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Ashton gave a curt nod in response to Nancy’s sentiment, but a small smile played on one side of his lips. He wasn’t exactly the best at the whole being friendly and open thing, but it was still nice to feel appreciated. Stassi had repositioned herself so that she was sitting with her arms around her legs. With her chin on her knees, she stared off blankly towards where Billy had left, for a brief moment feeling guilty for the words she had said during his departure. I basically told dude to kick rocks and I don’t even know his name…

In true Stassi fashion, she shook it off when she remembered his tirade about the train wreck of a human being she was. She knew this, of course, but only she was allowed to think or say it.

“Long story short we’ve been in the woods for weeks, following your trail. I don’t even remember the last time I was human.” She paused and held her hand out in front of her, examining it. “I haven’t changed back since tonight when I found you, and what’s-his-nuts, Mr. Rain on My Parade. Who is that guy, anyways?”

Stassi twirled a piece of red hair around her finger and frowned. “I think I might break another window now. Just out of spite.” She leaned back on her hands and actually took in the space surrounding them. It was truly dark and dismal, clearly lacking utilities and basic human comforts, not like she had much memory of such a thing anyways. Beat the lab any day, but she was hoping this wouldn’t last long. The broken window and the glass glistening on the floor wasn’t doing the place any favors either. She gave herself a tiny grin.

“Does boss man have any plans or was he just planning on keeping you holed up in his humble abode until James and Jade showed up?” Stassi asked and tilted her head.

Ashton was currently propped in a chair, slowly chewing some jerky that he had helped himself to. Listening to the two girls make conversation was a nice distraction, but as usual, he was on edge. What Stassi made up for in brute strength, she completely lacked in common sense. Even in their lab days, he had to sacrifice himself to protect her many times, and somehow it had gotten worse since they’d escaped. He let his eyes wander to Nancy and the animated way she and Stassi spoke to each other. He still wasn’t sure about her, but she’d more than proven herself by initiating the escape from the lab. He reminded himself he was lucky she was their ally. Then there was Billy… he recognized him vaguely from the lab, but that was about it. His first impression was that he was hot headed, not afraid to fight on impulse, and not particularly a fan of his sister…. And now he was out there somewhere where James was lurking. Ashton placed a hand on his temples and sighed.

✘ - - William ‘Billy’ Nash - 23 - Four - - ✘

Billy is somewhat tall, standing around 6ft. He has an oval shaped head with a defined, slightly pointed chin and a sturdy jawline. His face is usually held forward in a steady gaze, and has an air of authority that is palpable. He has messy, short to medium in length dark brown hair, brown colored eyes, and an almost faded splash of freckles on the bridge of his nose. Billy’s skin is marked with small scars, nothing so bad that it would damage his good looks, though. He has slightly thin eyebrows, usually raised up high in amusement, or pointed down sharply if something upsets him or makes him angry. He is usually either seen with a goofy grin on his face when he feels happy and at ease, a determined scowl when he is faced with a challenge or an opponent, or he takes up a brooding expression. Billy has a short, neatly trimmed beard. He likes to keep it short, because he feels like it would look too wild if it's any longer, and it’s easier to maintain. He is a very tanned man with calloused hands, due to days and days out in the hot sun working odd jobs here and there since he escaped. He has a lean, muscular build to himself that’s built more for speed than strength, though he’s won more than his fair share of fist fights, and his body is very durable and sturdy, and he has a lot of stamina, meaning that he could really take on the hits before he gets worn out or beat up. Billy usually wears a form fitting t-shirt, tan cargo pants, a pair of black combat boots, a pair of reflective black Aviator sunglasses, a thin black polyester hooded zip up jacket, for when it’s cold or if he wants to disguise himself better, and a black baseball cap.

Billy is somewhat a fairly nice guy, but he has a slight anger problem, causing him to lash out at people he cares about, making him hurt people when he doesn't want to. This usually happens when he feels pressured or frustrated and when he feels like all hope is lost. He isn’t against hurting people, though. He is ruthless against anyone that he deems an enemy. He is a very loyal friend or ally, but if you betray him, it is hard to gain his trust back. He will hunt you down to the end of the earth if you betray or double cross him. To some, Billy acts like a hard, cruel man who would go to far lengths to get what he wants, and sometimes he will. But, once you get to know him, you realize that's not always the case. He is sometimes like a kid at heart, joking around with people and attempting to ease any tension during stressful days. He prides himself on being a quick thinker and on his great survival instincts. Billy is fairly carefree and reckless in nature, always using a little too much power or skill then the scenario needed, whether fighting against friend or foe, Billy doesn't know when to hold back. He is a very loyal ally, never backing down, even if victory is doubtful. Even though Billy is a fairly decent guy, he is willing to do fairly bad things for the greater good of his people and friends. Billy’s personality resembles the way he fights, it’s unpredictable. You never know what he’s gonna say or do, most of the time it’s harmless and leads to a good laugh, though sometimes he does something that he’ll end up regretting. He plans on finding a way to enact revenge on his former captors, who kidnapped him when he was just a little kid. It was also his former captors fault that the only friend he had at the lab, Number 3, Johnny Baker, died. That darkness hangs over him, and Billy has long ago sworn to avenge his friend.

Billy can create and control fire, has superhuman speed and strength, and has the ability to heal extremely fast from most injuries

Stassi’s mischievous grin deepened, revealing her slightly sharpened canine teeth that were tied to the genetic jenga the scientists had played with her. “Maybe he does. Something tells me that he just has a complex, though.”

At Nancy’s suggestion, she quickly hopped to her feet. “Anything beats sitting here in this… what do you call it..? Dungeon? Yeah, anything beats this.” She cast her eyes to Ashton. Naturally, he looked disapproving, but she’d come to believe his scowl was just part of his face.

“You’re probably right,” Ashton finally resigned, “We’re kind of sitting ducks right now. You two should stick together. I’ll keep watch from above.” As quickly as he finished his sentence, he leapt into his raven form and took off through the (conveniently) broken window.