I'm not worried about the money, [Ajax responds. How could he? To him, this is like helping family, even if there's no real familial bonds here.]
I don't really think of this as a debt to be repaid. We need to all stay alive here, because the fight isn't over yet.
[Ajax's stare is as serious as a heart attack, his tone of voice bolstered by his confidence that they weren't going to lose to the Dufonts and their gracious divine benefactors. They won't be easy to kill, not by a long shot.
But they both head up to Lumine's room, Ajax limping along the best he can, but he neither shows the pain on his face nor mentions it. He feels his heart drop at the sight of Lumine on all the machines, sleeping soundly it seems, with hardly any color to her. He closes the door of the private room behind them, immediately on the phone while he lets Aether tend to her.]
Hey. I need you to get a lab sample that's headed from the hospital downtown to their toxicology lab. Same old same old, you know the drill. It might be a little harder to get this time, since it's an unknown substance. ..... It's a bunch of small crystals, I can't tell you much more than that because I don't know. The subject was Lumine Viator. I'll contact you again with my location, bring them to me the second you get them. Thanks.
[He hangs up, limping over to the bedside to gaze over her, his expression changing from hard to determined to sorrow and back again. He wishes so much that he'd left the apartment earlier than he did, that she hadn't gone off on her own like that. If he had gotten there ten minutes earlier he could of kept her from this.
Ajax's hand grips the side rail of the bed, closing his eyes as he tries to fight down his anger that starts to rise. They'll pay for this.]
Aether. I'm going to go get my wounds looked at. There's no doubt that I've broken quite a few bones in that fight, and suffered other injuries due to the burden of the transformation and the fierce assault of that god. And to think, these are only the remnants of a thousand years ago.
[He looks to his friend, the weight of the responsibility to face off against their enemies showing in his eyes, and yet he still manages to keep a confidence about him that they would come out on top.]
Look after her. I'll be back when I have the crystals.
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I don't really think of this as a debt to be repaid. We need to all stay alive here, because the fight isn't over yet.
[Ajax's stare is as serious as a heart attack, his tone of voice bolstered by his confidence that they weren't going to lose to the Dufonts and their gracious divine benefactors. They won't be easy to kill, not by a long shot.
But they both head up to Lumine's room, Ajax limping along the best he can, but he neither shows the pain on his face nor mentions it. He feels his heart drop at the sight of Lumine on all the machines, sleeping soundly it seems, with hardly any color to her. He closes the door of the private room behind them, immediately on the phone while he lets Aether tend to her.]
Hey. I need you to get a lab sample that's headed from the hospital downtown to their toxicology lab. Same old same old, you know the drill. It might be a little harder to get this time, since it's an unknown substance. ..... It's a bunch of small crystals, I can't tell you much more than that because I don't know. The subject was Lumine Viator. I'll contact you again with my location, bring them to me the second you get them. Thanks.
[He hangs up, limping over to the bedside to gaze over her, his expression changing from hard to determined to sorrow and back again. He wishes so much that he'd left the apartment earlier than he did, that she hadn't gone off on her own like that. If he had gotten there ten minutes earlier he could of kept her from this.
Ajax's hand grips the side rail of the bed, closing his eyes as he tries to fight down his anger that starts to rise. They'll pay for this.]
Aether. I'm going to go get my wounds looked at. There's no doubt that I've broken quite a few bones in that fight, and suffered other injuries due to the burden of the transformation and the fierce assault of that god. And to think, these are only the remnants of a thousand years ago.
[He looks to his friend, the weight of the responsibility to face off against their enemies showing in his eyes, and yet he still manages to keep a confidence about him that they would come out on top.]
Look after her. I'll be back when I have the crystals.