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+ asher|grace ; 9teen. faerie. born and raised across the pond. currently residing in new york.

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Bellissima was working on one of her many assignments, some extra credit work and a bit of studying; she liked to keep herself busy. Once hearing some footsteps heading her way, she couldn’t help but turn away from her work. “Dio mio.” She huffed under her breath, “What do you want?”

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Asher arched a brow as he approached the girl, his face twisting into a bit of a frown at her attitude. “You ordered a drink and didn’t move when we called your name to come get it. Figured I’d be nice and bring it over to you – sorry for interrupting,” he scoffed, placing it down on the table in front of her.

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“Well,” She huffed, pausing a moment to collect her thoughts. “It’s not like, traditional graceful, but there’s definitely a type of graceful about it.”

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“Wait – how do corpses even move in the first place, if they’re not zombies? I mean... dead bodies don’t exactly have dance parties or anything.”

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Ramsey nodded slowly, mulling it around in her head before lifting her shoulders. “About the same thing.”

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“Now – when I think of corpses, I think rigid movement and zombies. Not graceful clumsiness,” the boy pointed out with a bit of a laugh.

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“Has anyone ever told you… You move like a corpse?”

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“I can’t say that anybody has ever told me that,” Asher replied. “I’ve been told I’m gracefully clumsy sometimes, but never that I move like a corpse.”

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Lily sighed and shook her head,”I’m drunk. Real drunk. Don’t like this me.”

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“I can tell,” Asher replied with a laugh. “Why don’t you like this you?”

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“Oh I know! I thought I sensed another Faerie here! I’m so glad I’m not the only one!”

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“What are you talking about?” He asked with a frown, knowing his glamour was strong enough to hide his true form. “I’m not a faerie.”

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“Six.” Lily sighed, pulling it back for a moment before tossing it off to the side. She then headed back to her bottle of vodka she had been nursing.

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“Good number,” the boy mumbled, arching a brow as he watched the girl. “You’re strange. Weird. Maybe a little insane. I like you.”

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“Yeah…” She looked at it for a moment before holding it to her head,”Wanna know how many times my boyfriend put this to my head?”

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“Uh – not particularly,” Asher replied, making a bit of a face.

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“I know, right?”

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“Nothing should really surprise me at this point, but I still wasn’t expecting that.”

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      “Well – that sure is interesting.”

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As the stranger took her hand, Vanny noticed a squirrel running pass them. “It was just a squirrel.” She whispered to herself. Shaking her head she focused on the stranger. He’s a bit taller than her with a young (and gorgeous) looking face. “You okay?” She asked with concern in her voice. “You didn’t break anything, did you?” She continued jokingly.

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Asher heard the girl’s whisper, arching a brow though he didn’t mention it – he, too, had been distracted by random woodland creatures at completely inopportune moments, so he wasn’t going to judge. Laughing and running his fingers through his long curls, that had ended up in his face with the fall, he nodded at her question. “Totally fine. Nothing hurt except my pride,” he told her with a bit of a lopsided grin, his dimple showing in his cheek.

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Vanny always loved to run. It’s one of those things that helped her get through the day. Running always seemed like a good way to clear her head and get some exercise at the same time.

She heard a noise to the left of her, which caused her to turn her head and accidentally bump into someone, knocking the stranger off their feet.

“Shit, sorry man.” She said, quickly offering her hand to help them get up.

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Despite what he was – Asher never really exuded the grace and poise that was normally associated with Fae. His clumsiness wasn’t helped when someone literally ran into him. Toppling to the ground in a heap of long limbs, he groaned quietly and took the offered hand. “It’s fine,” he smiled, his English accent thick on his words. “I wasn’t exactly watching where I was going.”

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— above this is city of sins —

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“I thought I wasn’t supposed to be apologising.” she accused, narrowing her eyes playfully. “Don’t make me feel bad if you don’t want an apology,” she singsonged, and following him whilst he opened the door. “Right sounds lovely,” she smiled, glancing down the block. “Maybe we’ll find something magical.” 

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“You aren’t,” Asher laughed, shrugging his shoulders at her and grinning slightly as they walked. Arching a brow at her choice of words, he nodded in agreement and waited for her to exit the building before he followed. “Something magical, huh? I’m sure we will... small towns are always busting at the seams with the supernatural.”

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Ella nodded a bit, before grinning. “How’s the drink?” she asked, tapping one toe of her boot over the other. “I absolutely agree. Though, I haven’t seen anything, no. Nothing for me, yet.” she laughed. “I don’t either. How about you choose a direction, and we’ll go that way?”

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“It’s great – exactly how good I thought it was going to be before you went and stole it,” he teased with a laugh, liking this girl already. He pursed his lips slightly and nodded when she said she hadn’t seen anything, glancing around them before gesturing for her to follow him outside. “Let’s go right and see where it takes us?”

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“Lucifer, this place smells of wet dog and dead people. It’s disgusting,” he mused to himself. Azazel hadn’t been fond of the idea to move. He’d liked New Orleans. New Orleans had been fun, exciting. But alas, fate had brought him here… – and so far, he wasn’t impressed. The demon gazed around at his surroundings, top lip curled in a sneer. When he next spoke, he addressed the person closest to him, uncaring of who they were. “You. Where’s the nearest bar?”

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Asher found himself chuckling at the man speaking to himself – finding it strangely hilarious, what he thought the town smelled like. He was surprised, however, when the other addressed him with a question, furrowing his brow slightly as he tried to think of the answer. “Are you even old enough to go to one?” he questioned with a bit of a laugh.

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