The (Former) First Daughter

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Mon, 22 Oct 2012 23:40:00 +0800

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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Thu, 18 Oct 2012 08:31:30 +0800

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?”

onedaycop started following you

Tue, 16 Oct 2012 23:14:56 +0800

“Leon?”

I miss Leon.

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 23:23:21 +0800

I miss Leon.

((Undergoing some changes.))

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 22:20:33 +0800

((Undergoing some changes.))

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Sun, 12 Feb 2012 22:44:17 +0800

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ashleygrahamx replied to your post

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

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

What in the world...

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 17:12:00 +0800

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~

Fri, 20 Jan 2012 15:41:00 +0800

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...

Tue, 18 Oct 2011 22:47:08 +0800

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

Leon, taking a new spin to being a bodyguard.

Sat, 08 Oct 2011 23:22:07 +0800

Leon, taking a new spin to being a bodyguard.

WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

Fri, 07 Oct 2011 22:17:35 +0800

Anywhere without these freaks of nature science!

RP with Leon (the story thus far)...

Thu, 06 Oct 2011 12:36:25 +0800

ashleygrahamx

Ashley placed the invitation on her dresser with a sigh. Another social function, huh? Earlier in her life, she’d often daydream about high-class parties, wearing expensive dresses and meeting people of importance. It was only when her father moved up to the highest political rank and she got abducted by some loonies from some rural town in Spain that her opinion of such gatherings changed.

Frivolous. And by far, unnecessary.

Really, what do they expect her to do there? Oh, yeah. Of course: wear a lovely dress, pose for pictures and fake a smile for hours while everyone else talked business and politics. What a waste of time!

“I don’t even have friends there,” she half-whined, half-grumbled as she trudged towards her walk-in closet. Usually, she would be out looking for a dress to wear a week in advance but for this night, she didn’t even bother. There’d be no one to impress anyway, she thought wryly. She’ll just sit in one corner and let her mind wander off. Alright. Perfect way to spend the night.

Ashley pulled out an off-shoulder powder blue dress. It looked pretty enough. She may not want to go and she may not have even made an effort to look for a new dress, but that didn’t mean she was about to slack off.

Two hours later, she was ready. She wore her hair down with a little barrette to keep her bangs off her face, a choker and a pair of earrings, very minimal make-up.

“Are you ready, Ms. Graham?” her bodyguard asked as she made her way down the stairs. Her father won’t be joining her, as usual. He would have gone straight to the party from whatever earlier engagement he had.

“As ready as ever,” the blonde replied, not even bothering to conceal the sarcasm that laced her voice.

As she boarded the limousine waiting for her, she distantly hoped Leon would also be there. At least with Leon around, she won’t be bored.

agent-kennedy

After that call from his Commander, Leon took a quick shower before getting ready for the formal dinner gathering. He slipped on a white-collared shirt before picking up his shoulder holster and fastening the gear right on top of it. Then, he loaded his pistol, sheathing it onto his shoulder holster before finally draping the black jacket over himself, giving a light, almost unconscious pat upon his chest where the pistol laid concealed beneath. It’s only supposed to be a formal dinner gathering, and although he was to attend the event as Ashely’s date, he was also to go as her bodyguard. Thus, it would be best if he went prepared.

Standing in front of the mirror, he fiddled with his hair while azure blues peered at his reflection, getting his blonde locks in neat order within a minute before that gaze flicked towards the watch coiled around his wrist. Three-thirty.. his ride is to arrive in a few..

“Alright then.” He breathed, straightening his tie and suit before giving himself a once-over through his reflection. He wasn’t much of a suit-and-tie guy.. and he didn’t really find this set of apparel quite comfortable, but he couldn’t just wear anything to a formal dinner gathering. Especially if it was one that would involve those of higher-ups and other important people. That, and also because he was going as Ashley’s date. He had no doubt that the President’s daughter was dreading this event, he didn’t want to make it worse by showing up looking like a slob and embarrassing her.

With hands shoved inside his pocket, he remained propped against the wall as he waited for the limousine to arrive, idly shifting his right food over the other. Cerulean pools glanced off to the side, hands slipping out from his pocket and his form arching off the wall as they caught the sleek vehicle approaching from the distance. When the limousine pulled up in front of him, he strode over to the ebony vehicle, a subtle grin crossing his visage when he caught glimpse of Ashley through the window.

“You look lovely, Ashley.”

He complimented softly, appraising the other clad in an elegant, blue dress that made her look like a young woman rather than an University student. Leaning back against the leather seat, he tilted his head to the side. “You excited for the dinner?” he inquired teasingly, recalling the sour look he had caught on Ashley’s visage. He could sympathize. Even Leon wasn’t exactly looking forward to the event. He didn’t really fancy mingling with people in some formal dinner gathering made him feel less than comfortable, not to mention tedious. But.. despite how dull and small this particular assignment seem to be, it was no less crucial. And he intended to remain optimistic, if only to make this event more bearable for Ashley.

ashleygrahamx

“Don’t do that, Ms. Graham!”

Despite the chauffeur chiding her over sliding her window down, Ashley’s sour mood instantly lifted when she caught sight of Leon waiting for them outside.

“LEON!” She greeted the tuxedo-clad agent brightly as he slid into the car beside her. He looked good in his suit, and even with his boyish haircut, he looked every bit THE man. If it weren’t only for the dark circles under his eyes…

Ashley wrapped her arms around his and gave it a light squeeze before promptly disentangling herself. She could smell the faint hint of cologne on him as she did so, and felt a bit of her schoolgirl crush on him return.

“Boy am I glad you’re here,” she said happily, ignoring the fluttery feeling that formed in her stomach. “And thanks, I hadn’t even made any effort to dress up for this,” she added with a laugh, her cheeks slightly tinged from his compliment.

She had been hoping that Leon would be at the event, too. At least with him around, it would be bearable. They could get bored together. “I guess misery loves company, huh?” she joked with a wry grin.

agent-kennedy

Leon reached out a hand to lightly ruffle the other’s hair when she embraced his arm, being careful not to dishevel Ashley’s neatly arranged hair. Even though the both of them were dreading the formal dinner gathering, it was nice to see the girl’s enthusiasm of having him there with her.

“Well, you still look nice. Hell, I don’t think I can call you a squirt when you’re dressed up like that.” He remarked with a light chuckle, getting comfortable as the car started to move. “And just try to smile throughout the dinner. The time will fly before you know it. Besides, I’ll be there to suffer with you.” Leon averted his gaze with a furrowed brow when he noticed their chauffeur shifting rather uneasily in his seat, watching as that gaze kept flicking towards the rear-view mirror. Craning his head around to peer out the glass, the blonde found what made the man so uneasy.

Behind the vehicle, there were a group of biker gangs gaining in on them. His hand slowly slipped beneath his jacket, digits curling around the cool metal of his pistol before the weapon was drawn out. His eyes were trained on two of the members splitting before approaching from both side of the limo, making a semi-circle around the vehicle. The biker on his side turned his head towards the window, and when their gazes met, azure blues caught that large hand reach for the rifle clipped to the man’s belt.

”..Ashley, get down!” As soon as that order escaped the agent’s lips, a sound of gunshot rang deafeningly as the window shattered to pieces. Shards of glass rained down upon them as the blonde ducked and took cover beneath the window frame, glancing back to make sure Ashley was laid down low before peeking his head out for a good measure before lifting his gun-wielding hand to return fire.

ashleygrahamx

“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.

GAAAAIZ! frantically waves at everyone

Thu, 15 Sep 2011 00:27:23 +0800

I’ll be moving over to another blog. I’ve already told our admin but I’ve yet to receive a response. xD It seems ok with Leon, though. :3

http://theashleygraham.tumblr.com

That will be my new home. I’m having trouble maintaining two accounts, you see. Stupid stupid Mary created a separate account because she didn’t realize it sooner that she could actually choose which blog to post reblogs on. >_>

So, yes. Please follow me there. I’ll be adding you as sometimesshesings. :)

So, Ash'. Wanna try out that roleplay anon suggested for us? xD

Sun, 04 Sep 2011 13:05:36 +0800

Yes of course. Take 2. I’ll close this one down first and re-open though.

OOC (again);

Sat, 03 Sep 2011 23:48:00 +0800

So. Back when I created this blog, I had it first on my primary account. Then there came a time when I had to reblog.

So I was like… Okay. How do I get this thing posted on my Ashley blog, then?

I didn’t know. So I made a separate account for Ash.

Then I found out that I just kept missing the dropdown where I can choose the blog on which to post the entry about a few days later. I still kept this account, though.

Then I started forgetting to check this when things got hectic. *headdesk* I still get to open the other account, though.

I think I’ll close this down and re-open in my original account… :|

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 15:19:03 +0800

☨Made in Heaven☨: Slightly OOC;

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 15:18:11 +0800

☨Made in Heaven☨: Slightly OOC;:

nowletmelive:

ashleygrahamx:

nowletmelive:

ashleygrahamx:

So I return in hopes of catching up, but find my dash filled with Leon and Chris’ incessant flirting.

((hello! it’s nice to meet you!))

*notices the woman waving behind Leon and smiles*

Claire Redfield, yes? Nice to meet you!

“Oh,…

*blushes at Claire’s recognition of her* At least one good thing came out of being the president’s daughter and the whole Spain fiasco: I got to know heroes like you. ~~And Leon. But nevermind him.~~

And as much as I’m compelled to invent things just to rile Leon up, I’m going to refrain from doing such a thing. *laughs nervously* ~~Until his mood gets better, that is.~~

But yes, he’s told me about you. He only has fond words for you, don’t worry. :)

I'll just resign to bed, now..

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 15:13:56 +0800

agent-kennedy:

Since both of you girls are accusing me of having more than a platonic feeling for Chris.

Claire, I’ll get to your reply ‘morrow.

And Ashley, did you ever get my message? I do hope you didn’t forget our rp.~

Oh, and do you want the rp to be just a calm dinner gathering, or do you want some action and drama? Let me know.

Goodnight to you ladies.

- Kennedy, out.

I’ve yet to check my mail, Leon. I’ll get back to you once I read it. And yes, I haven’t forgotten. I’m still looking for it under the mountains of new posts you have. :P

Goodnight!

The First Daughter: Slightly OOC;

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 15:12:49 +0800

The First Daughter: Slightly OOC;:

agent-kennedy:

agent-kennedy:

ashleygrahamx:

agent-kennedy:

ashleygrahamx:

So I return in hopes of catching up, but find my dash filled with Leon and Chris’ incessant flirting.

.. Ashley.

I’m not flirting with Chris. Where’d you get that idea?

Oh? What’s up with the shirt pic, then?…

…

He had my shirt.

And I simply wanted it back.

I don’t find anything intimate about that.

*starts laughing openly now* Why are you so defensive, Leon? I try to have my fun and then you ruin it. ;A; Come on now.

~~I pick on you then you go all grumpy and I get all guilty.~~

One day… Probably someday in the future, I’d be like...

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 15:00:30 +0800

~~One day… Probably someday in the future, I’d be like them.~~

The (Former) First Daughter

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I miss Leon.

((Undergoing some changes.))

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What in the world...

ooc; Back from rolling in the derp~

ooc; In terrible need of a muse...

Leon, taking a new spin to being a bodyguard.

WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

RP with Leon (the story thus far)...

GAAAAIZ! *frantically waves at everyone*

So, Ash'. Wanna try out that roleplay anon suggested for us? xD

OOC (again);

☨Made in Heaven☨: Slightly OOC;

I'll just resign to bed, now..

The First Daughter: Slightly OOC;

One day… Probably someday in the future, I’d be like...

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