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[narrative]
Ashton has gotten a lot better, no longer needing her crutches to get around for short distances. And although it's been suggested she still use a wheelchair if she has to be on her feet for too long she hasn't.
That and, a cane! Like she'd give that up.
And she's found the portal to the Nexus, things are looking up for Ashton. -
Narrative - Ashton's World.
"So... Who is Ashu?" A man, in his middle years and quite average looking, asked ( Read more... ) -
And odd post to Ashu's LJ.
It's been five years since Ive seen her face
She's the holy ghost lost without a trace
And now were left with the what ifs
It's been five years since she left for LA
She's an angel with a dirty face
And it seems to me
She's a casuality of all the pressure
That we put on her
And now we've lost her for goodIt's such a shame shame shame ( Read more... ) -
Goodbye. [Retiring a Pup]
Ashu was in the Nexus, hopefully for the last time, with a small pile of envelopes. She had sent the letter to Mega and Pitch before she had left that universe and was sending the rest of the letters via the Nexus ( Read more... ) -
Oh look, an OOC post.
Hullo, bonjour, guten tag, etc. etc. Ashu'mun here with a sparkley happy announcement!
Ashu is officially going to be retired. And by Ashu I mean the character, as this LJ will be passed onto a new pup because I like the name and I put monies into this account. *wants to use all my monies on this account ( Read more... ) -
It says something. [Narrative]
It probably says something when, when ever Ashu sees Proto, something goes wrong.
It probably says something when she hasn't left her apartment since that day.
It says something when she's started to delete co-ordinates from her PINpoint.
Of course, who knows what it says? She's not talking. -
Huh.
Twenty five now.
Yey. -
For those who care,
Which is what? Two people? Whatever.
Finals are fast approaching, that's why I haven't really talked to anyone in a bout a month. And then there's Christmas.
I don't celebrate, I'm not sending out gifts and I honestly don't want anything.
Happy Holidays folks. -
A failed art, or somesuch thing. [RP-thread.]
Ashu had, after a goodly while and a few glasses of wine, finally worked up the nerve. So here she was with her jacket on over top of a two piece set of lingerie, outside Zane's apartment. A deep breath and then she knocks on the door.