[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Ashlyn Johnson[/color][/h1][/center]
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Ash hadn't wanted to come at first. She didn't care if it was compulsory or not, not that she knew anyway cause she never asked if it was. But fancy dress-ups weren't really her thing, nor was conforming to a dress code. She wore her usual attire because it was comfortable so why the heck would she want to change it? Just one look at her could tell you she wore if often due to the wear, tear and singe marks on it.
Of course the lure of free food was too great for the pyromancer so she reluctantly decided to come. Thus here she was, dressed in the Frenzy Plant ceremonial attire, which she had just recently acquired, leaning against a wall with a plate full of food. Her usually unkempt hair had been straightened out and just left to fall around her shoulders, ending at about waist length. She grabbed a small handful of it and gave it a whiff, scrunching up at the smell of the conditioner she has used to wash it with.
She had decided that since she was coming she didn't want to look too out of place so had washed and brushed her hair....that had taken an hour or two just to get rid of the knots. It wasn't something she did very often, but her hair was shiny at the least.

[center][h1][color=f49ac2]Jasmine Lockwood[/color][/h1][/center]
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Jasmine froze as she felt the knife be pressed against her neck further, wincing in pain slightly as a small nick came about due to the wielders shaking hands. Jacqueline's words were starting to scare Jasmine here...
Then Jacqueline's magical presence beared down on them and Jasmine could only stand there frozen in fear at the sheer quantity of malice and despair within it, also the sheer quantity of magical power but mostly the malice and despair. She stumbled slightly in surprise when the thief pushed her into Jacqueline, snapping her out of her 'frozen' state in the process as she tried her best not to knock over the fragile looking 'girl'.
Exciting? What the heck was Jacqueline going on about? That was terrifying! Though she wouldn't lie...it was a tad exciting. At Jacqueline's question about whether or not Jasmine had magic she nodded slightly. Even if she wasn't meant to answer, she felt obliged to regardless.
[color=f49ac2]"Umm no I don't my....I didn't know anyone with magic to teach me."[/color] Jasmine looked away as she seemed to change halfway through what she was going to say. She was about to mention her parents...but couldn't think about them just yet.
As Jacqueline wrapped her arm around Jasmine's shoulder in a firm grip Jasmine walked with her eagerly out of the alleyway. She hadn't wanted to go down there in the first place so she was more than happy to get out.
And Jacqueline would help her get a magic? Even if it was only an item or weapon? Well while she did appreciate the offer....Jasmine was going to decline but it would seem that Jacqueline didn't want to take no for an answer.
Oh well...despite what happened earlier, Jasmine still trusted that Jacqueline wouldn't hurt her. She had said so herself, so despite the little voice in her head telling her not to go she went to go shopping with the undead mage.