Ashia looked down at Vyre and nodded.<span style="color: #404040">"its not a monster, its my temper and i own that. when it gets out of hand i recognize that, admit it and sometimes i even apologize for it. i don't use it as an excuse or act like its a separate entity, its as much me as any other part. you get him to stop threatening me and i'm perfectly happy to call the feud off, i don't have time for enemies."</span>she shook her head with a frown.<span style="color: #404040"> "i do regret the way i got into your life but can you honestly tell me you would have given me a chance any other way?" </span>she nodded before she shrugged a little.<span style="color: #404040">"such a timid little mouse... but then again with what you've told me about her past i'm not surprised."</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: #ffff00">i'm just glad i'm making friends to help me along the way... no mortal lasts forever." </span>she nodded and sighed.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "this is why i like you, you make good points without all the crap in the middle, its almost as good as talking my way."</span>she nodded and stood up.<span style="color: #ffff00">"someplace with women, i may as well get drunk and see if they cant catch my eye." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>