#asher: threads ft. memes

[fragmcntedsouls]

over my dead body! (aliyah to asher)

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"You say that, but I don't buy it. " Asher quipped before pausing with a sigh. Was trying to get Briggs and Aliyah in the same room the worst idea that he'd ever had? almost definitely, would he continue to push it? of course he would. Tossing his towel back into his gym locker, he turned to face his twin once again as he pleaded, "just -- think about it? For me."

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[fragmcntedsouls]

From the moment that Aliyah had returned to the city, Asher had been by her side. He was easily the co dependant twin, with Aliyah proving to be the sturdier half of his conflicted soul. And now despite socialising being his idea of a personal hell, if it was what his twin wanted, then it was what he'd do. He remained silent as she approached her challengers, simply watching on with his arms crossed and a sceptical expression. His gaze narrowed as the stakes were raised and money was placed down onto the table, unable to remain silent any longer as he glanced towards his sibling and mused "try not to make these ones cry."

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with being away from the city as long as she has, aliyah figured it was time to get reacquainted with it and the locals. an observant eye went a long way and just like any other city, the best place to do that was at a bar. people drank and talked... talked too much. it always worked for her, so she was here sitting at the bar and nursing a glass. after finishing her glass, and taking that time to get a read on everyone in the room, she stood and moved towards the group surrounding the pool table. "go on, rack 'em."

[fragmcntedsouls]

Unwilling to ever admit to the feeling, let alone out loud and sure as hell not to the hybrid, Asher felt self conscious as Briggs examined the loft. Whilst he didn't have much in the way of personal items, the loft was a private sanctuary that he could call his own and for him that was more than enough. Revelations aside, it seemed as though their dynamic remained the same and Asher fought to suppress an eye roll as Briggs made his comment, but his efforts hadn’t been successful. “Shut up.” 

Disapproval for the other's judgement practically seeped from Asher's features and the hunter glared at his unlikely companion. But the truth of it was that the loft hadn’t always been so lonely and although it felt like a painfully long time ago now, it had held snippets of personality. Of being a home. “I had a roommate, but he uh” a pang of guilt struck the centre of his chest, unable to be honest with himself let alone Briggs.

Most of the breakdowns of relationships in Asher's life had been through fault of his own. The fact that he still referred to them as his roommate remained a simple reminder that he hadn’t yet come to accept certain parts of himself. If Briggs was looking close enough, there was a breakdown of his defences again. Even if only briefly as he murmured “he left. Whatever.”

Continuing to busy himself, Asher crossed the loft and headed towards the weapons locker that was located beside his bed. But just before reaching it, he glanced towards the cat bowls when Brigg's mentioned, again feeling oddly self conscious. “Well the bowls aren’t mine” he quipped, before gesturing towards the windowsill where his ragdoll cat lay. Having already anticipating the next question, Asher's brow furrowed as he jumped in before Briggs could "her names Buffy. Don't say a word." Awaiting the inevitable judgment, the hunter began stripping himself of his weapons, finally securing them away and feeling both the physical and mental weight lifting itself from his frame. "So uh, what's your story? how'd you end up with the old ones?" Asher had heard the legendary stories of the Mikaelson family, he couldn't help but be curious.

Briggs was grateful, for once, for the quiet, stoic manner of the other. He hadn't wanted to play 20 questions about his own experience, never much for diving into his past. The dark parts were best kept in shadows, and if he never had to look back too long, it couldn't hurt anymore. In theory.

"Unless they put her in a different one, then we all got out. Even with a few extras. The whole return of the dead thing came from us getting out too, unintended consequences." Briggs hadn't fully decided how good or bad those consequences would turn out to be, but he got more family out of the deal. How bad could it possibly be? "Where would your sister go? I can track her down for you." He wasn't sure what was more unnerving: offering the hunter more help or how easy it was. "Maybe we froze Hell over too," he murmured with a slight chuckle.

The outstretched hand amused Briggs further, quipping, "think this step usually comes before trying to shoot someone, but better late than never." He didn't expect Asher to appreciate that and took his hand anyway. "Yep, probably," he agreed with a nod, "but it's better to have us on your side, trust me." Simmons was a name he recognized, pretty sure they were up there in the OEA ranks. "Sounds like we both have important names. Already opened some doors to other dimensions, so why not turn the world upside down too?" Asher's reaction made an actual laugh escape from the hybrid, commenting, "thought you'd like that."

Watching the hunter load the gun, he tried to get past how surreal this still felt in a lot of ways. A hunter protecting a hybrid, a Simmons protecting a Mikaelson, the world really had turned strange. Following silently, even if he did still have the spell up, he wanted to keep all senses open for any danger. He hadn't gotten used to how quiet New Orleans could be these days, with so many still in hiding. He missed how it used to be sometimes, but there wasn't time to dwell on that either.

"Invisque saeclum," he murmured to drop the cloaking spell once they were safely inside. The place was certainly as advertised. "Wow," he observed, "cozy. Very lonely bachelor meets 'has no life'." Honestly, he'd once had much less than even this, but the last seven years had spoiled him a bit for fine art and...well, actual decor. "Have you even actually brought someone home before?" Then he paused as he spotted the dishes, "--wait, do you have a cat?"

[fragmcntedsouls]

“Your master?” Asher scoffed, perfectly poised as his finger remained solid against the trigger; ready to pull at a second's notice. 

Firing a warning shot, Asher shot a bullet into the ground just beside Lysanders foot, but it was close and precise enough to reveal his intent. “Next bullet goes into you” he warned. 

The other’s taunt caused for the hunter to draw in a sharp breath, his shoulders rolling as he realigned his shot. “I don’t think you’re in the position to be deciding what weapon I kill you with.”

The hunter cast a glance towards the sword that had been placed before him, his frame tensing as he slowly began to lower his gun; but only to switch it over for his knife.

"I'll stick with what I've got" withdrawing the blade from his belt, it was no sword but it at least evened the playing field a little. "I don't want to have to hurt you. But you're starting to give me no choice. You can still stop this. Just back away."

He didn't want for anymore blood shed and for a second, there was a part of him that considered just lowering his knife and letting Lysander get what he wanted. A momentary flicker of desperation crossed his features, practically pleading with his assailant.

"Please. Don't make me do this."

Lysander didn't care for either as he walked forward once more. Death was a price he was willing to pay over and over again. Master Klaus can always help. The fae rolled his eyes at the barrel.

"My master wants me to get a head of an oea member." He said as if he was running errands. "Your head will be just divine." Lysander said.

There was a dark chuckle as he threatened to shoot. "Why shoot like a coward when you stab like a real warrior would." Lysander taunted. He crossed his arms unaffected.

There was an evil smirk on his face as he place the sword down "Why don't you raise a sword instead?" Lysander challenged. "Are you what the kids call a chicken?" He teased.