#;april8th

[ashton-ryder]

// int. ashton's cell, unknown room - day. 8th april. @sadavang

Ashton felt the cold steel locked around his wrists, heavy metal around his ankles as well and the moment his was left alone in the cold dark room, he tugged at the restraints, feeling the resistance from behind him to the wall, enough slack to move around the room. Instincts kicked in, Ash having been in situations like this more than he wished he had, and eyes darted around trying to find something, anything he could use, have leverage, anything to get out. But there wasn't a desperation to his subtle actions yet, knowing he needed to bide his time, Sada can't be far away once Devan left the room, likely to call for her here.

Instead, he simply stood in place, feet grounded as his hands by his side tried to touch the rim of the chain locks, immediately dropping any form of action the moment he could hear feet shuffling outside the door. a turn of a few locks, a swing of the door, and ding dong the bitch is here. Ashton only looked up to challenge her gaze straight once, jaw clenched and deep blues glaring coldly to the woman now stood in front of him. "..I find it hard to believe you had these just lying around all this time."

[ashton-ryder]

// int. atrium to apt #306 - day. 8th april. @thedevilworksharder

The moment Sada and Jeremiah and their gang left, tensions seemed to ease off in the atrium, if anything at least alleviating the immediate threats of death. Devan had immediately kept his eyes on the entire group here and specifically on Ashton more so than the rest. He was basically out on supervised bail and even he knew the imminent end for himself. Sada wouldn't pass of the opportunity, well, she even picked out a cell for him already.

Ashton continued help in the area, the reality starting to set in as he completely numbed himself earlier from the shock of who's dead. Mr Wexley, Lane.. Ashton numbed himself with the shock again, not wanting to break down from it all. They worked in silence until everyone was instructed to head back to their apartments for a lockdown. Ashton just wasn't sure if he'd be allowed to go to his. Sada's words might have sounded like mercy but none of the actions speaks it as so. They were pretty much the last ones left, Ashton rigidly standing there as if waiting for a begrudging order. He met Devan's gaze, cold and unemotional to steel himself from whatever they have planned. "..do I at least get to go back to my apartment before you lock me away?" Ash asked the other without much hope, as much as he wanted to make full use of the additional time Jer squeezed in for him. Loose ends to tie, things to settle, things to hide before the regime took over and he no longer owned anything as his.

[ashton-ryder]

// int. atrium - morning. 8th april. @jeremiah-rose

It was a shit show and Ash had wished he had been downstairs with everyone earlier on, always just a little too late. Since they got down here, it had been a rush in hopes to help the injured, find the dead, make sure they all stay dead. Half the time still not knowing what exactly happened other than the face that some people were dead, some were bitten. And underlying it all was a nervous lump in his throat not seeing Jeremiah anywhere with the injured, or the dead - god he haven't even begun to process who died yet, keeping his focus on the people still alive. He had lastly been with Charlie in the diner, staying with her as long as he could to help with her shoulder, and just be with her after Roman.. no one should have to go through that alone.

Until the familiar figure he had been looking for this entire time came into view, Devan not far behind, alive. He didn't even wait for a beat before moving out of the diner and running over to Jeremiah, whatever bad tension they had over the past few days evaporating completely in favor of pulling him into a quick hug before cradling his face with his hands, "Jer, hey- hi.." it was only a whisper with a flash of a worried smile as his eyes frantically inspected all over for injuries, bites, there was so much blood it was hard to tell if it was someone else's or his. "I couldn't find you, I- you okay? Are you hurt?"