Ashburn
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Ash thought about Eric's proposal for a minute. He was having trouble recalling exactly how he discovered his powers, last night seemed liked a distant dream more than reality. How did he discover his power? It was a few moments of blissful silence before Ash had managed to actually remember what happened. It wasn't his transformation that had triggered his power, he'd had it for at least a week or so. He had just discovered it inside of him, or rather Eric had. Looking back he realized Eric's soul had known about his own power, and while inside Eric's mind it had guided him to it. Eric's soul had told him everything, his true name and what his power was. It had even awakened his own instincts on how to use them.
Unable to put the process into words Ash sent the memories to Eric, hoping he could tell what he was trying to convey. That was one advantage to their mental connection, words weren't necessary. If one understood it then the other just had to access the other's thoughts. Once the information had been relayed Ash focused on the last part of Eric's statement. The part about not running.
A fight with that man seemed like a suicidal mission, and playing his game would only legitimize it. The more he thought about it the more foolish it seemed to him. The man had been alive for at least hundreds of years longer than they had, time surely spent refining his powers. Even at his full awakened state last night he had been able to do nothing more than singe him, and that was at the cost of the hotel room being burned down. It was like a first day student trying to challenge a master, he'd just being toying with them.
'Babe, I have to disagree with you' Ash said through their connection, carefully choosing his words so he didn't upset his lover 'Yes we are strong but we are unrefined. I had to nearly burn down the building just to burn the man's hand, and even that was dumb luck. Besides, you heard him. The whole family has a vendetta against non-vampires, I doubt anything we could do would outweigh their immoral bigotry. He didn't even blink at my power, and I was literally throwing fire balls and turned the suite into hell. I think we would be better off just delaying our confrontation with him. He has centuries of practice, we have a few hours at best. I don't want to risk losing you to his insane agenda.'
The last sentence was taking on a distinct begging sound. The thought of losing Eric was to much to bare, and there was no way that Ash would be able to fight the impulse to save his lover. Even last night, when they were just talking he had been unable to control his urge to protect the guardian. A rather humorous thing, considering Ash was half Eric's size and looked about as scary as a toy doll next to the giant he loved more than life itself. Though he would never admit it Ash also wanted to go to Canada to return home, to Quebec. Though it was not a decisive reason it still lurked there, in the back of his mind.
Worried, hopeful, concerned