Ashton could care less as he sat there. He had already put his dishes in the sink in the midst of scurrying about. "Gmorning master." He said in a gruff and tired voice, obviously not a very cheery morning person. He couldn't even manage a smile as he stretched. His hair was still wet from the shower, and the green hair was fading more, showing dark brown undertones which he hated, but there was nothing he could do for now.
"You don't have to-" Boa began, but cut himself off with a sigh. Plenty of time for that later. Maybe. He didn't really know. "Are you okay?" he settled for asking instead.
With a decent night's rest came clarity of mind, and Boa's natural need to help others was winning out against his prickly exterior. Not that he was in a good mood. His shoulder was killing him, stiff and sending bolt of pain through his arm and neck whenever he tried to move it.
The fuck are my pain meds, he thought to himself, scanning the tables and shelves of his living room. He could have sworn he'd put them here.
"Do you need medical attention?" he asked, while his mind was on it.
"I'm alright. A little tired, but the food and sleep helped quite a bit. Thank you. And I already dressed my wounds. I found some bandages in the bathroom cupboard above the toilet. Don't worry I didn't touch anything else. Just sat back here and relaxed,and waited for you to wake up so I may meet whatever demands you have for me this fine morning." (So. I'm thinking. The plaque around his neck has a spell that puts him into this sort of Yes Sir No Sir mindset ya know? So when he gets collared, the person who does own him has to follow the specific instructions on the plaque so then the spell transfers to the collar. I know magic it's a little far fetched but it's an idea. And so when the plaque is removed Ashton is his regular assholish self. Again you don't have to go with it but. It's an idea.)
(Yep, I'm here for it! Let's do it ^^)
"Ah, God," Boa muttered, rubbing his shoulder. "Okay, great. Listen, give me a second to find my stupid painkillers, and then I'll be back with you."
Turning away he made it to his kitchen, taking this opportunity to sweep together the papers scattered across the table, hiding the letters in a random drawer, underneath the cutlery. Not perfect, but it would do for now.
With his personal things hidden, he looked up and finally saw his painkillers, out on the counter for some reason. Whatever. He probably had set them down and then forgotten about them. Grabbing the bottle, he slowly returned to the living room.
Ashton shrugged and just sat there attentively, before stretching again. His legs were crossed, hands in his lap as he sat there criss cross applesauce. It was a certain weighted way to himself, stone still. But every movement would be delivered with accuracy, no matter what pain he was in. "Would you like me to make you breakfast sir?" He was in no way good at cooking and normally would never bother offering, but of course the magic was slowly working into his mind.
"No, I'm not hungry." Boa stared at Ashton, suddenly not finding the energy to care like he had last night. Between the ache in his shoulder and back, and the tremors running through his hand that made opening his pill bottle nearly impossible, he was too frustrated to be freaking out about Ashton and this whole situation anymore.
"Can't you take that thing off?" he asked tiredly, gesturing at the plaque, taking a break from struggling with the pills. He still couldn't get the damn cap off. "No one else is around, no one's gonna know."
Ashton shook his head. "If you would have read the rules,it clearly states that only you can take it off,as you so wish." Since his body was stronger,the magic was stronger, and thus took a more heavy hold on him. He reached for the pills,opened it, and handed it too him.
"Thanks," Boa muttered, then let out a sigh. "You can't blame me for not registering the stupid rules. I was freaking out. So I can take it off? Great, let's do it."
He reached forward and pulled the plaque off, dropping to the floor like it was a snake that tried to bite him.
That certain glow to Ashton's eyes disappeared and that obedience turned off like a light, as his posture relaxed and he stretched out on the couch. "Thanks. It was starting to hurt my neck." He rubbed the back of it a bit. From the days of wearing it prior to this there was a pressed chain mark embedded into his skin.
(bump? Also don't forget about Crystal!)
(Forget about Crystal? I would never! <3 These are only my two favorite rps :)
Boa pulled out a chair and sat down, knowing the pain in his shoulder wouldn't subside for another fifteen minutes. That medication was not the most effective, but nothing he could do about it. It was better to just sit down and wait the pain out.
"Is it just Ashton, or can I call you Ash?" he asked wearily, rubbing his temples.
"Ash works. Don't call me Ashy only my sister can call me that." He said in a gruff tone, as he stretched out. Gone was his straight backed posture and servant ways, and now he was settling in.
(heeeey! I don't know if you're still interested at all in continuing our two rps, and I totally get it if not, I really vanished there. A lot of personal stuff happened I can pm to you if you want. I don't want the world to know, as some really bad things went down and I just was off the internet for quite a while. But if you want to, I'm trying to come back to Notebook just a little bit, and I would be so down to carry on our two rps, I loved them.
Up to you tho!)
(Hey. It's your info if you wanna share you can. Anyways, I'm so up for continuing everything! It looks like it's your reply. I also use Pinterest and have WhatsApp and snap so if you wanna take our rps to different places that's fine as well!)
(Heyy! Thank you! If you're curious I don't mind sharing, but probably won't unless you ask. But you're always welcome to. I'll get replies up in a minute here <3)
(okay! Take your time!)
Boa stared at him for a moment, unnerved by the sudden change.
"You have a sister." It wasn't so much a question as a comment made from disbelief. "Do you ever get to see her?"
Part of him was afraid of the answer and the potential responsibility it would bring to him, but he had to know. Even if he couldn't see his own family – especially because of it – he was determined not to let the same thing happen to anyone else.
"Starla? Ha no. She's leading her own starship crew, in the seventh realm Galaxy. I don't know what that means but didn't fucking care enough to learn. Besides, she probably still hates me for some stupid shit." He sighed. "I don't want to see her anyways."
(what was the one with Crystal?)
(I'm in the middle of a drafted reply to it, it's the Glad You Came one ^^ I'll have it up tonight or tomorrow, my schedule's been hell)
"Oh," Boa said, not really sure how to respond. he would give anything to see his family again, so it hadn't even crossed his mind that Ash might not feel the same way. "You're…sure?"
He felt even more hesitant now, not knowing if he was crossing a line he shouldn't cross or not. He didn't want to upset Ash.
"More sure than I am about having a dick!" He glared at Boa with a huff, ruffling his green hair and fixing it with a sigh. "Fucking hate her."
Boa drew back slightly at the aggression in the other man's tone. He couldn't even imagine feeling that way about his family, and it hurt to hear someone else who did.
"Okay, okay…" he looked away. "Sorry."
"Don't be. I'm not pissed at you. Yet." He shrugged, and looked at the plaque which was now on the table. He knew how the magic worked with the plaque, the way it made him. It was practically everything resistant, he'd tried time and time again to destroy it. He was just glad it was off. He lay there still in his lingerie as thoughts raced through his mind.