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Ashley Nara


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a character in “things and stuff”, as played by Senpai



"Whaddaya want out of me? If you're just trying to get in my hair, bug off."

⌈Full Name⌋
Ashley Nara

Ash, "Tomato" as a kid.




Bisexual, but if you'd ask her, she would stay straight.

⌈Face Claim⌋
Kushina Uzumaki || Naruto

Reflected Image
⌈Height & Weight⌋
5'4 | 104 lbs.

⌈Hair Color⌋
Red. Very red.

⌈Eye Color⌋

⌈Distinguishable Facial Features⌋
Only one, mentioned below.

She has a birthmark on the back of her neck. No tattoos or piercings. As far as scarring goes, it's not really visible, but there are some scars for sure. There are several scattered across her back. Some little, some larger. There are also some on her right thigh as well. Upon her face, just barely concealed by her hair is a nick on the right side of her face. It is just a tiny little line just above the lawline. There is also a scar in the valley of her chest. It's a little bit thicker than the rest, deeper, and pretty easily visible with her top off.
⌈Physical Description⌋
Ashley is an average-height woman with a slender and feminine build. Her skin is very fair and her eyes are a beautiful bright blue. She's got bright red hair that burns bright like a great fire in the sunlight. She wears rather casual clothing that might remind one of a stay-at-home mother. She wears a dark green apron that wears like a dress, covering from the hips down as a solid piece of fabric that ties at the waist. Beneath that is a white shirt with short sleeves that extend only just past her shoulders with a zipper in the front. Though unseen, she wears a pair of dark blue shorts that extend just to the knee. She wears a pair of sandals with open toe and heel that cover the remainder of the foot up just past the ankles. She also wears a gold wedding band.

Inner Soul


⌈Habits Quirks⌋
✦"Y'know?" || She has a tendency to tack that little phrase on to the end of sentences, usually when explaining things. It's a rhetorical, but she uses it quite a lot. It most frequently happens when she starts talking fast, which often happens when she gets excited.
✦Violence || She's know for being a bit of a violent person when angered. Or at least she was. While she's mostly mellowed out, she'll probably still raise a fist now and then. Whether or not she uses it is completely up to the offender.
✦Impulse || Usually well-driven by emotion, she acts upon her whims and desires. If it'll bring instant gratification, she'll probably act upon it.

♥Cooking || She enjoys preparing meals and beverages. She enjoys doing it to keep her daughter alive and healthy, but being able to make some money off of it sounds good to her, too.
♥Company || Especially if it means being away from home, she enjoys the company of others. Being away from home can be such a blessing to her, sometimes... Though in the past couple of years, she's had no real company to be around.
♥Getting her way || Rarely is it that things go how she wants them to. If she ever gets her way, she'll revel in it. Enjoy every possible second of it before it goes away.

✖Loneliness || Even if she isn't physically alone, the feeling of loneliness is a burden. She hates it. The cold and emptiness that it brings is the worst.
✖Losing || She will refuse to acknowledge defeat in all but the most dire circumstances. Her pride is pretty important to her.
✖Coffee || Despite the fact that she drinks it frequently, she just can't find a way to prepare it to her liking. The caffeine is helpful, though.

✖The Future || She fears that she won't be able to find her own happiness anymore. She's afraid her daughter won't have the best she can get.
✖Stairs || Let's just say after a certain incident, she takes her sweet time going both up and down stairs.
✖Her Husband || He used to be sweet. He used to protect their family and look out for them... But now, he's quite the opposite. She fears not only for her sake, but her daughter's.

✖That Mouth of Hers || For better or worse, sometimes she doesn't know when to keep it shut.
✖Lying || She lies. She has to lie a lot. Sometimes she's believable, other times it's so blatantly obvious that she may as well have just held a blinking sign above her head telling everyone that she wasn't telling the truth.
✖Impulse || As mentioned before, she acts upon impulse. She always has. She rarely thinks about the consequences before doing anything.
✖Memory || Her memory is pretty poor. Due to past shocking/traumatic experiences, her memory is rather slow. It's hard for her to recall specific memories, and if she can it's a painfully slow process. It helps if other people spell things out for a bit before she remembers.

⌛Her biggest secret would have to be her husband's abuse. She covers for him, makes up excuses, lies... and just takes the abuse.
⌛She never got over the girl, Wu. Her teenage love. The forbidden female fruit.

Since she was a child, Ashley was always known as one who was stubborn, headstrong, and most importantly, impulsive. She is and always has been an optimist. Someone who will greet you with a smile and tell you that everything would be okay. She was always quick to try and befriend others, looking after travelers like family and acting like they were old friends. A rather open book, she was always more than happy to talk about herself and ask things of others with no hesitation. When she finally had a family of her own, her impulsive behavior became a bit more tame as she tried to make sure she was doing the best she could for her daughter.

In recent times, her impulsive and rash behavior has returned. Her quick temper from childhood worked its way into her kind and calm nature, giving her small fits of violence if others anger her. As such, she is also a selective listener. She hears what she wants to hear, for better or worse. For those she considers family, she often worries a lot about them, perhaps to the point of being obnoxious. Like an over-bearing mother. She rarely seems to show any fear, stating that "A mother must be fearless to protect her children!" if ever asked. Whether she is actually afraid or not is uncertain.

To sum it up, she is a hot-headed mother who is absolutely lovely, wonderful and caring. Until you anger her, in which case, expect an inhumanly strong punch to the noggin.

⌈Romantic Interest⌋
Technically it should be her husband, but there are still lingering feelings from a certain high school lover...

Pretty much through her entire school career, Ashley was constantly teased. With her red hair and round face, she was often ridiculed for being like a tomato. For a while, she took the teasing and abuse that came from the cruel hearts of other kids. Her parents, highly religious folk, always told her that an eye for an eye was no way to handle a situation. And for a while, she listened to them. That was until middle school where she began clobbering anyone who teased her about anything. Between her parents' scolding and the kid's teasing, she found it impossible no to care. She always cared so much. And it was because she cared so much that she met a girl who would change her life forever.

Nastasya Wu. Ashley still remembers the first time they met so clearly. She appeared seemingly out of nowhere. She never said where from. She never talked about herself. She never interacted with other students or participated in class. She simply did not care. And that really pissed Ashley off. Why didn't she care? Why didn't she want to care? As someone who always cared so much, it didn't make sense to her. She could never understand it. Taking it upon herself to try, she decided to make the new girl care. About something. Anything at all.

She began pestering Wu, constantly trying to talk to her or get her to do things. She was often shot down. It wasn't out of cruelty directly to her, but just her own lethargy. But little by little, her efforts began paying off. Within time she could see Wu trying not to smile when Ashley sat on her desk every morning in greeting. For the first real time, Ashley felt like she had a friend. Someone she could confide in and just enjoy each other's company with. And though she didn't admit it at the time, she knew Wu felt the same. She'd accomplished her goal of getting the other girl to give a fuck, and she was the one that she gave the fuck about. It was greaty not being bullied, too. Their relationship could have been seen as something akin to a rivalry when it first began... but it later developed into something more intimate.

Ashley began developing feelings for Wu. Feelings that her parents would practically kill her for having about another girl. "Homosexuality is a sin," she could practically hear in her head every time her heart fluttered at the mere thought of Wu. But Wu must have rubbed off on Ashley because about this, she simply didn't care. Her feelings for Wu were real and she wanted to take it further than friendship. Even if Wu didn't, being able to talk about it would at least satisfy her.

It didn't go exactly as Ash had pictured it. There was no beautiful picnic on a nice mid-summer day where she decided to be all girly and prettied up to nervously confess her feelings. It was a bit less... tactful. It was around midterm time when they were sixteen. Of course Wu hadn't been studying and, despite how friendly they were, Ash still took it upon herself to scold her about her lethargy. "You need to study!" If Wu had a dollar for every time Ashley said that, she'd be swimming in money... Halfway through the rant, Wu quite literally told her to shut up. In a quick blur, she'd taken Ashley and kissed her. Right out of the blue. At first, Ashley was paralyzed. She was afraid. Just now, she'd broken a taboo. Intimate relation with another girl. She could practically feel her parents' evil gaze upon her. But... she felt no remorse. In fact, it felt right. Everything about the lazy girl's lips felt so perfect. And after breaking from her fears, she returned the kiss back.

Neither of them really made it official with a title of "girlfriend," but that was probably because neither of them cared enough about it. They were together. That was all Ashley needed. She made no real effort to hide it in school, making the initiative to take the girl's hand in her own whenever she could and give her eskimo kisses when people weren't around, and more passionate lip-locking when others weren't. She was madly in love with Wu, even when she was deciding to drop out. She thought that Wu was a complete idiot, but the feelings remained. In her perfect future, she wouldn't have minded tending to Wu's whims at home and working for the both of them. They balanced each other out well. Things seemed... perfect.

Until they got careless. The night that completely changed both of their lives. Ashley's parents were out celebrating their anniversary, so Ashley took it upon herself to invite her lady over. Naturally with a hormonal couple in a house all alone, they got to fooling around at some point. Hell, despite not being a drinker, Ashley even indulged in some wine with Wu. They were so caught up in it that Ashley didn't hear her parents come back and discover their topless daughter with another woman. Ashley can still remember the screaming from that night. The anger, the red in her parents' faces as they called her a sinner... a "devil gay child" that was doomed to an eternity in hell. She kept yelling for Wu to leave before the violence came... She doesn't like talking about this part, but they left some pretty nasty bruises and blemishes on her, and even a scar on her chest. She felt like a monster...

She knew from the beginning that this might happen, but she never wanted it to. She was just going to escape them within some time and live happily with Wu. But after that night, she came to Wu and told her about that night. She never revealed the scars to her, and never mentioned them either, but she broke up with her then and there. She may have said some hurtful things just to ensure that Wu didn't pursue her again, but her shame led her to forget what exactly was said. But needless to say, it worked.

From there, she went to college. She only stayed for one year due to a few issues, but it was enough time to meet the man who would further her life's woes. His name was Zachary Nara. He was a sweet man, setting himself up for a life of success. Longing for companionship, she naturally accepted when he asked her out. He was one of the only people ever to compliment her hair. At this time, her feelings for him felt real. They were like any normal lovers. And when her parents kicked her out, he took her in. She became dependant upon him, more docile and lovey-dovey. He made her weak. When she was twenty-two, they got married.

At twenty-three, their daughter, Karen, was born. Ashley loved her with all of her heart. She loved that she could create life and find it so beautiful, especiall when she was a splitting image of herself. Zachary, however, saw it differently. Soon after the child was born, he came to not enjoy parenthood. He never reacted kindly when the child's crying woke them up in the night, or when Ashley asked for help. The man became stressed between his job and the work of parenting that he began acting (as Ashley would put it) stupidly. He began yelling, screaming, drinking and, because he couldn't bring himself to hit the child, he took it out on Ashley. At this point, she was already too weak-willed with him to fight back, either. She didn't want her child to see her as a violent wreck. So she took the beatings for her child. In her eyes, as her mother, that was the best thing she could do.

It only got worse as Karen grew older and began acting like her as a kid. Loud, rash, ready to fight. It just brought unwanted calls home from school. It was highly likely that she adapted this behavior from her father, but he blamed her. It was her fault for not disciplining "the child" properly. For not letting him deal with "the child" himself. But with no friends to turn to and a family that kicked her out, she had to deal with him. She was dependant upon him, clingy, as if he were the only one in the world she could rely upon. She felt disgusting, like a leech. She could only exist because of him. That was how he trained her mind.

Years passed and now Karen goes to school. Zachary is often busy with his business. And somehow, some way, Ashley has convinced him to let her get a part-time job. To help with income. There were plenty of stipulations, but it was worth it to her to get out of the house that was her prison. She has an interview at a local bookstore/coffee shop. Someplace quiet and serene would be good for her. So she is looking forward to this opportunity to find a safe haven in work, with no idea of what waits in her future...

[ Other ⌋
Her daughter is Karen, seven years old. She has a babysitter prepared for when Ashley has to work. She is pictured below.

So begins...

Ashley Nara's Story


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The sound of bacon sizzling in the pan ceased as a spatula picked it up and dropped it onto two plates. The chef let out a soft sigh, returning the pan to the stove as she made sure to turn it off and put the pan on a backburner. Looking at the plates, she went over them and fiddled with the arrengement to make everything just perfect. The portions were decent, nothing was touching one another... there were no issues. Taking a deep breath, the aroma of the prepared breakfast filling her nostrils, the red-headed woman brushed aside some wandering bangs and smiled. "There we go. Breakfast is ready!" She called up the stairs. One pair of little feet came running down to greet her mother with a hug around her waist.
"Good morning, mommy!" She didn't wait for a response before rushing to the table. The mother simply smiled and waited for her husband to come down the stairs. It took him a little more time, but dressed in his suit and tie, he made his way down the stairs.

She resisted the instinct to flinch as he reached over and kissed her cheek. "Good morning, Ash."
"Good morning, honey." She had to respond quick. Hesitation was a dangerous game to play. Seeming content, the husband made his way to the table and sat across from his daughter.
"Daddy! I'm going to school today! Teacher said-"
"Mhm, yeah, that's nice, dear.."
The father seemed disinterested in what his daughter had to say. That wasn't uncommon in this house as he looked at his phone, taking a bite of eggs. The daughter looked down at her meal with a very melancholy look on her face and picked around at her breakfast. The mother frowned at what was unfortunately a regular sight in their house. Shaking her head, she returned to the kitchen and began working on dishes.

"I begin working today, dear." She tried to spark up a conversation, but was met with a similar response as the one that was given to her daughter. She gave her defeated attention to the cleaning until her husband stood up and wrapped his arms around the wife that was tending to her household chores. Her body stiffened up in surprise, maybe shock, but she forced herself to relax. Fear was also a dangerous game to play.
"I'm off to work. You have a good day with your... thing." He was clearly not displaying enough interest in what she was actually doing to care. "I've got a long day today, so don't wait up for me." She couldn't admit it out loud, but she felt a sense of relief that he wouldn't be home.
"A-Alright, dear. Have a good day." And after barely acknowledging his daughter with a farewell, he went out the door. The housewife let her body rest against the counter in relief that he was gone. She'd managed to do things well this morning. She didn't earn a hit. And Karen was still just fine, too, even if her ego would suffer as a result.

The mother turned to her daughter once breakfast and the kitchen had been properly tended to and gave her a big hug and a kiss on the forehead. "Alright, Karen. Momma's starting work today, y'know. So I'll be home just a little bit after you get home from school. So Momma will leave you a snack in the fridge for when you get back and then she'll come home and make your dinner, okay?"
The child seemed content that her mother was at least acknowledging her, giving a smile and a nod. "Okay, mommy."
The mother smiled back, giving her a bigger squeeze before smothering her daughter's cheek with her own. "That's my big girl! Such a good girl!" The both of them laughed before they broke off the hug for each to finish their own preparations for the day. Ashley touched up on her makeup and made sure her purse had some essentials. She also made sure to check that her daughter's bag was properly ready for school. Everything was in order by seven-thirty and soon enough her daughter was on the bus to school. The house was empty. It was quiet. A rare occasion for this little house of three. She reveled in it for a moment and then found the mirror just outside the mud room. She looked herself over in it, double-checking the make-up on her face, the foundation over her scars. Everything seemed to be to her liking. Forcing a smile that looked genuine, she told herself, "Everything's alright. You're fine. You've got a job now, y'know? A bit of freedom. Some excitement. Time away from... him." Her face didn't agree with her words, but she shook her head and shrugged it off. It was her true feeling on the matter. But why was she still scared?

In an hour's time, she'd locked up the house and made the rather short walk from her house to the small coffee shop she was now employed at. She'd somehow passed the interview, being somewhat of a nervous wreck during, and now she was to start. It was exciting and horrifying at the same time. It had been so long since she had a job and she new barely what to expect. But as she stood before Idlewood Books and secured her purse over her shoulder, the red-haired woman opened the door and entered her new place of work. It was quiet. Had an air of tranquility. That was part of why she wanted to work here, after all. It was peaceful to her. She immediately found herself grinning as she walked past a row of novels and up to the front desk. There waited a rather muscular woman with sunglasses about as big as her face. Something about this woman was... odd. Very odd. Ashley honestly couldn't quite place her fingers on what it was about her that was odd, but it was definitely something. Yet she was still a welcome sight over that of her husband.

Making sure to greet her with a smile, she approached the sunglassed woman and held out her hand. "Hi there. I'm Ashley Nara. The new girl? I'm supposed to be starting today. I'm sorry if I'm late for anything. I had to make sure my daughter got on the bus and I ran into some traffic, y'know. It won't happen again. But um, it's nice to meet you. Ashley Nara." She paused and blinked, running her introduction over in her head again. "Oops. I, uh, already said that... didn't I?" She lets out a nervous laugh, somewhat loud at that. Her nervous and excited nature was getting the best of her, it would seem. "So. Yeah. That's me! Ready to work, y'know! What can I do?" She could only hope that this woman would find some sort of charm to her demeanor to make her not look as foolish an unreliable as she was feeling.


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Ashley's greeting was met with nothing more than an "Oh" from the rather muscular woman behind the counter. She was pretty much ignored, as ar as she could tell, which caused her to draw her hand back and brush her hair aside with a nervous laugh. "Heh. Right, um..." Luckily, the woman known as Marina came to break what was slowly developing into a very awkward silence. Ash was pretty relieved at her presence as she began chatting her up and giving her a welcome basket. "Oh my, you really shouldn't have. I wasn't expecting something like this, y'know?" Regardless, she takes the basket in hand. "Still though, I'm sure it's all wonderful. Thank you very much." She once again introduced herself to Marina, about as awkwardly as she had with the sunglassed woman.

Keeping her gaze on that rather muscular woman, something about her was... familiar to Ash. She didn't quite know what it was, but she felt as if she knew her from somewhere. Years of parenting, her issues with her family and being with... him had made her a bit forgetful. Seeing that girl made her think that she had something to recall, though. In fact, something about her made her think of... She shook her head. No, there was no way. And this was no time to be thinking of that. With what she had instilled in her over the years, never was the time for that. Prying her eyes of of the woman for a minute, she let out a soft mental sigh and continued listening to Marina.

"Yes, the shop is great. I really can't wait to begin working here. Um, what are to be my responsibilities, anyway? Is that decided by day or will I have a set job? I'm so sorry if I was told. It's... It's been one of those mornings." Her expression was apologetic as she continued taking in her surroundings. Yet that woman still nagged at her brain. "And, um... About that woman there. With the sunglasses..." She lowers her voice, trying not to draw too much attention to herself. Not that it should matter with her listening to her music, but... "Who is that woman? She really didn't seem very social. Barely said a word to me, actually. Did I mess up my introduction? I do that sometimes, y'know? I just start talking and maybe I forget how to do things right. Or is she just having a rough day, or...?" Truth be told, she was just prying for some kind of information that might hint at who she was without seeming to obvious.