#(chat:asher)

[jade-byrd]

"Yeah, one, of course" She smiled, that smile she'd perfected over the years. "It's nice, a lot similar to here actually, which I suppose isn't the same for everyone"

"I guess so, but I could still think of a thousand things that would be more helpful then a hat, just being honest"

Smiling, Ash lit up a little when she shared that she was a jeweler and worked with diamonds and other gems. She must have been from District One then. "Oh, a jeweler? That's really cool! You're from One? I've never met anyone from there yet actually! What is it like?"

Though he quickly furrowed his brows, "Wait what if the arena is more than just a bit of sun? Like it's a desert or something awful like that? I'd really want a hat if that were the case."

[abel-evans]

He spotted Asher hiding in a corner and dragged himself over, stumbling all the way until he found himself right up in his face, misjudging just a little. “Hello” he sang, smiling, even though there was nothing to smile about. “You look nice all dressed up, if I had’ve known the theme was so dark, I wouldn’t have worn pink” he explained in a jumble of words without taking a breath, laughing at himself then.

@asher-hartley​

[vix-holt]

Rush had escaped the training centre for the afternoon. He’d never been a brilliant learner, and he’d felt a little overwhelmed with all the tasks the trainers were trying to get him to cover, so he asked to go pee and slipped off into one of the lounges he probably wasn’t supposed to be in.

He spotted an acoustic in the corner and instantly picked it up, strumming mindlessly until a pattern emerged. This was one of the only things he’d found himself good at over the years, a couple of guitars lay around the farm for fire singalongs, and he’d picked one up one day and felt like he knew what he was doing even before one of the older farmers gave him a hand.

@asher-hartley

[luca-acero]

Luca was definitely not drinking another but beer for this ball. He had planned to show his face, and leave before he had to see Colette, but now they were all out here together, with the same way home, so that plan went down the drain.

He sipped on his beer slowly, leaning against the bar. “Did they tell you a time when this thing would be over?”

@ashchane​

[luca-acero]

asher-hartley​:

He was sitting on the roof, the sun baking him slowly, doodling on the training schedule he’d been given for his tributes. He had drawn a building around the printed words, intended to be the tower, and was now drawing a small figure, himself, pitching off the top of it. Along the top of the page he’d written: FREEDOM IN PANEM?

He glanced up when someone neared him. “Hey,” he said, “artist at work, please, this is my personal studio space.”

Luca offered a smirk, because he didn’t peer over to look at the drawing, that would be rude unless invited, but he could see the outline from where he was standing, and it didn’t quite look all that complex. “What’s your inspiration?” He asked anyway.

[fallenstarisms]

The Knight

♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them

“You don’t have to carry me, really,” Iona’s protests were weak at best, more a matter of propriety than any actual desire to walk. Her ankle still throbbed, she’d tripped and turned it the wrong way, and she  was having difficulty walking when Asher found her. While she could still fly, it was always frowned upon to fly very far in the city, so she’d appreciated the offer to help her. She’d been surprised when that offer included picking her up entirely, although not unpleasantly so. He was strong, and she was comfortable being carried. “But... just where are we going?”

@dragonasher​

[sterlingfitness]

He is, he's great. Best roommate ever. Aren't you so nice today, full of compliments. I'll even not call you baby for the rest of the day, since you've been so nice to me, my brother.

sterlingfitness:

You say it like you’re a burden. You’re not. I’m glad you’re here. You’ll probably bump into Nick more, since it’s his room too, but he’s cool. I can kick him out if you need some bro time. I’m not a saint, Ash, I’ve seen a couple of beds that aren’t mine. But you are. So tiny and cranky.

I like Nick, he’s pretty chill. Wouldn’t call you a slut though. You’re attractive, of course people would want you. Shut the fuck up Jeffrey.

[abel-evans]

“So much death happened in this house” Abel grimaced as he looked around at the creepy portraits that hung around the walls. “S’almost like an arena in itself, right?” He asked, his words slightly slurred before he brought his glass to his lips, finishing off the last of the brightly coloured cocktail.

@ashchane​

[luca-acero]

“The vials of blood are kinda disturbing, aren’t they?” Luca frowned, watching Kit soak up May’s blood, clearly distressed. “It’s bad enough they have to die on screen, but now they’re collecting their blood too?”

@ashchane​

[abel-evans]

asher-hartley​:

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“Yep, that’s the job,” he said, his tone a little hard, harder than he really felt. Because he actually did give a fuck about Abel Evans, the kid was like him in a lot of ways. Just because Dionysus had kept supplying the drugs didn’t mean that it wasn’t Asher’s own fault for continuing to take them. He knew what addiction could do; he knew how hard it could be to break free from. He knew that even still, he had bad weeks, bad months. Months where the whiskey came a bit too heavy, a bit too often. “That’s the trade-off. You get your life, but you have to watch them lose theirs. Then you go back to living your life.”

Abel hated that Asher was right. None of this had been explained to him at the tender age of fourteen, when he fought for his life, nobody told him that this was the life he was fighting for. “I’d give them mine if I could” he mumbled but they were in a small space, he knew Asher could hear him.

[jade-byrd]

Jade didn’t like the attitude she’d been met with, but she bit her tongue, careful that they were in a public place with way too many important faces around to respond how she really wanted to.

“No, I haven’t. Us jewellers tend to stay indoors, surrounded by the diamonds and such” she smirked. “But don’t you worry, I’ve worked on my heat endurance, and my skin is well equipped to handle a bit of sun— I hope that settles down your curiosity”

"I always think about how I would feel as a tribute fighting for my life, if my mentor was to send me a baseball hat" Jade snorted out a laugh as she held the hat between her hands. She didn't understand it. Yes, there were arenas with scorching sun, and sun in your eyes was annoying, at the very least, but a hat? Would that save you?

"It would want to have a hidden head massager or something for me to even put the thing on"