Open Thread For Anyone To Interact With Asher.
Asher was excited to work in this little town, and the first few weeks had proven very difficult. A crackdown on the bar, the prostitution, the drugs, and the other dirty cops had given the Authority Commissioner quite a lot to do. She was also kept busy trying to keep her boss from blowing their entire cover every time he took one of his cops into the special room for one of his “talks.” Asher had written more carefully constructed reports on Red than she ever had on any other cop in her entire career, but she understood the beast better than most people did, and luckily, she understood people too.
Weeks later, once the dust had settled and the air was cleared, Asher was still filing paperwork, and answering emails. It seemed her job was an endless stream of paperwork and media conferences lately, but Asher didn’t mind it. It meant she could create a paper trail that kept her boss squeaky clean, while nailing dirty cops to the wall. As she finished typing the latest e-mail, she hit send and then leaned back to stretch a little. It had been relatively quiet this week, and Asher yearned for conversation.
Asher, as a whole, didn’t have very many friends. Sadie, of course, but she had been busy with her bar renovations, which was understandable. She didn’t totally consider Red a friend, although she loved and was loyal to him just the same. She wasn’t allowed to be friends with Jasper, because it would put him at risk and she knew Sadie wouldn’t like that, nor would she do that to Jasper. She wasn’t dating anyone at the moment. She put so much of herself and her time into the things she did and magic, and keeping everyone around her as safe as possible that she…was a little lonely. Actually, very lonely. At times, it felt as if she only existed to clean up messes. That’s how Red saw her, at least. She was his protector in the world, and she had done her best to shield his enemies against his wrath as well. But that often left her on the sidelines, waiting for something to happen.
She sighed deeply as she reached forward to pick up coffee gone cold. She grimaced at it, and stood up from her desk. She walked out of her office and to the break room, where the coffee ‘magically’ always got better after Asher was in there. She washed out her tumbler and refilled it with the hot caffeine. She doctored it and tasted it to check, and deciding it was good enough to get her through the afternoon, walked back to her office to maybe take a phone call while she waited for the day to end.
Asher was excited to work in this little town, and the first few weeks had proven very difficult. A crackdown on the bar, the prostitution, the drugs, and the other dirty cops had given the Authority Commissioner quite a lot to do. She was also kept busy trying to keep her boss from blowing their entire cover every time he took one of his cops into the special room for one of his “talks.” Asher had written more carefully constructed reports on Red than she ever had on any other cop in her entire career, but she understood the beast better than most people did, and luckily, she understood people too.
Weeks later, once the dust had settled and the air was cleared, Asher was still filing paperwork, and answering emails. It seemed her job was an endless stream of paperwork and media conferences lately, but Asher didn’t mind it. It meant she could create a paper trail that kept her boss squeaky clean, while nailing dirty cops to the wall. As she finished typing the latest e-mail, she hit send and then leaned back to stretch a little. It had been relatively quiet this week, and Asher yearned for conversation.
Asher, as a whole, didn’t have very many friends. Sadie, of course, but she had been busy with her bar renovations, which was understandable. She didn’t totally consider Red a friend, although she loved and was loyal to him just the same. She wasn’t allowed to be friends with Jasper, because it would put him at risk and she knew Sadie wouldn’t like that, nor would she do that to Jasper. She wasn’t dating anyone at the moment. She put so much of herself and her time into the things she did and magic, and keeping everyone around her as safe as possible that she…was a little lonely. Actually, very lonely. At times, it felt as if she only existed to clean up messes. That’s how Red saw her, at least. She was his protector in the world, and she had done her best to shield his enemies against his wrath as well. But that often left her on the sidelines, waiting for something to happen.
She sighed deeply as she reached forward to pick up coffee gone cold. She grimaced at it, and stood up from her desk. She walked out of her office and to the break room, where the coffee ‘magically’ always got better after Asher was in there. She washed out her tumbler and refilled it with the hot caffeine. She doctored it and tasted it to check, and deciding it was good enough to get her through the afternoon, walked back to her office to maybe take a phone call while she waited for the day to end.
Restlessness. A simple word with heavy implications and one that Sadie was starting to feel. She hadn't been in Sunset Beach long but had had multiple events change in her life. Between working, the breakups, and trying to learn more about her newfound mate, she hadn't had time for much else. She decided to take a few days off and started her first morning with a run on the beach, though the beast inside her demanded more. Just as she finished the last of her run, her phone rang. Cutting off the music that blasted through her earbuds and made her slow her pace.
As she slowed to walk, she reached over to grab the phone from the armband to see who it was. She glanced down and recalled the number was one of the major contractors that she hired a while back for a project she started. The project see started coincided the same time as the bar's renovation. She answered the call and found out that everything was done, including the clean up and equipment. She thanked the foreman and told him that after she thoroughly checked the property, the company would receive the final payment. She hung up the phone and started heading back towards the condos needing a shower. She went to her own condo since she hadn't exactly moved in with Fitzpatrick, and they hadn't been together very long. She did happen to send him a text and let him know he would see her that evening.
When she reached her condo on the third floor, she quickly showered and dressed in order to go see the only person who could help her. She had something in mind for the three hundred thousand acres she had purchased. As she headed out, she grabbed her accessories that included keys, phone, and handbag. She checked her phone to see if she had any missed calls or texts as she descended the stairs. She decided to take the jeep in case they wanted to make a road trip, though she knew Asher could just 'poof' them there. Also, she missed her friend and wanted to spend time with her.
She drove to the precinct with excitement in her eyes and high hopes in her heart. Only one other person knew of this place, and it was meant to be for others, just not herself. She walked into the cop shop, semi nervous if she ran into her ex, though she wanted to talk to him and clear things between them now hadn't been the time. She approached Asher's off and saw that the door was open, so she knocked on the door frame as she smiled. "Hey, Ace! I came to try and acquire your 'special' services and help you escape these walls of servitude." She playfully said as she walked just inside the doorway.
As she slowed to walk, she reached over to grab the phone from the armband to see who it was. She glanced down and recalled the number was one of the major contractors that she hired a while back for a project she started. The project see started coincided the same time as the bar's renovation. She answered the call and found out that everything was done, including the clean up and equipment. She thanked the foreman and told him that after she thoroughly checked the property, the company would receive the final payment. She hung up the phone and started heading back towards the condos needing a shower. She went to her own condo since she hadn't exactly moved in with Fitzpatrick, and they hadn't been together very long. She did happen to send him a text and let him know he would see her that evening.
When she reached her condo on the third floor, she quickly showered and dressed in order to go see the only person who could help her. She had something in mind for the three hundred thousand acres she had purchased. As she headed out, she grabbed her accessories that included keys, phone, and handbag. She checked her phone to see if she had any missed calls or texts as she descended the stairs. She decided to take the jeep in case they wanted to make a road trip, though she knew Asher could just 'poof' them there. Also, she missed her friend and wanted to spend time with her.
She drove to the precinct with excitement in her eyes and high hopes in her heart. Only one other person knew of this place, and it was meant to be for others, just not herself. She walked into the cop shop, semi nervous if she ran into her ex, though she wanted to talk to him and clear things between them now hadn't been the time. She approached Asher's off and saw that the door was open, so she knocked on the door frame as she smiled. "Hey, Ace! I came to try and acquire your 'special' services and help you escape these walls of servitude." She playfully said as she walked just inside the doorway.
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