Breaking The Barriers| Private with Yata! :3

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    Dramione Ish Bae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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    Oooo YAS! Then Ashlee would be all confused about Damien's sudden change in personality X3


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]she shall be named Mavis (or something) OMG, what if Ashlee slowly get worried that maybe Damien and Mavis are romantically involved with how much she would hang around Damien.
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    Dramione Ish Bae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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    Advanced|Semi Inactive|
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    Shuffle God's Offerings
    Her Love Is My Religion by The Cab(20/2)
    Press Play Walk Away by S3RL (24/2)
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    OH YAS! Then Ashlee wouldn't spend anymore nights with Damien because of how heartbroken she is feeling... Not that she knows anyway.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Oh lord the pain... And just Damien completely hating the fact that Mavis is greying to him and blah blah. Okay I'll start~




    Damien unclasped the holsters for his weapons one by one, allowing his shoulders to relax once he stepped foot into the Institute. The male had just been on a run and had come back with with no wounds or bruises whatsoever, so for that he was grateful. Flicking some of his hair out of his eyes, a small whistle escaped his lips to alert those who resided inside the great building that he was back. Stretching his slender arms above his head, Damien walked over to his usual sear once he came back from any mission, seating himself down on the couch of the main room. Sighing in relief, Damien looked around with his black eyes to be sure that he wouldn't be jumped by Oliver anytime soon. Luckiy for him, Oliver had gone out to go visit somebody who was visiting town. That meant some time away from constant tease.
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    Dramione Ish Bae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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    Advanced|Semi Inactive|
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    Shuffle God's Offerings
    Her Love Is My Religion by The Cab(20/2)
    Press Play Walk Away by S3RL (24/2)
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    Ashlee yawned softly as she rubbed her eyes. It was her day off that day and she walked on down the stairs. She noticed the tired figure known as Damien and she smiled softly. "Hey Damie. Nice time relieving stress?" She teased him as she sat down next to Damien and she laid back. She then smiled softly as she stretched her arms and she just settled herself on the seats. "I'm
    Bored."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Just as Damien was about to respond with a cocky response, the sound of a door opening and closing interrupted him which caused the black haired male to flinch and look around to see that Oliver was now running towards him at almost top speed, his hazel eyes wide with shock and something that looked like terror. The brown haired male hid himself behind one of the walls just by Damien and gritted his teeth. "Don't let it look in your eyes..." Oliver whispered to him, almost seeming to disappear thanks to one of his runes. With the way that Oliver had described 'it', Damien took out one of his emergency blades and stood up, holding it out in front of him defensively and narrowing his eyes. A few seconds passed and soon the door opened once again followed by the sound of high heels clacking on the floor. In came a female with long obsidian hair and bright green eyes. She wore the traditional Shadowhunter leather and wore a t shirt that was cut rather short at the stomach. Her green eyes seemed to scan the room until they stopped on Damien for a moment, her lips curling slightly. Then she let out a long sigh and rose an eyebrow. Speaking in a light russian accent, "Have you seen Oliver Angst anywhere? I was promised a tour... But as soon as he saw me he ran"
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    What with how much Oliver was reacting to this, Ashlee's hands quickly went to the handle of her twin daggers as her eyes were narrowed down. She bit her bottom lip and was ready beside Damien, prepared with the feel of beheading who was coming in before she paused when she saw the pretty lady walking in. She paused and her eyes widened at the fact that she was a Russian with a lovely accent. Something started bubbling in her belly and she just brought her hands away from her knives. [b]"He's... Somewhere around here. A tour? You're joining the Institute?"
    She asked, her eyebrow raised. Strangely enough, the bubbly feeling grew stronger AND something else was mixed inside. "My name's Ashlee. Ashlee Winters. May I know whom I'm speaking to?"[/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 looked between this new girl and Ashlee, his own curiosity blooming in his mind as he listened and took in this female. The black haired beauty spoke up as she pryed her gaze from Damien and over to Ashlee, her green eyes tinged with something like secret. "Well, Ashlee Winters. You can call me Mavis Targarian. And as for joining your Insitiute... Hm, that'd be something interesting. Really I'm just here on an errand from my branch of hunters. Oliver somebody ived known for a while now" she responded,N crossing her arms. Oliver stepped out from hiding spot and narrowed his eyes. "Still don't trust you Mavis, last time you appeared to me you were after my weapons supply" the brunette grumbled, looking to Damien instead. Damien unsheathed his knife and calmed down his shoulders, seeing how Mavis seemed just ready for conversation.
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    Ashlee blinked her eyes as she just furrowed her eyebrows when she heard that Mavis was from a branch of Shadowhunters. Immediately, she started to think that little Oli had done something wrong. [b]"Oliver Angst.... What did you do."
    She asked with narrowed down eyes as she turned and looked up at the taller male. Oliver always does has the tendency to get into trouble and it always Ashlee that has to clean up his messes that he always leaves behind.[/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;]"I-I didn't do anything! Anything bad.... I just... I called her once to ask her about how many downworlders were on their side of things.. And I might have accidentally called the wrong number and it ended up being a mundane" Oliver grumbled, pouting gently and looking over to Damien for help only to recieve a shaken head. "Sorry for my friends actions. He can be reckless afterall. But, what exactly do you need here?" the black haired boy asked Mavis, turning his body over to her and raising an eyebrow. Mavis looked at Damien for a moment and answered confidently "Just the downworlders... Need to see what you are doing about them" her green eyes shined with something that looked an awful lot like admiration and expectancy to which made Damien confused.
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    Ashlee noticed the glimmer of admiration in Mavis' eyes after she finished laughing at Oliver and her face soured. She felt something squeeze her heart uncomfortably and she just sighed softly and shook her head. She castes these emotions away and instead stood beside Damien, her shoulder touching his arm. Her golden eyes were narrowed down and they practically screamed Jealousy. [b]"Oh? Well... Everything is fine and dainty here. I guess you can go now."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Mavis didn't seem to notice the flaring emotion in Ashlees eyes for she was busy inspecting the institutes walls. Her black hair swayed as she turned around slowly and narrowed her eyes in thought. "I can't exactly just leave like that, I haven't heard your reports or even seen you guys in action, I really do need to see if you can handle taking down the downworlders and what you do with newfound info" her russian accent spoke, raising an eyebrow at how awfully close Ashlee had stepped next to Damien. Damien coughed nervously at how intensely Mavis was looking at him and ended up glancing over at Oliver instead. "I don't see why not... As long as you just keep your nose out of the institutes business you should be fine" he spoke up unsurely.
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    Ashlee's eyes widened up at Damien's words and she clenched her fists. This does not sit well inside of her and she felt a little sick. She didn't know what it was, she just didn't like it. Ashlee didn't know that it was the green eyed monster at play. Mentally taking a deep breath to control her temper, she just had a tight smile on her lips. [b]"Very well then. I'll show you to your room..."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Damien looked over to Henri when he heard the sudden laugh from him. Looking over to Ashlee as she walked off, a wave of confusion went through his body. Oliver stepped up to Damien and smacked him across the head lightly, though enough to make Damien flinch. "Well would you look at that, you really are the most clueless guy I've ever met" Oliver grumbled playfully, stepping off from the black haired male and chuckling lightly. "I-I don't understand... I just spoke to Mavis for a few seconds, what could I possibly have done?" he stammered. Mavis followed after Ashlee slowly, walking at a normal pace and glancing back at the group of boys they had left. Feeling that atmosphere around Ashlee made her raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you on edge... Anything wrong my dear?" she asked cooly.
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    Dramione Ish Bae ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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    Ashlee jumped when Mavis started to talk and she looked back. Her golden eyes pierced into Mavis' soul as her eyebrows were narrowed down to show her suspicion. However, being the polite hostess she was, she just swallowed her cautions and smiled tightly. "Nothing nothing. Just... Noticed something strange." And with that, Ashlee turned around to a door. She coughed, "This will be your room for the period of time you'll be staying here. Which won't be long due to the fact that we are very handy in dealing with Downworlders."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]Mavis sighed lightly and proceeded to enter the room now allocated to her. She ran a hand through her yet black hair and flickered her strange green eyes to Ashlee before stepping in. "I am only here to observe and make sure that the safety of this city is taken care of. I'll be out of your hand in a few days, perhaps a week or two, I am not too sure" the taller female spoke as she took in the interior of the living space, noting how much smaller it was to her regular quarters, but it would have to do. "Now for a pressing matter" Mavis began, seating herself on the bed in the middle of the room, a smirk showing on her lips as she shrugged off her dark jacket swiftly and elegantly. "That boy Damien, how long has he been here for"
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    Something was fishy with Mavis. Ashlee could feel it in her gut, she couldn't understand why the others couldn't sense the fact that there something wrong with Mavis! Like... She was hiding something from them, not telling them who she really was. Narrowing her eyes, she just took deep breaths. She raised an eyebrow at Damien being the topic and she felt protective of him. Folding her arms, the strategist of the room replied. [b]"Oh just a little over a year."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]At this response, Mavis simply crossed her legs once seated and began looking at her nails. "Simply a year right? Hmm... Would of thought he'd just arrived with how uncomfortable he looks in the Insitiute. Rather took him for the loner type than a person who can work in such a large group" she whispered. With this information, it left Mavis feeling unsure. The black haired female fixed a strand of hair which had found its way over her eyes and looked back at Ashlee. "I'm sure his father would be surprised" she added with a tone of voice that sounded cocky. Maybe she could ruin a few ties with his friends if she told them about his father.... Then things would be much easier to take him away.
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    In an instance, Ashlee had both of her fan knives out of her side and pointed directly at the neck of Mavis. Her normally soft and gentle golden eyes now hold the look of anger and suspicion. Streaks of protectiveness showed themselves in her eyes as she had her eyes narrowed down. A soft growl escaped from her throat, "Don't. You ever. Bring Damien's father inside this place. He doesn't deserve to be a part of his life when he abandoned Damien all those years ago."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; width: 335px; height: 145px; overflow: auto; borderwidth=0px; color: lightgrey;]At this, Mavis looked surprised. Her eyes looked at Ashlee with a flash of shock. "Than his father really is a danger? I didn't know that you all knew about his father and what he did" the black haired female spoke, standing up despite having a razor sharp fan against her neck. "If you'll excuse me... I'd like to have a rest.. It's been a long trip here and I have been fighting off those big bad downworlders" she spoke, stepping back from Ashlee and sitting a top her rental bed, raising an eyebrow at the brunette before her.
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