You know, despite how brave and strong and heroic Ash could be...He was also...Brash. And also cocky. And honestly, pretty annoying. Her smile noticeably fell as she watched him pick fights...Shout...Spout some very strange dialogue that maybe was cheesy?
Alan, on the other hand. He was nice. Could even take authority.
Loud authority, with a gun. Reminded her of her favorite Spanish sharpshooter back home. But this one wasn't a drunk. And probably had far superior aim.
But more on the matter at hand. It was the Master's little...
Idea that piqued her interest more then any other, and she was clear on letting that show.
"I definately will be coming to the Medical Centre, if you don't mind a lady tagging along. I certainly know my way around a few tonics and toxins..."
Her eyes moved back to Ash, and then down to Travis. "I could take this adorable little boy along too...If he gets hurt he would need the most immediate medical attention." Catherine did have a soft spot for children. Maybe it was because they had less blood to drain. Or perhaps it was because, for the most part, all the children she knew were innocent--One hotel caretaker's grandson notwithstanding. "Of course my darling is welcome to join me as well...If he wants to...~" She added on, eyes moving from Travis to Ash.
Catherine may like brave, strong, heroic men; but if he thought that meant she was going to be a passive damsel and follow his every footstep, he had some unreasonable expectations for her to follow. And if she had to break up with him--Well. There was always Alan, he was dashing.
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Something was off, and and it wasn't just some of the fish down at S-Marts seafood department. He glanced over to his "date", only to get a glare back, and in Ash's books, this usually meant he had stuffed everything up. He began to retrace his steps.....
She was fine when he gave her the needle....
And the armour....
And all the other times...
Ah
He did punch London's greatest detective in the nose....
From experience, people didn't like to see London's greatest detectives punched in the nose
I mean, Ash had done it to the real Sherlock Holmes, and you can imagine the outcry!
Bare in mind, he was possessed by the spirits of the undead.... But that was a different story...
Ash had to apologise. He want about to throw a whole nights worth of flirting away because he lost his temper; yes, there were many other fine specimines in this facility, Captain America included (he loved a woman in uniform), but flirting is hard work, and it would take him a real long time to get back in top. He began to chance after his "date"
"
Hey, baby, correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm getting some real negative vibes over here. Has it something I said? Was it the fact that I punched..." He still didn't know the damn detectives name. Damnit. If he was going to get back on top, he would have to think of a nice-ish nickname "
The..Man...With...The.Abnormally...Nice....Coat? I'm really sorry about that, and I'm going to apologise to him if nessesairy..." He froze. Time to be sincere"
it's just that he flicked a nerve...no, not literally, I mean... He insulted my survival instinct. Look at me. I'm not the smartest of the lot, nor am I he smartest. I've lost everyone I ever knew a year before coming here and I lost me right hand; I can't even seal a letter properly" that's right, Ash, you idiot. Make her feel sorry for you. That'll make her respect you. Not. Go back to apologising "
Listen. He was right. I was a bit hard on the kid, I just couldn't stand the negativity, not that that's an excuse but...." Damnit ash damnit "
But he pinned me against a wall and his friend had a gun. I couldn't back down; I don't mean he'd hurt me, I didn't care if he'd hurt me, but I was afraid ... That he'd hurt you..." Ash charm, baby, Ash charm "
and although we've only known each other for a few hours, I'd ratter die than let him do that "Ash Charm baby, Ash charm. Time to use his secret weapon. If speaking form "his heart" didn't work, the finisher always did. He grabbed her by her collar, span her around, before muttering the magic words
Hail to the king, baby
And kissing her.
Ash charm. The only product S-Mart can't stock.
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