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theashleygraham:

“Oh my god, it is you!” Ashley exclaimed. She ran towards him in a heartbeat, but immediately stopped when she was a foot from him, suddenly realizing that she’s no longer the young girl from before. The fact that they haven’t seen each other for so long would also make it weird.

“I…” she began, suddenly forgetting what to say. Leon looked as dashing as ever, if a little rough around the edges…

Oh, yeah! “I may dress like one but no, not a boss. At least not yet. And I certainly have no intention of being a politician,” Ashley replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. 

“But you… You’re looking good, rocking the shadow and all,” she said, going back to her earlier train of thought and gesturing to her chin. “Still breaking hearts?”

He smiled in response to her cute attempt. ‘I’m glad to see you too Ashley’ he teased. She looked more of a woman now, still a little awkward though.

‘I heard about some of your progress. You’re doing a good job. Glad you’re doing the right thing.’

Did he sense a hint to find out about his personal life? He hated that field of questions, no one could understand why he was still infatuated with some Asian spy he met only several times during these 15 years and couldn’t find a better girl. Not that he didn’t try. ‘You could say that’ he said vaguely. ‘What are you doing here by the way?’

Ashley grinned from one big ear to another, feeling like a girl all over again in his presence. She felt her cheeks warm at his compliment and fervently hoped it wasn’t so obvious that she was blushing. 

“Well, I sure hope so,” she replied, tone hopeful. After her ordeal in Spain, she decided that she would give back by participating in talks and conferences about bioterrorism. It was all she knew she could do and do well, having had first-hand experience at being infected and on the brink of losing herself to the parasite. 

You could say that.

Ash caught the dismissive way Leon had responded to her playful question and realized immediately that she hit a nerve. Distantly, she wondered if it still had something to do with the woman in red all those years ago. He had told her the story when they got back and though Ashley knew he purposely left some details out, there was one thing she knew for certain: the woman had Leon, hook, line and sinker.

She steers the topic away from Leon’s special friend lest his mood sours, then, pretending as if she hadn’t even asked. “I just met with the foreign affairs guy. We needed to iron out some details for our — my — trip to India. The UN is holding another conference on The Effects of Bioterrorism to the Society, and they want me as a guess what? Yep. A guest speaker.”

“How about you, though? Haven’t seen nor heard of you in a looooooooong time,” Ash said with emphasis.

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onedaycop:

theashleygraham:

Ashley strode briskly along the hall, left arm clutching a file case while her right hand held her phone to her ear. “Yes, that’s right —” she spoke into the mouthpiece with a small smile on her face. She rounded a corner, listening intently to the other line when something — rather, someone caught her attention.

“Right, right,” she spoke hurriedly into the phone.”Listen… could just please send me the list of available flights in the morning and I’ll get back to you? Perfect! Thanks!” Final instructions made, she pocketed her phone and quickened her pace. 

“Leon?”

Leon was checking his correspondence on his smartphone when he heard a familiar voice. He had just submitted another report and had a couple of important meetings with highest officials when he saw Ashley.

‘Ashley?’ he wasn’t surprised to find her here as he heard about her briefly, but he still was surprised to see her again, all grown up. A smile appeared on his lips as walked towards her. ‘It’s been some time. How have you been? Big boss now huh, just like your father’

“Oh my god, it is you!” Ashley exclaimed. She ran towards him in a heartbeat, but immediately stopped when she was a foot from him, suddenly realizing that she’s no longer the young girl from before. They haven’t seen each other for some time and she’s not sure if Leon’ s up for a hug.

“I…” she began, suddenly forgetting what to say. Leon looked as dashing as ever, if a little rough around the edges…

Oh, yeah! “I may dress like one but no, not a boss. At least not yet. And I certainly have no intention of being a politician,” Ashley replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. 

“But you… You’re looking good, rocking the shadow and all,” she said, going back to her earlier train of thought and gesturing to her chin. “Still breaking hearts?”

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onedaycop started following you

Ashley strode briskly along the hall, left arm clutching a file case while her right hand held her phone to her ear. “Yes, that’s right —” she spoke into the mouthpiece with a small smile on her face. She rounded a corner, listening intently to the other line when something — rather, someone caught her attention.

“Right, right,” she spoke hurriedly into the phone.”Listen… could just please send me the list of available flights in the morning and I’ll get back to you? Perfect! Thanks!” Final instructions made, she pocketed her phone and quickened her pace. 

“Leon?”

I miss Leon.

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thechrisredfield:

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*blink* I guess we’re the only ones around…

I guess so, huh? Things will turn around though.

^^

What in the world...

agent-kennedy:

“Leon! Wha - !” Ashley yelped in surprise as she felt strong hands push her down her seat. Her hands went up instinctively to cover her head. She didn’t have to finish her question to get an answer; the sound of gunfire and shattering glass did that for her. Beside her, she felt Leon move and she peered sideways to see him crouch and use the door as cover. He fired blindly once, twice, thrice until she heard something screech and slip down the road before hitting something.

Ashley craned her neck to get a good look at the agent whose face was lined with worry. Another round of gunshots pelted the limousine, while outside, engines revved up. “How many more?” she asked, biting her lip. Her voice was rather calm, if a little strained and tinged with worry; that bothered her - she didn’t know if her managing to keep herself together at such a time was good. Has the incident in Spain lowered her panic level? Or has it desensitized her to an extent?

“I dunno!” came Leon’s quick answer between gunfire. He cut a glance at the driver. The poor man was ducked as he drove, foot hard on the pedal. “Try to lose them!” the agent ordered and the driver shot back with a frustrated “I’m trying!”

Pressed against the floor of the car, Ashley could only squeeze her eyes shut and pray that whatever this is ends over soon. She had hoped not to be bored from the gathering especially with Leon around, but she certainly did not imagine anything more eventful than just talking, eating, posing for pictures and whispering jokes about politicians that would mill about. However, she had a feeling that the night had just begun.

As soon as that one biker went down, the rest of the group behind the limousine drew their own weapons and opened fire; the window on the back of the car also shattering to pieces. Leon allowed the empty clip to fall from his pistol before quickly sliding in a new round of magazines, twisting around in his position to begin shooting at the gangs lined up behind the vehicle. His eyes occasionally flicked towards Ashley who was curled up on the floor of the car - as if to reassure himself that the girl was safe from the hail of gunfire.

The car suddenly swerved sharply to the left, the abrupt momentum propelling him towards the other side of the vehicle. A brief grunt left his lips at the impact of his body hitting the door, before righting himself and turning to check on Ashley. “You alright, Ashley?” He uttered in a voice tinged with concern, azure blues giving the other a quick once-over before they averted to peer out the back of the car. That quick move the driver had pulled helped them lose most of the gang, but few must have predicted such strategy; at least three of them were still hot at their heels, shooting incessantly at the vehicle.

”..Shit!” The blonde cursed when the car gave a dangerous lurch, the bullet having punctured one of the vehicle’s tires. A strained noise came from the driver, but Leon brought up his handgun to resume shooting. “Keep driving..!” He yelled over the din of gunfire, firing off vigorously in hopes to dispatch the rest of the gangs before they can further wreck the vehicle. They would be in a dilemma worse than this if the vehicle gives. He replaced the magazine again with a quick flick of his wrist and jumped back into the gunfight, emitting a pained hiss when he felt a bullet graze his forearm.

Glacier hues narrowing, the blonde set his aim directly on the head of one of the biker gangs, unflinching as several bullets whizzed past the side of his head, blue depths hard as he pulled the trigger. The bullet homed right in the target’s forehead, his motorbike swerving dangerously before skidding to the side of the street, along with its owner. His next aim found it’s way towards the biker on the middle, shooting him in the head and sending him down the street to join his companion. The last of the gangs noticed this and begin to maneuver his motorbike side to side in a zig-zag fashion, in an attempt to trifle with his aiming, the rifle still shooting out shower of bullets.

The blonde smirked at this. As if that piteous tactic would throw off his aim. His aim moved in sync with the biker, and after steadying his arm, he fired off a round of bullets. As the bullets pierced the biker’s torso area, it wasn’t long before he heard the screeching of tires and a loud crash as the bike hit the ledge. Making sure there weren’t any more of those biker gangs following them, the agent sunk back into his seat with a deep sigh, dropping his pistol-wielding arm back to his side while the other subconsciously came up to curl around the gash on his forearm. “.. I think we’re safe, for now.”

“For now,” Ashley fought the urge to roll her eyes as she echoed Leon’s words. She pushed herself off the floor, going into a low crouch, and grimaced at the sight of the blond agent and the sorry state of the limousine. She had imagined it would be bad, but her imagination had nothing on the completely shattered glasses and the numerous holes that decorated the hull. 

A slight glint caught the corner of her eye, and she picked on a small glass fragment on her shoulder. She proceeded to prod her body for wounds and sighed in relief when she found none. “So much for a boring night,” she huffed and craned her neck to look out the window behind Leon. “Where are we anyway?”

It seemed like in their haste to lose their attackers, they managed to get themselves in some unknown part of town. Then again, a lot of towns are unknown to her given how she’s almost never allowed to go out (without a bodyguard, but that’s beside the point) and explore. Can’t blame me if I lack sense in direction, she thought wryly.

The lights on the street were out and Ashley had to squint to make anything out in the darkness. It didn’t look like a residential area, definitely. So just where are they? 

And why are there bullet holes when the limo was supposed to be bulletproof?

If it were any more possible, Ashley’s round eyes widened when the realization hit her. She made for the driver’s seat, taking care not to run her knees against the debris. Her breath caught when she reached it and found that it was empty.

Turning to Leon, she asked. “Hey, Leon… Where did our driver go?”

ooc; Back from rolling in the derp~

No, but seriously. A lot of things went down and they took Ashley with them. >.> 

*looks around* I’m back, though. Sorry for disappearing, but my muse is back and is doing cartwheels what with RE6 on the horizon.

ooc; In terrible need of a muse…

I’m really currently stumped… ;A; I’m so sorryyyyyy…