Ash had been growing in confidence since he had come here, so he may not be as bad as he was but he was still prettuy bad. He was learning he was a lot stronger than he thought, and although he was only 5'1 and only 16 he could totally still pick up a car and throw it at someone...assuming he had drank his fill for that day, but he was getting better at that as well.

It was just before sunset a great time for the young half, (Half day half night vamp), maybe sneaking down the back allies, in yellow spongebob t-shirt, a black blazer under which he had a balck hoodie, sunglasses, and skinny jeans was not such a good idea, but he was finally dressing like a normal teen, besides he'd stop aging pretty soon anyways, so it didn't really matter. Hearing someone round the corner, he pulled up the hood so he was wearing all black and you couldn't see the yellow and he could hide here, just in case, yes he was paranoid, but he had a right to be paranoid.