➳ Aʀᴛᴇᴍɪs ᴛʜᴇ Hᴜɴᴛʀᴇss and Sarbi

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Awesome!

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Hi!

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Hi :D So you want to start or do want to make a charrie.

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Making charries first! Just a simple template: name, age, occupation and gender, and of course appearance.

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│Ashley Greenfield│Twnety-Seven│Writer|Female|

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Name: Ryan Shekler

Age: 30

Occupation: Secret Service most recently bodyguard.

Appearance:

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I literally just died 0.0

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Hahaha right!

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So... gorgeous!

Lol, anyway, do you want me to start? Or do you want to start?

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

XD! You mind if you start?

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Nope!

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Ashley waited patiently at the vending machine. Finally, the soft 'ping' announced that her latte was ready. She took the plastic cup into her hands and took a wig of the vanilla scented Coffey.

"He will see you now," the manager's secretary said sweetly. Ashley smiled back and walked into the office. "You wanted to see me, Alex?" She said in her soft Irish accent. "Ah, yes. Because of all these threats... I have hired a body guard." He said slowly, eyeing her. Ashley raised an eyebrow. "You, what?" She asked, her voice dangerously calm.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Ryan stood waiting in a room, there was plenty of space to sit but in his line of job it was more of a luxary that was not allowed. Standing still was second nature to him, when they had called him to offer him job as a bodyguard he only needed two answers. -Who and when?- The rest could be discussed later wasting time was never optional, even so he though of who his new case would be they had said a writer but it didn`t really give him any news. When they finally came to ask for him he stepped into and office to find a man and women. "Good morning." He waited to be presented.

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Ashley and her manager stopped arguing immediately. Ashley looked over her shoulder and looked the man up and down, she furrowed her brows and tightened her grip on her Coffey cup.

"Ashley, this is your bodyguard, Mr. Ryan Shekler," he said nodding to the man he was talking about. Ashley just kept looking at her new bodyguard with a frown on her face.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Keeping his face neutral he slowly walked to the women and extended his hand. "Ryan at your service." At her frown he struggled not to display one of his own...so it was to be a female it was the usual in his line of work.

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Ashley looked at his hand and took it with a hand which was free from holding her coffee cup. "Ashley Greenfield," she said tightly. Her Irish accent was thick and naturally soft. But it added an edge of coldness to her words. She dropped his hand and held her cup again with both hands.

The manager nodded. "Would you like to see the letters?" He asked hesitantly.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

He gave a curt nod and faced the man. "Of course, as a matter of fact it would be more helpful if you give me all of them or at least a copy so I can see what we`re dealing with." He took one letter and opened it analizing it`s content from time to time he looked at Ashley. "Well it`s a man who wrote this. Probabaly a fan?" He looked straight at Ashley as if confirming his words, she could give him better information tan anybody.

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The manager nodded and sat back in his chair, he listened intently. And then he looked at Ashley. "Maybe, I don't know," she muttered and looked at the ground, drumming her fingers against the cup. "But why would a fan be sending me seat threats?" She wandered to herself. Obsession? Jealousy? she kept thinking over and over again.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

"There could be many reasons you`re a public figure whick means you`re liable for many sorts of twisted people writing you this type of mail." He analized the letters and something struck him as odd but he continued reading. "Mmm any ex boyfriends? Jealous friends?" He glanced at her slightly suspicious.

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Ashley shook her friends and shifted slightly. "No. I'm not much of a.... 'people person'" She chose her words carefully and glanced at her manager who was frowning at her in confusion. "Anything else you want to ask?" She asked the bodyguard. She too a sip from her latte to ease her nerves.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

The corner of his lips titled slightly upward too quickly, as he looked down at the letter. "Not really it could be family but I find it unlikely." Setting aside he cleared his throat and asked. "I was told I`d start today on a full time schedule." Watching the manager he raised his eyebrow daring to be contradicted. For some reason she struck him as...irritating? He hoped not.

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The manager nodded then said, "But she will have to go to book signings." He said quickly. Ashley looked up as she sipped her latte and nodded. "Yes, I do. Almost forgot about that." She murmured. She looked at the man and saw the corner of his lips raise. She sighed and looked out the window.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Ryan nodded. "No problem I`ll be wherever she is at all times. When do we leave?" He looked at Ashley as she sighed and adressed her by her name. "Do you want a specific way of dressing?" He knew different people had distict ideas of how they wanted to handle their bodyguards.

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"Hmm?" Ashley asked when someone arrested her by her name. She looked at him up and down. "Not really. On book signings and tours you can wear your suit. If I'm just going shopping you can wear casual clothes." She said softly. "Alright?" She asked.

The manager nodded. "Well, you two can go now. I have other business to attend to." He said and picked up the phone and failed a number.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Glancing down at himself following her gaze. "Okay then causal, suits got it." At the moment he was wearing a suit so it worked out fine, he walked to the door as he looked back at her to lead them out, he held the door open his eyes somewhat amused. "Lead the way miss."

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"Thanks," she said, before she left the room she turned to him. "Please don't call me 'miss', it makes me sound old." She said and walked out of her managers office her cup of coffee still in her hands. She looked down at the brownish liquid and finished it then threw the cup into a bin.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

He suppresed a chuckle. "Very well how should I call you then? Ma`am, my lady?" He was only half serious, he`d had some strnge cases in the past. Ryan wondered if he should tease her like that probably not but what`s done is done. He kept walking expecting a car.

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"You can call me Ahsley, but don't you ever call me Ash." She said tightly. She herself suppressed a smile. She walked out of the building and dug into her pants pocket and pulled out a train ticket. "Okay, got that.." She mumbled to herself, mentally checking everything she had.

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((Gtg to bed! Night!))

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

((Night!))

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((Back))

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

"Got it...Ashley. You`re not married are you?" He followed her outside immediately looking at their surrondings designating the place safe, he Heard her mumble. "Hmm?" He looked down at her notcing a paper in her hand. "What`s that?"

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"A train ticket, and no, I'm not married. And I like it that way." She said tightly. She started to walk in the direction of the train station then stopped looking around. Anxiety started to consume her. Nowherr she went was safe anymore...

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

He made no comment but simply pressed his lips together. "I suppose you don`t have an extra ticket." He said gruffly looking straight ahead at some men, his eyes narrowed as he felt her shrink. "Everyhting alright?"

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"Yes, everytging is fine. And no, I don't have an extra ticket." Shemumbled and turned to face him. "I have enough money for a cab though." She suggested.

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..

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

"That's alright I can go get a ticket if you don't mind coming." Raising años eyebrow he waited con her answer. " We' re going to a signing right?"

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"Tomorrow," she said softly. Then she started walking. "Well come on then!" She yelled over her shoulder.

((Sorry for the shortness, i am on my phone.))

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

((No prob I am too :P))

He nodded, Rolling his eyes he followed. "Just wondering but how can a well known and paid autor not have a car? It`d be crucial."

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"None of your buisness," she said narrowing her eyes. She walked a bit quicker. She did not like this man. He asked way to many questiin.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Ready to argue as to why it kind of was his business he held back and sped up in long strides getting next to her. "Let me guess, you can`t drive. That must be it."

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"Drop the subject," she snapped angrily and sped ul even more. Why wouldn't he leave her alone?! Oh, because he was her bodyguard.

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

He easily kept up. "Jeez! Somebodys moody." He muttered, was she usually so angry? "Walking faster isn`t going to help you escape for the next few months I`m going to be your shadow." The dark promise escaping sardonially.

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"Lucky me," she muttered and ignored the comment about being moody. She finally reached the train station. "Get ypur ticket, I'll be right out." She mumbled. She walked into the ladies bathroom..

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

"Yeah I`m a tough find." He followed until he saw the bathroom, he hissed after her. "I can`t leave you unprotected! I`ll wait here." He tried to be as discreet as posible.

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"Hm, he is persistant." She muttered and looked for another way out. The only way she saw was the window. "Well better than nothing." She murmured to herself and opened it as wide as it would go and climbed out. Luckily she had jeans on and not a skirt.

((And so it begins :P))

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

((Oh yeah! O.O *Suspense music*))

Ryan stood directly in front of the door causing weird glances directed to him by the women who passed, he wondered if he looked like a creeper in a suit but remained as calm as posible. God! Did women take long. "Ashley. Ashely!"

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Ashley walked quickly and gracefully. She felt free and she loved the feeling of not having someone follow her with a gun. She turned down to an empty street, where she heard another set of foot steps. She looked behind her. No one... was it just her imagination?

[Sarbi, Opheliac]

Getting alarmed at not hearing her he made his way into the bathroom ignoring the female shrieks. Where was she? He looked everywhere then saw the window. Jumping out of it he ran searching for her callng her name.

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Ashley turned her gaze back to where she was going. A man grabbed her rouhhly and pinned her to a wall and snuffed her hair. "You smell nice, what is a pretty kitty doing out here alone?" He chuckled. The chuckling stopped when Ashley headbutted him in the nose. "Hel-" she tried to cry out but her mouth was suddenly covered.