Ash
He/Him/Them
26
December 2
Aspertia City, Unova
Pansexual
Picking up the pieces
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But I, I will, go on howling and hollow
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Ashley Shepard
BORDERED
POSTED ON Sept 2, 2022 4:00:03 GMT
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tag notes | With that single word, Ash surmises exactly what Theo says as a bullet, and its a critical impact to say the least. When he hears it, his pulse spikes. He's close, he's readying himself to make the kill. Every piece of pain he was subjected to, every bit of trauma, and this was what Theo asks?
"You think you deserve that? My respect?" He looks him dead in the eyes. Ash is shorter, but he no longer feels spineless in the face of his nightmare. He's not in his right mind. He's going to do something stupid.
"How bout this?" Stop. "Fight me in a three-v-three. You win, I'll respect you. I'll even come back to Rocket, no questions asked, since it's so much better now, right? I mean, I left before the pardon, so that means I'm still technically Rocket. But if I win?"
He gets right in his face, every word like acid sprayed onto Theo all at once. "You out yourself online. Every crime you've ever committed, to the public. Like a bullshit apology confessional video. I'll out myself too. I may be taken in, but you?" He makes a snide comment. "Unless the years have shriveled your balls up like your face. Grandpa." The last word was a taunt, and while Theo was surely wise enough not to be baited, he made sure he said it just like back then.
He could hear his heart pumping in his ear. And he realizes how stupid and outclassed he actually is...
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