Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20170320024500/@comment-25924729-20170415065910

Her words snapped him out of the panicked trance, Dalton swooped to her side protectively. He pulled the chair close and took her hand, as if being close was enough to shield her. He glared across the table at Ash, an open warning in his eyes:

Touch her and you die...

Ash just shrugged, knowing the empty threat. The club was his home turf, among his comrades, Dalton and Ixina were surrounded and outnumbered, with no realistic way to harm Ashe or escape. For now, he was in control and acted like it. He sat down, legs crossed, eyeing the couple with a lazy look.

A waiter served them drinks: Two mild beers and a Pepsi for her, bowed and left.

"So missy, my name's Ash Cortell, pleasure to meet you." He sipped his beer, then continued. "I'm sorry if this is sudden, but i'm curious. Dalton never mentioned you before, and well... you know him, tight-lipped as ever, i'm having no luck getting answers out of him anytime soon. So mind telling me about yourself?"

'What's your name miss? And how'd you meet Dalton as a start?"