[He quietly makes his way through the warehouse, checking on various things as he moves through it. He passes by rooms with various stock in them, slipping into one quickly to see if anything's gone amiss inside. It doesn't seem to be touched, which he finds strange, but a few open boxes sit to the side and he takes a few Delusions out of them and slips them into his pocket.
He heads towards some of the offices inside, and he can hear voices within. Some he recognizes, some he doesn't. They aren't talking about anything important, so he rules out that Lumine is in there, or Aether. It would be too easy to find them here anyway, and it's not like this is a spot that's hard to corner someone in, given that there's windows to be utilized.
So their people here are in on it too, it seems. But Ajax doesn't have time to deal with them now, so he keeps moving, back into the warehouse proper. There's a few rooms in the back that he knows are nothing but concrete walls with windows far too high for any normal person to reach without a long ladder, and he heads there. The farther back he goes, the colder it gets, though it feels very unlike any cold he's felt in Snezhnaya. This one is unnatural, unnerving. A mist begins to creep up to his ankles, and he focuses on moving faster- this isn't good.
Ajax slips quietly into the room that contains Lumine and Aether, this blonde man shoving something down Lumine's throat. His temper instantly spikes, finger gripping into his palms with rage. But his voice is steady, calm, cocky. Dangerous. Borderline unhinged. Almost playful and tipped with poison, as he walks into the room, a crazed bloodlust in his eyes.]
I'd step away from her if I were you.
[His silhouette appears from the shadows, walking toward the blonde man, his eyes locked on him.]
Pierre, my old friend, who would have thought we'd meet again like this? I'm so glad we have this opportunity. Maybe you'll be able to finish the fight you started this time?
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He heads towards some of the offices inside, and he can hear voices within. Some he recognizes, some he doesn't. They aren't talking about anything important, so he rules out that Lumine is in there, or Aether. It would be too easy to find them here anyway, and it's not like this is a spot that's hard to corner someone in, given that there's windows to be utilized.
So their people here are in on it too, it seems. But Ajax doesn't have time to deal with them now, so he keeps moving, back into the warehouse proper. There's a few rooms in the back that he knows are nothing but concrete walls with windows far too high for any normal person to reach without a long ladder, and he heads there. The farther back he goes, the colder it gets, though it feels very unlike any cold he's felt in Snezhnaya. This one is unnatural, unnerving. A mist begins to creep up to his ankles, and he focuses on moving faster- this isn't good.
Ajax slips quietly into the room that contains Lumine and Aether, this blonde man shoving something down Lumine's throat. His temper instantly spikes, finger gripping into his palms with rage. But his voice is steady, calm, cocky. Dangerous. Borderline unhinged. Almost playful and tipped with poison, as he walks into the room, a crazed bloodlust in his eyes.]
I'd step away from her if I were you.
[His silhouette appears from the shadows, walking toward the blonde man, his eyes locked on him.]
Pierre, my old friend, who would have thought we'd meet again like this? I'm so glad we have this opportunity. Maybe you'll be able to finish the fight you started this time?