look.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    "Then you're going to love this," Virginia said slyly as she raced off in the direction of the music store. The femme's legs raced beneath her, creating a silvery blur against the marble floor of the mall.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]He frowned temporarily before tearing after her, getting tired all of a sudden. The blonde male huffed loudly and sighed, matching her pace easily.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    "You're no fun," Ginny said, feigning sadness before skidding to a halt in front of the music store, where a drum kit was on display in the window. She padded up to her and lazily flicked her tail at it. The medic apprentice was trying to seem ultra non-chalant, but that was hard when you truly wanted to hear someone do something.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]He looked at the drum kit, eyes curious, before glancing back at the silver tabby at his side. ".. you want me to have it?" he asked, frowning gently. A hint of delight was in his hazel eyes, but it was frowned by confusion.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    "No one else around here plays drums, so I thought maybe you'd want it," Virginia said, smiling at him. The medic apprentice turned her head and looked at the instrument. It was predominately red with silver accents. "Go on; try it out."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]Ash raised a brow before moving forward to sit on the spinny chair that the drum kit included. He grabbed the drumsticks as well as a cat could and did the opening bit to 'Independence Day' by 5 Seconds of Summer. "I.. love it!" he giggled, grinning.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    "And?" the silver tabby asked, urging him to say one more thing.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]"Thank you..?" he said, unsure of what he was supposed to say.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    Virginia smiled at him, glad that he was, with some urging, polite. "That's more I like it," the femme said, giggling. Ashton looked so comfortable up there with his new drum set. Virginia could sing, but playing instruments was too complicated for her. "How are you liking Tidalclan?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]"It's really nice over here. And it's different, which was what I was essentially looking for. I like it," he said, grinning at her like some kind of fool. Well, I suppose Ashton was a fool.


    Virginia Winchester-Mikaelson !


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    Virginia nodded, making sure to remember that. It wasn't really that important, but, to Ginny at least, everything Ashton said was important. That was Virginia: a girl who remembered all the insignificant things.
    "What were you looking for?" the medic apprentice asked, wanting to know more. She herself was raised in Tidalclan; Ginny couldn't even imagine living anywhere else. But maybe there was somewhere different.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]Ashton shrugged. "Somewhere I knew the boys would go. Somewhere fun. Somewhere exciting. Somewhere with pizza." he said, laughing the last part out. A grin formed on his maw almost immediately.


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    Ashton had basically defined Tidalclan in a nutshell. "We've got all that and more," Virginia giggled. "We've got candy wolves, Australian hooligans, cannibals, and adorable vampires." The femme bared her fangs for emphasis.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]"So, you're callin' me a hooligan, now?" he said, grinning. At the 'adorable vampires' part and the baring of the fangs, he was sort of alarmed. "Woah, there. Calm your whiskers. Pretty girl plus fangs equals scared Ashton."


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    Virginia rolled her eyes. "I was just messing with you, Ashton," she began, the laugh in her voice unmistakable. Even after stating multiple times that she wouldn't eat clanmates, everyone always got freaked out when the medic apprentice bared her fangs.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][size=9pt]"Okie dokie. Anyway, it isn't that scary. If you were a duck, I'd be running for the hills!" he said, attempting to lighten the mood again with a lopsided grin. A chuckle escaped his maw. "You scared of any animals?"


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    Virginia thought about it: she'd never been one to catalog her fears, so to speak. Swans," she concluded. Yep, the medic had a fear of swans. Swans are hella dangerous since they're, you know, swans.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; line-height: 40%][justify][size=10px]"So, if I got an army of swans to stalk you, you'd be scared?" he asked, grinning cheekily.