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[h2][color=magenta]Ashton Griffone[/color] || Club Aether || Friday Evening[/h2]
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[sub]Marinalia [@PrinceAlexus], Victoria [@PrinceAlexus], Aoki [@Rodiak], Xia [@King Tai][/sub]
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Ashton glanced her amethyst eyes to the two sisters at their comment, the tall blonde giving a smile and tilted her head while shrugging her shoulders in response. It did seem to she always got into situations like this didn't it? Marine might nag her later for getting herself in trouble once again. But it was her duty to help those in need wherever she can. Blinking as Aoki whined and complained about not dancing, gingerly trying to struggle and push against the giant, but Ashton's grip was firm and gentle in order not to drop the poor drunk. The struggling did cause some spikes of pain to run up her arms and her leg whenever she moved it wrong.

Turning her head to look at the two sisters, Ashton blinked as she noticed a large growing group of people seem to heckle the two women. Worry crossed her amethyst eyes, forcing herself to pick up her pace and out of the bar. Blushing a little shyly and embarrassed as Aoki seemed to now just snuggle into her, Ashton gingerly took the offered card, her eyes glancing around. Spotting a bench, the firefighter going over to a nearby bench and gently setting Aoki down. Taking off her jacket and wrapping it around Aoki for some extra warmth from the crisp winter air.

Looking to Xia, Ashton quickly shuffled her hands in her pockets before pulling out a wallet and handing a hundred to Xi if she wanted to use a taxi or something to take the girl home. Gently putting pointing her left index and middle finger towards the amethyst eyes, flicking them toward Xi, then towards Aoki before bowing while clapping her hands together in a pleading manner. Asking Xia to watch the drunken girl.

Ashton then quickly rushed back into the club, eyes scanning and spotting the two sisters with a now bigger group of people. Per usual, Ashton quickly pushed toward the heating fire. Wearing just her gray tank top now, the toned muscled but burned arms were shown. Gently, she put a hand on the two sisters' shoulders. Stepping once more in between, though there were quite a few more people. The firefighter gave her usual friendly smile, holding her hands up and waving them bit. Wishing for the people to calm down and to just walk away now.

One of the girls scoffed and sneered as a big oaf was suddenly in between them. Putting her hands on her hips and giving a scowl. [color=f6989d]"Oh what? Now you need some big ugly oaf to protect you? Get real. Figures you'd keep a raggedy dog at your heels. Should you throw a biscuit for it?"[/color] she sneered as she took a step foreword. Ashton blinked at the words, but kept the soft smile. At the step foreword however, so did Ashton that forced the much shorter female to take a step back.

Ashton didn't want people to fight, why couldn't they just get along? Wouldn't everyone feel a bit better if they all could be friends? Perhaps these people had a little too much to drink and were taking their frustrations on others without meaning to?

[color=f6989d]"What's wrong? Going to say anything? Or are you actually too big of a chicken to actually do something? No bark or bite?"[/color] the girl sneered, seeming somewhat irritated this giant was playing body blocker and didn't seem to be getting agitated, nor saying anything. The girl stumbled a bit, perhaps a bit intoxicated as her fist clenched a bottle in her hand before frustratingly thrusting arm up.

[color=f6989d]"Would you fuck off bitch?!"[/color] she hissed.

Ashton was taken a little surprised and didn't have a chance to react as a bottle was thrown and smashed against her right temple. The bottle shattered against her head, the glass falling to pieces to the floor. The firefighter stumbled a little but regained her balanced and remained firm as she stood. Though her vision was blurred, her amethyst eyes blinking to clear them. Warm liquid seemed to gingerly drip from her head. Rolling her shoulders backward like it was nothing, she assumed it was just alcohol, her feet casually and gingerly scraping at the broken glass to bundle it into a pile. Not wishing for anyone to step on it, that would be unfortunate.

Little did Ashton really realize, it wasn't just alcohol dripping from her face. Trails of blood gingerly slipped down over her scarred face, dripping the good of her right side in blood. The sight of a scarred giant figure with blood all over, with them barely reacting to getting smashed in the face caused some onlookers to nervously stare.