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Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

As they sat there and had their smokes, Mason didn't say much. He knew what she needed wasn't something words could provide. She just needed the company, to feel the presence of someone comforting. After finishing the cigarettes, he stood and offered her a hand up, helping her to her feet and placing his hands on her shoulders like a coach about to give one of his athletes an inspirational speech. Okay, you ready? You can do this. Let's go in there and show 'em who we are, he said with a smirk, giving her shoulders a squeeze before turning to walk inside. Arriving inside, the table was set and things were getting underway as the parents were seating themselves. Moving to take his seat as well, Mason patted the spot next to him so Ashlin didn't have to sit by their father, deciding to take that bullet for her. He tried to remain quiet through dinner, and made a very solid effort to get along with their father as conversations carried on while they ate. It was hard to choke down the lasagna, but he managed to do it, all while taking care not to drink too much so he would be okay to drive when they left. Overall he did an admirable job, keeping debates with their father to a minimum, and quite obviously biting his tongue a few times when he really wanted to speak out. Now and then he would glance to Ashlin and make a face, mocking what the old man was saying silently before giving her a playful smirk and turning back to the conversation, doing anything he could to get a smile out of her and keep her spirits up. It wouldn't be much longer before they were free and would be able to just spend some time relaxing and carrying on their own completely pointless conversations. At least those conversations were fun, though.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

She couldn't help but smile- a smile that reached her eyes- when Mason gave his little pep talk after helping her up. He always had that way about him, able to figure out what she needed when she couldn't really talk about anything. Sometimes, growing up, it had been annoying, but right now it was what she really needed. When he went inside, she took a moment to fully collect herself before sitting down beside him, noting the strategy he laid out in their place settings. She wouldn't be in the direct line of fire from Dad, so he was going to take the shots- at least most of them. She had learned over the years that if she didn't like her food, she would move most of it around her plate and pretend to eat it or only eat a small bit. Mason, however, hadn't had to learn such a skill and she smiled to herself as he forced himself to eat dinner. The conversations swished by her, making her realize how out of place she really felt here. How had she endured this for all those years? She didn't really know. One of the servants had made sure to give her some alcohol in her sodas, which made the night go by smoother. However, she felt in her stomach that something bad was going to happen which had nothing to do with the food. As her father finished the last of his dinner, he templed his fingers, elbows resting on the table as he looked at his daughter before saying something she hadn't wanted to hear about. Not ever. Not now. I was wondering something, Ashlin. I remember you telling me about a friend of yours in the service. Shawn or something. How is he doing now that he's allowed back home? Her hand froze halfway to her drink, her pale face made paler by the question. Shawn had been one of the members in her squadron that had died in the bomb that gave her her scars and had sent her home. She didn't feel her hand shake as her mind started to blank, a flashback forming in her mind before she took a deep inhale and clenched her fist. Her heart felt like it would pound out of her chest. She cleared her throat, finding no words or voice to speak of. She pushed her chair out and said softly, Excuse me. She heard her dad say something, and then her mom, but it was all muffled as she barely managed to make it outside before the flashback started and she was gone.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

Mason frowned as his father once again managed to breach a subject that should have been left alone. Looking to the old man, he shook his head, not even saying anything as he stood and left the table. He should have known better. You don't ask someone who was home fresh from a war questions that pertained to it. Not only was it rude, but it also had a way of triggering memories they wanted to leave buried and bringing them to the surface, opening wounds that were nowhere near healed. Rolling his eyes as he looked to his father, he stepped outside and looked around for Ashlin. Upon spotting her, he approached quickly, saying nothing, simply reaching for her shoulder and turning her to face him before he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to his chest. Running a hand through her hair, he remained silent, simply letting her feel his presence, allowing her to come to the realization on her own that she was safe, and not alone. He had gone through his own bouts after his return home, though it had been years. Somehow his own memories hadn't haunted him so much, but he had also been left somewhat numb emotionally after his tour. Holding onto her tightly, he kept her close, even though she likely would put up a fight for a minute, letting her feel the warmth and familiarity of his presence. Even if his episodes weren't really so bad, he still understood better than anyone where her mind was and what a dark place it could be after such an experience. Still stroking her hair and making comforting shush sounds, he held off on speaking until he knew she was calm enough for words to get through to her. He's an ass, he told her. He has no idea what we've been through and just doesn't stop to think before opening his mouth because he thinks he's infallible. Don't let him get to you.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

She didn't know Mason was outside as she started shaking, hitting the heel of her palm against her forehead to try and drive out the flashback by force. She heard bombs she knew weren't there and voices that didn't come from living mouths anymore. She put her hands over her ears to drown out the noise before she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her instinct was to lash out but then her body was pressed against another body and she struggled, suddenly feeling panic. Enemy or friend? She didn't know until she heard Mason's soft meaningless noises calming her down, his hand in her hair and his arms around her. She took shallow breaths, close to a panic attack as she trembled against him, hands clutching at his shoulders. She didn't cry. It was one thing she refused to do even as the tears stung and threatened to drop down her cheeks. Her death-grip on her mind soon loosened up as she came back to the present, held tight in Mason's arms. Soft sounds hit her ears first before she took in the color of his shirt and the feel of his fingers stroking her hair. The air was different- not hot and dry and oppressive. She could hear birds and Mason telling her not to let their father get to her. To not let him win because he couldn't understand. Her breathing slowed and evened out, feeling like an eternity had passed. But her watch told her the whole episode had lasted maybe fifteen minutes. And now she was just tired. She sighed as she gently extracted herself from Mason's hard grip, lightly pressing her hands against his firm chest. Looking up at him, she noticed his hair was a little mussed. Maybe from her struggling? She didn't know but she reached up hesitantly to move some hair from his face and put it back in place. She took her time smoothing out the wrinkles she had made in his shirt as if it took all her concentration and attention. It helped her focus on the present to remove all the little flaws she could fix. I wanna leave.. She said softly before looking up at him, holding his gaze with one that had blanked out. She'd shut up her emotions and memories, becoming soldier-like before his eyes. It was something she hadn't wanted to show Mason, but she needed her sanity to keep herself alive.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

When Ashlin finally started to calm down and pull away, straightening out his hair and shirt, Mason just smiled softly and let her. She needed something to focus on, and this seemed to be doing the trick. And she wasn't exactly an unpleasant woman to have in contact with you. When she finished and announced she was ready to leave, he gave a slight nod in agreement and turned to walk her back into the house. Me too. I think I've had all of the old man's charm I can stand for a day. As they entered the house, Mason looked to their father, giving him a nod. We're headed out, he told him, then looked to Ashlin's mother and walked to her to take her hands with a smile. Thank you for dinner, he told her before letting her hands go and turning to put an arm over his sister's shoulder to walk her out of the house. Getting the front door for her, he stepped out behind her and closed the door, moving to walk her to her car. So, follow me and we'll stop by the liquor store. I think I could use something stronger to go with that six pack. And might make it a twelve. Seth is out for the weekend, so I've got nothing to do. Helping her into her car, he closed the door for her after leaning over to give her a peck on the cheek, then turned to walk to his GTO. Getting in and starting the engine, he let the low rumble sooth him a bit before putting the car in gear and pulling around the circle past Ashlin for her to start following him. Turning on the radio, he let his beloved rock station drown out the frustrations of the evening as he flipped on the headlights, the sun now gone from the sky, and turned to head into town.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

She wasn't holding his hand as they walked back into the house, but the comfort that would have come from such a thing was there in just his company. It was hard to walk back into that house, and just looked at her parents with a blank expression. Her mother's make up wasn't quite right, so she knew there had been an argument. But she couldn't really be bothered. Her parents kept their issues under the rug and it had been killing them for years. She couldn't make herself care. She gave her mom a small kiss before saying she would call soon and just stared at her father, who squirmed just the slightest bit under her gaze and Mason's words. He couldn't just forbid them from leaving anymore than he could try to kick them out. Her mother may have been a push over, but she wouldn't let him tear the family apart. Good ol' mom. Feeling his arm draped over her shoulders, Ashlin felt more like herself. It was strange, really, that being in his presence would keep her grounded when nothing else did. They weren't strangers, hadn't been allowed to get close, but there was just a familiarity that just went beyond their separate lives. She couldn't relax her guard just yet, though. As Mason helped her into the car and told her about their plans, she nodded, thinking that would be the best plan. Her door shut, she put the key into the ignition and started the engine, just revving it a moment to let it bring her back to Earth. The music instantly sounded, drowning out the last remnants of thought. Her eyes shut before she heard a similar roar from Mason's car and soon put her foot on the gas and clutch, changing gears to follow behind him for a well deserved night of oblivion with headlights guiding the way.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

After about forty-five minutes of driving, they were getting back into town. Mason detoured and pulled his car into the liquor store parking lot, getting out after killing the engine and walking to Ashlin's car to meet her, opening the door for her so he could talk to her. Okay, so what are we in the mood for and how much? Just come inside with me and we'll pick something out. With a smile, he pushed off the car and headed for the front door, opening it with a jingle from the bells attached to it. Looking back, he held the door for her and let it close behind them once they were inside. He immediately went to the coolers and grabbed a twelve pack of Corona and a bottle of lime juice before turning to her. Okay, he said. Beer's covered, unless you want something different. Now what kind of liquor are we feeling like? Tequila? Bourbon? Anything but vodka and I'm good. With a smirk he headed toward the isles to start scanning the selection of liquors, trying to find something that both of them could agree on. He had a preference for bourbon, but was usually good with anything. It was no secret he didn't like vodka, though, having drank himself sick on it before and now just the taste and smell of it caused his stomach to turn. Giving Ashlin a playful grin, he stepped back and let her look over the selection a bit for something she might like. It was more for her, than for him, after all.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

The drive eased out some of her tension, but she still felt like she'd been hit by a tank. She knew she was paler than usual, but it wasn't really something she could change at that moment. Time seemed to fly until they parked in the lot for the local liquor store. She parked beside Mason and was opening the door just as he pulled her door open, making her almost fall out of the car. She looked up at him with a grin before standing up and smoothing her skirt down. She shut the door as he talked to her and she shrugged a moment before smiling softly, slowly returning to herself. I'm thinking Jack and I need to be reacquainted. Grinning at him, she followed behind him before stepping into the store as he opened the door, hearing the little jingle. It was such a normal sound that it sapped away the negative energy still coating her like a second skin. Her shoulders eased down a fraction, making her look much more relaxed, less confrontational. Seeing the familiar Corona and lime in Mason's hands made her think back to some fun times she had had. Before the madness had settled into her bones. Looking around the shelves she skipped the vodka, even though she liked it and grabbed two bottles of Jack - just in case. Looking over the other bottles, she snatched Tequila. She wanted to get good and drunk. There was no stopping her from attaining that goal now. Ready to party it up? She grinned and waggled the bottle at him. Stepping up to the counter, she noticed the clerk was just staring at her. She smiled a little and leaned into the counter, making him see some of her ample cleavage. His eyes followed just as she figured. The bottles rested on the counter as he stared before she cleared her throat and fluttered her lashes. He blushed and looked up, giving her a shy but sexy smile. I'll take these...and what he's got. She tipped her head back to indicate Mason and what he had. The clerk seemed to deflate but she beamed a smile at him and he started scanning the bar codes. He hadn't spoken yet and she briefly wondered if he could. His name tag read Kelan, and so she spoke to him. Long night, Kelan? You look a little beat. Just started working actually...but my night is already improving. He answered, finally looking her in the eyes. He stammered out the price before she reached into her bra and produced the money. She knew Mason would probably have a freak out over her antics, but she couldn't find it within her to care. She was having fun and Mason would just have to pay her back when they got to his place. That's too much money, here's the change... Kelan said, practically giving her half of what she'd given back. So he was discounting it? All the more reason to enjoy her night. Turning to Mason, bottles in hand, she winked at him.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

As they made their way to the counter, Mason paused as Ashlin began to flirt with the cashier, cocking an eyebrow slightly. He wasn't sure what she was doing, but now he was curious. Was she really trying to score a date right now? Then again, that could be taken as a good sign, meaning her mood had indeed lightened. Holding the twelve pack and the lime, he simply listened to the interaction. It wasn't long before he figured out what was really happening, then. When the exchange was finished, and Ashlin had gotten away with paying only half price for the alcohol, Mason just smirked and gave the cashier a cheeky grin on the way out. Pushing the door open with his foot, he held it for Ashlin before slipping out behind her, taking the alcohol to his car. That was smooth, he told her. I need to bring you along to get drinks more often. I'll give you my half when we get to the house. I usually don't carry cash. Just my cards. Setting the twelve pack on the roof of his car, he opened the door and grabbed the beer to put inside before standing up and turning to her. At least I hope that's what you were doing. You're way to hot for that kid. With a wink, he climbed into his car and started it up. Was that a hint of jealousy or concern in his voice? Or was it either? Maybe he was just being cute and playful. It was really hard to say, but either way, he didn't seem to lose his head over it. The money in the bra...nice one by the way, he called out, shooting her a cheeky grin before putting the car into gear and pulling around to head to his house, waiting for her to get in line behind him before leaving the parking lot.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

Smiling back at Kelan, she gave him a wink before following Mason out, barely able to restrain her laughter at the way Mason had looked. He had been so confused until she had gotten the money back. As she stepped outside, she took a deep breath and just smiled. It still worked. Boobs got you everything when applied in the right situations. She didn't make a habit of doing it, but she had wanted to see if she still had that touch. She'd felt so ruined that she hadn't been sure what to make of herself. An ego boost was always worth something. As she watched Mason, liquor in hand, she watched him and nodded as he said he'd give her half. All right, that's fine with me. Is my darling little nephew going to be home? She asked with a hint of curiosity almost as if she didn't want him there. But with his words, she was really confused. He'd never said that to her even when they were growing up. The slightest blush tinted her cheeks pink in the darkness as she watched him get into the car. She shook her head as she got into her own car, putting the alcohol in first before strapping herself in and turning on the engine. Hearing his last words, she had to laugh. Better than pulling it out of my underwear!
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

As they arrived at his house, Mason pulled into the driveway, hitting his garage remote and pulling in as the door opened. Getting out of his car, he grabbed the beer and moved to meet Ashlin as she was pulling in, stepping out of the garage and closing the door. Seth is gone for the weekend, he told her as he walked next to her car, waiting for her to get out before turning to head for the front door. Setting the beer down on the porch, he dug his keys out and unlocked the door before opening it and grabbing the alcohol and stepping in. His house was of decent enough size, with plenty of space to spare and nicely furnished. There was a sectional sofa in the living room, which was his destination, with a flat screen TV on the wall and a nice coffee table in front of it. The lights had been turned on and set to low when he had left earlier so he could see how to get through the house on his return. Leaving them low, he sat on the sofa and gave it a pat for Ashlin to join him, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV for some background noise. Looking to his half-sister, Mason offered a slight smile. Yeah, you're definitely in charge of getting alcohol from now on, he told her with a wink. Oh, speaking of which... He hopped up and ran out of the room, upstairs, disappearing into his bedroom for a few minutes. Upon his return, he handed her enough money to cover the alcohol, just paying her back for the full amount. On me tonight. Call it my treat for your homecoming. Jumping over the back of the sofa, he landed in his seat once more and settled in, leaning forward and opening a panel on the coffee table to take out a set of shot glasses, setting them on the surface of the table and holding a hand out for one of the liquor bottles.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

Ashlin followed behind him, the directions to his house slowly filling her head. It had been years since she'd been there, but it was coming back to her as she pulled up next to his car in the garage and got out after him. Hearing that her nephew wasn't home was a little disappointing but some part of her was happy for the reprieve. She loved her nephew to death, but she wanted some time with her brother. Her phone shook in her pocket and she grabbed it, checking the message. It was from her mother asking her to call her and she turned off her phone. She wasn't calling her mother tonight. Smiling up at Mason, she followed him in after she grabbed their stash. The living room was pleasant and she observed the room a moment before looking over at Mason as he patted the space beside him and turned on the TV. For some reason, the lighting and setting struck her as oddly...romantic. Or something. Shaking the thought away, she joined him on the couch and deposited the bottles before he dashed away to probably grab the money he owed. She glanced around the room and smoothed her skirt again before seeing him come back with the cash. She blinked at the amount and was about to protest before his words rolled over her own. Seeing him pull the shot glasses out of the coffee table panel, she couldn't help but laugh. No wonder I could never find them. She popped open the top on the Jack Daniel's, poured them both a shot and raised her glass to him. Here's to well...being alive and well. She tossed back her shot with a grimace before letting out a satisfied sigh as the burn went down her throat.
Thread: Morals Or Sin [Hahvy x Scotty Rage]

With a soft chuckle, Mason listened to his sister as she said her toast, nodding and raising his glass in response before tossing it back and downing the shot. Setting his glass down, he made a face and shook his head briefly, appreciating the burn of the liquor for a moment before he took the bottle and poured them each another shot. Handing her glass to her, he held his own up and grinned a bit. And to having someone to understand us, he said with a smile before tossing the next one back. Setting the glass down once more, he leaned back for a moment, relaxing against the soft leather of the sofa with a content sigh. I assume you'll be staying the night, he said with a smirk. You're damn sure not driving, so hand over the keys. Holding his hand out, he signaled for her to place her keys in it, wiggling his fingers a few times for her to hurry up. I'll just put them away for the night and you can get them tomorrow. But you can hang out here this weekend if you just want some company.