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    Dramione Ish Bae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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    Ah YAS! That's a very good plot X3 Who do you want to start first?


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    It was the warmth of the afternoon which stirred Oliver from his reading. If you first looked at the brunette, you would never have guessed that he was a reader, especially with his persona he let off. Placing the book face down on the couches arm where he sat, those hazel eyes of his went over to his good friend Damien. Poor guy had fallen asleep whilst listening to Oliver read out a few lines from his novel. The black haired boy had requested it due to the fact that his fascination had grown, especially with how engrossed Oliver had seemed with its pages. Just looking at Damiens face made Oliver want to laugh. Damiens black bangs had been sprawled over his eyes, keeping his kids protected from any light which threatened to flash onto him. His sleeping face reminded Oliver of all those times where Damien had fallen asleep in Oliver's car. Really, the two of them had had some history. They were like brothers. Watching as the hunter let out his small breaths, Oliver really felt for the guy. Trelfo often went to sleep at whatever chance he had thanks to his trouble with sleeping. Being a hunter really took its toll on you if you obsessed over it. "Idiot... Take a few days off already.." Angst sighed, standing up from his chair and stretching his arms way above his head and peering around the room and over to the orange coloured sky outside of the window.
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    It was Ashlee's turn to clean the yards of the Institute and Ashlee stumbled into the room, tired. Her hair was messy and strands were all over the place. [b]"Remind me to tell Max to never leave any of his toy spiders in the yard. Had a fright cleaning it up."
    She grumbled as she took off the gloves and boots that she was wearing and placed the to the side. She stretched as she yawned softly, she had sat next to Damien and looked up at the male shadow hunter. "Damie's asleep again? I swear, he should really take a day off. If he doesn't, I'll tie him to the bed and force him to." She then paused. "Okay don't take that into a whole new context." She mumbled, sighing at the fact that her words had got her into a dirty situation again.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Oliver only chuckled at Ashlees words and walked over to the kitchen nearby to make himself a coffee, leaving the kettle on boil before poking his head out the door and raising an eyebrow at Ashlee. "Your mind goes such strange places Ashlee, I worry for your health" the brunette teased, winking at Ashlee as he slowly moved his gaze over to Damien, the said sleeping hunter. "That's Trelfo for you. He sleeps just about anywhere that he can put his head down at. It's actually an amazing talent to be honest. But yes, he needs to take it easy. Don't bring it up to him though, he gets all defensive about it" Oliver sighed, leaning against the side of the doorframe and playing with the ends of his hair which just reached the nape of his neck.
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    Ashlee laughed softly as she looked up at Oliver before she looked at the male next to her. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, [b]"Idiotic Trelfo."
    She whispered as she reached on over to gently move his curls away from his eyes and tuck them behind his ear. She watched him for a little while more before she leant back and looked on over to Oliver. "Hey Oli? How's your advanced with Kerine? She seems to still not be so interested in you." She mused as she raised an eyebrow and smiled as she paced her hands behind her head.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Oliver scoffed at this and crossed his arms, looking down at his shoes and pursing his lips. "I've been at it for years now Ashlee, don't think I'm getting any where good. The best decision I can make is to just turn a blind eye and stop before I get hurt" he responded rather maturely, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth in place of a sigh. Really, the brown haired hunter had lost all hope in that way of thinking. Best thing for him to do was to let it go and focus on the more serious things at hand. "But hey, I need to grow up and let go of such crushes" he grumbled, sticking his tongue out in disgust. A slight sadness showed in his eyes before he pushed it away, replacing it with seriousness but then amusement. You could never be sure with Oliver, he really just put up a smile to hide away how he really felt, it was the best way to get his problems to disappear. At least he hoped. "Enough about that, Anybody special in your life? Or are you just as conflicted as I am?" he joked, flashing his grin.
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    Ashlee raised an eyebrow at Oliver's answer and she laughed softly. Honestly, Oliver WA snaking the right choice. Kerine is a nice person and she's a very good person to be with but she just isn't a very faithful partner if you think about it. She just wasn't ready to be tied down in the world yet. Ashlee laughed once more before her laugh slowly faded away, [b]"S-Somebody?"
    She stuttered and her cheeks reddened as she looked down. "Interested? W-Well... There is one guy that have c-caught my eyes but... I don't think he's interested in me. We're both great and close friends but... I think that's all. I don't wish to progress too... Seeing as how everybody think I'm weird." She said as she smiled before she stretched her arms. [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]"That is some very confusing response. Ah, love. The struggle that comes with it" Oliver sang in false joy, letting out a grumble before returning to the kitchen and preparing his drink of coffee. Whistling to himself, he poured three cups of hot water. Two coffees and one tea, guessing that Ashlee would much prefer that then to coffee. Especially with the way that Oliver made it, surpringly Damien could handle it. Maybe because he had grown a high tolerance for it. Wandering back into the living room with a small platter of mugs, he placed it on the coffee table and picked up his own cup and Damiens. Smiling over at Ashlee before stepping forward to Damien, he held Damiens mug against Damiens face, allowing the scent to wake up Damien. And that was exactly what it did. Damiens black eyes opened slowly and almost immediately his hands went to the hot dish, taking a sip of its bitterly strong contents without a word.
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    [b]"Yeah well... Life works in mysterious ways after all. One moment you could be hanging from the building and the next you could be in your snug chair and beside the fireplace reading a book. That's how strange life works... Love is just one of it's greater mysteries that no one will ever find out."
    Ashlee whispered before she watched him stand up to go make something to drink. Meanwhile, Ashlee had just used this time to tie up her long faded brown hair before the fragrant smell of tea reached her nose and she looked up. "T-Tea?!" She exclaimed as she eagerly grabbed her cup of tea and smiled softly and took a sip of it. "Yum. You make great tea Oli." Ashlee then looked up at Damien waking up and she smiled brightly at him, her golden eyes brightening with happiness. "Good morning Damien." She teased as Henri walked down with a towel on his head.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Damien took greedy sips of his coffee, the bitterness seeming to not affect how much he enjoyed the hot beverage. "Angst, you are still terrible at making coffee" the hunter grumbled, though he took another drink from his mug, the taste reminding him of better days. Rubbing his eyes with his free hand that wasn't holding onto his coffee, he then looked over at Ashlee and gave her a warm smile of sorts before returning to leaning back in his seat. "Did you go out rolling in the dirt? Or is this a new fashion statement?" the male teased, raising his eyebrows and chuckling softly, showing off the remnants of sleep. Oliver rolled his eyes at this and rested himself on the back of the couch, facing away from the two sitting at the couch. His eyes went up to see Henri and a few words danced across his tongue. "Never mind Ashlees fashion statement, looks like our big lug Henri here just had a hell of a shower" he whispered jokingly, taking a drink from his coffee casually.
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    Ashlee laughed softly as she gently nudged Damien in the ribs, [b]"Be nice Damie. At least Henri puts the effort in making coffee for you."
    She joked as she just took another sip of her tea. She felt the relaxing feeling warmed up her body as she sighed softly yet happily. She then playfully rolled her eyes and scoffed at what Damien said. "Oh shut up. You're not the one who has been assigned chores in the Institute." She grumbled with a small pout of sorts as she rubbed her eyes. Henri raised an eyebrow at the nickname 'Damie' Ashlee had called Damien but said nothing. Ashlee looked at her tea, "I'm just going to go on ahead and put sugar in my tea. Be right back." Shooting a smile at every one of them, Ashlee stood up and walked to the kitchen. Henri sat down on the couch and grinned at Damien. "Damie? What's going on between you and the Little Owl?"[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Damien calmly raised his mouth from his mug and looked directly at Henri. "Between me and Ashlee huh? I absolutely do not understand your question. We are clearly friends who have grown close over the time that I have been here. She's a great person" he spoke up, his words reflecting his calm and collected persona. Playing his coffee down on the coffee table, he shifted his body so that he was completely facing Henri. "You going to play the big brother type on me? Should I be wary of that?" he asked as his dark eyes shined with mischief and tease, even tilting his head to the side slightly and inspecting Henri's responses to each of Damiens own words.
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    Henri just chuckled softly and he raised both of his hands up. [b]"Oh relax. I am simply the Little Owl's guardian... Sort of. Ashlee did have a rough childhood. I'm just here as a temporary shoulder for her to cry on. You though... Hmm... Are you sure that you only want to be friends with her?"
    He teased as he grinned widely. "Anywho, you're a good match for Ashlee. So... I'd better expect my godchildren soon in the near future." He teased. "What God children?" Ashlee asked as she entered the living room and sat down beside Damien as she took a sip of her tea.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Damien had sorta zoned out when Henri continued with his teasing, staring down at his coffee and taking long drinks from it. Though Ashlees voice cut through this and it made him slightly splutter at the very word 'Godchildren'. "H-Henri stated it" he simply answered, not at all sure what Henri had been going on about. But, Oliver sure as hell heard every word of it and whistled nervously, looking around the room and earning himself a grumble from Damien. The hunter remained seated and slunk into the material covering the piece of furniture, completely comfortable. Glancing around at Henri and showing a wary fire inside his black eyes, he sighed and retuned to somewhat looking at Ashlee, ready to receive whatever response.
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    Ashlee just raised an eyebrow as she didn't know what the heck they were all talking about earlier. Just dismissing it as nonsense that boys talk about s she sipped her tea. She placed it on the table right in front of them as she crossed her right leg over her left. She then looked at all three of her boys, [b]"So what are all of you thinking of doing today?"
    She asked as she smiled softly. Henri just coughed to hide his laughs at Damien and mentally shipped them together. "Nothing much Owl. Just sitting about and hoping for a mission to appear."[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Oliver piped up at this, "Hey don't go giving Damien any ideas about going job hunting. He's meant to be having a day off before he collapses" the brunette hissed in a cautious voice, narrowing his eyes over at Damien as to warn him not to do such things. Damien only stuck his tongue out at Oliver in response and finished off his coffee. "I can't just sit on my ass all day and allow downworlders to walk about..." the black haired male grumbled, sinking into his seat yet again and feeling like a scolded child. As he looked around at the three around him, only the smallest of smiles appeared on his lips when he liked the idea of just sitting around with them for a bit of time.
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    Ashlee furrowed her eyebrows as she looked up at him. The brunette just huffed softly, [b]"Damien Trelfo! You are not a machine and I never want you to be. Neither of us wants you to be like a machine Damie... A human has to rest something ya know."
    She whispered as she smiled softly at him. "If you have trouble sleeping... I'll be more than welcome to help you fall asleep or something." She said as she didn't seem to realise the sexual innuendo she had accidentally laced in her words. Henri coughed into his hand to hide his laugh. [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]This caused Damiens face to go flush with colour as he stood up unexpectedly and laughed nervously, playing with the collar of his shirt and looking around, narrowing his eyes over at Henri when he heard the cough. The hunter cleared his throat and lifted up his mug only to find it was empty. "I-I'm just going to go and make myself another coffee... Later" he murmured, covered his face with his hand and rushing over to the kitchen without another word. Once this male was gone for good, Oliver let out a laugh and had to slide down into his seat to stop himself from falling down. "A-Ashlee, you need to learn what you can say and what you can't say! Poor Damien I think he's dying in there"
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    The fact that Damien had left them in such a hurry and Henri and Oliver was laughing the crap out of themselves made Ashlee just sit down there with a confused look in her golden eyes. [b]"Hm? What... Did I say?"
    She questioned herself. She only spoke of the truth and nothing but the truth. She just sighed softly and shrugged her shoulders before she grabbed her cup of tea and sat down on the couch and looked down at her cup before slowly began to sip it to the laughter of the boys.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]alright... Let see. I could bring in a character that plays tricks on Damiens mind, trying to get him to accept his role as the son of Sabastion. Like maybe she could be somebody from Oliver's past who has known Damien for quite some time.
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