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[h2][color=magenta]Ashton Griffone[/color] || Old Harbor || Stands || Sunday Morning[/h2]
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Ashton's gaze blinked with a bit of a dumbfounded expression as the woman she had interacted with had at first spoken in Russian before switching to English. Both sounding pretty fluent and spot on. The firefighter had known some Russian thanks to the army, but it had been years and that time of learning the language had become a bit rusty. So she could only get a couple of words, which didn't really help with the whole thing so one could say it was a bit worthless. Language was funny like that, it usually took a constant use to actually keep it. The blonde was sure that if she had spoke herself, her own English would be slurred or broken. Considering she hadn't spoken in probably four years or so. Quite amazing that this woman could switch between two languages though!

Giving a ever so bright cheerful smile at okay to sit, the tall androgynous woman sat down beside the tiny but more elegant woman. Shuffling her firefighter jacket from around her waist while stretching out her arms and upper body. The faded white shirt a bit loose and wrinkled from overuse and her suspenders snug against her strong shoulder blades. At the whining complaint of someone behind however, Ashton soon hunched over so her height didn't bother folks behind her as much. Arms resting lazily over her legs and hanging down in the middle relaxed.

Blinking her amethyst gaze more curiously as this woman seemed to plea not to call the ambulance before motioning to her walking stick, Ashton gave a nervous smile and scratched her cheek with her left index finger. Should she be ashamed that wasn't the first thing that came to mind? Was she staring and make this girl uncomfortable? She didn't mean to, she just thought the girl was pretty. 

Quickly Ashton shook her head and waved her hand, trying to convey that she wasn't going to do such a thing... well unless it truly needed to happen but so far this girl wasn't fainting or anything. Rubbing the back of her messy dirty blonde hair, fingers gingerly ruffling the strands for a moment in some embarrassment, Ashton gave a silent chuckle before giving a thoughtful expression. Before looking straight at this woman before pointing at herself, then tapping at her own head, then pointing to the white haired woman before drawing her finger toward the horizon of the dazzling water.

It was her own way of trying to say she was thought this woman was pretty, not that she was looking at how sick she looked or anything. Of course, Ashton wasn't sure this woman would quite understand since everyone had a different sense of 'beauty' and all. Despite that, the tall firefighter smiled before reaching into her pockets and pulling out her badge. Slipping off her right glove to set her calloused hand free, she held that hand out for a handshake while holding her badge out with the other hand to show her name Ashton Griffone. 

A bright cheerful smile still upon her face while taking a few glances at the race as it roared to life. Seemed it was already going well. That was good.