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how could i ever forget // outside the morning was cool and wet
[It's not often Ajax finds himself getting his head slammed down onto the hood of a car, least of all a cop car. Usually it's him doing the slamming.
But today the young man finds himself denting the hood, the sound of metal caving in under his head ringing in his ears. Not exactly the ideal situation he was hoping for, but he figured sooner or later he'd have a run in with the cops due to the sensitive nature of his profession, but that doesn't mean he has to like how inconsiderate they are with him as they cuff him and throw him in the back of the paddy wagon. Not that he was considerate to them when he was discovered, as evidenced by the blood all over his clothing and knuckles from the fight he'd gotten into with them. How he managed to avoid getting shot is beyond him- plenty of shots were fired, but that hadn't stopped him from knocking a few of them out.
It's just too bad he'd been instructed that he couldn't kill anyone, or else he'd of gotten out of there without being caught.
The lights of the police station are bright, almost too bright from the contrast of how dark it was outside. Ajax squints as he's dragged inside, held tightly by two cops who hurry him through the station, but not fast enough that he doesn't catch a glimpse of the secretary behind the desk as they come in. Pretty, blonde, looking like she'd rather be anywhere else. Gorgeous eyes, ones that catch his attention almost immediately as he's being shoved towards the back, shining with a radiance that captures him instantly. His eyes lock with hers, feeling something silent yet powerful surge through him from this tiny, insignificant interaction. He doesn't even have a moment to think further on it, before he's so rudely interrupted.
Get moving.
The curt voice of the bigger cop on his right cuts through the moment, anger welling up in Ajax's chest and something dark stirs in his core. If he wasn't cuffed and being restrained, he'd turn that guy's face into a new work of art, something so abstract some insane art collector would gladly pay millions for it.
No sooner had Ajax been ushered in, he disappears from sight as he's taken back into an interrogation room, the mysterious blonde no longer in his sights, now getting shoved into a corner of a room.]
What's with this? Don't you even have the courtesy of giving me a chair to sit in, at least?
[From outside of the room, muffled noises of a scuffle as the cops lay into Ajax can be heard, the loudest of which is a thud of a body slamming into a wall, accompanied by a groan from the ginger kid. Though little do any of them know, their real problems haven't arrived just yet, waking from their slumber right outside of the city...]
But today the young man finds himself denting the hood, the sound of metal caving in under his head ringing in his ears. Not exactly the ideal situation he was hoping for, but he figured sooner or later he'd have a run in with the cops due to the sensitive nature of his profession, but that doesn't mean he has to like how inconsiderate they are with him as they cuff him and throw him in the back of the paddy wagon. Not that he was considerate to them when he was discovered, as evidenced by the blood all over his clothing and knuckles from the fight he'd gotten into with them. How he managed to avoid getting shot is beyond him- plenty of shots were fired, but that hadn't stopped him from knocking a few of them out.
It's just too bad he'd been instructed that he couldn't kill anyone, or else he'd of gotten out of there without being caught.
The lights of the police station are bright, almost too bright from the contrast of how dark it was outside. Ajax squints as he's dragged inside, held tightly by two cops who hurry him through the station, but not fast enough that he doesn't catch a glimpse of the secretary behind the desk as they come in. Pretty, blonde, looking like she'd rather be anywhere else. Gorgeous eyes, ones that catch his attention almost immediately as he's being shoved towards the back, shining with a radiance that captures him instantly. His eyes lock with hers, feeling something silent yet powerful surge through him from this tiny, insignificant interaction. He doesn't even have a moment to think further on it, before he's so rudely interrupted.
Get moving.
The curt voice of the bigger cop on his right cuts through the moment, anger welling up in Ajax's chest and something dark stirs in his core. If he wasn't cuffed and being restrained, he'd turn that guy's face into a new work of art, something so abstract some insane art collector would gladly pay millions for it.
No sooner had Ajax been ushered in, he disappears from sight as he's taken back into an interrogation room, the mysterious blonde no longer in his sights, now getting shoved into a corner of a room.]
What's with this? Don't you even have the courtesy of giving me a chair to sit in, at least?
[From outside of the room, muffled noises of a scuffle as the cops lay into Ajax can be heard, the loudest of which is a thud of a body slamming into a wall, accompanied by a groan from the ginger kid. Though little do any of them know, their real problems haven't arrived just yet, waking from their slumber right outside of the city...]
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Meanwhile, Yoimiya gives him an incredulous look. HE'S TALKING TO A FISH TOO!!! Why does she get dragged for it???? RUDE. ]
Please do! Your stink is making the air so putrid that it's a miracle I haven't covered my nose.
[ And oh boy, riled up she is. Not wanting to give in to this ginger brat, she lets out a hmph, turning the other direction towards her goldfish companion. Of course, she makes sure to say this LOUDLY: ]
Don't worry, he's just jealous he can't summon a little pet. I'm willing to bet all the mora in my pocket that I've progressed on my powers far faster than he has.
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Though, Ajax doesn't make it far. Yoimiya's challenged him now, and he only glances backwards with the same smirk on his face.]
Oh? What was that again?
[Now, to Ajax, this is no laughing matter, or something to toy with just to win an argument. But her words have ignited a competitive spark, one that flares somewhere deep within him. He called on that power before, and kept control of himself. And he has to do it again, for their own sakes. To keep them safe, even at the cost of his own soul.
But if he's going to do it, he might as well have a little fun while he's at it.
Think like a king. Like how he was before, like how Yoimiya changed her perspective. He changes his mindset to that of one with power, control, leadership. He's in charge and it's his duty to keep his beloved queen safe, so they could take charge and rule this land as they were always destined to. He can feel how the dark monster inside of him chitters with glee, but Ajax only takes a deep breath and reaches down deep within him to grasp a hold of the power it offers, telling it to obey him, and remember its place.
On the outside, abyssal energy swirls around him, dark and toxic just as it had the day before. Taking a deep breath, Ajax eyes close and he relaxes his body just enough to let the power surge through him and begin to manifest around his arm, the polygonal texture of which digitizing around it before it clasps around it with a clap of dark mist and power. Ajax opens his eyes once again to close his hand into a fist, flexing it over and over while looking at his armored arm with a sense of victory, their squabble practically forgotten.]
...Easier than I thought it would be. Huh...
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Refusing to fart in front of her is coward's behavoir.Now, she doesn't know him extremely well but after spending time with him over the course of these long weeks, Yoimiya has picked up that he can be a little competitive. As soon as she sees him turning around, the smile on her face twists into a smirk way too smug for her own good, taking delight that she got him hook, line, and sinker. Seeing that competitive spark ignites into a burst of fireworks is a treat, and this little brat has no qualms crossing her arms as she watches his feeble attempts to one-up her.
The longer she watches him, the smug smirk on her face begins to melt away slowly. Her eyes grow wide with awe as dark abyssal-like energy surrounds him, reminding her of that toxic fog he used against that horrible monster. Even more impressive is that it seems to digitize right in front of him as if he's got complete and total control of how to meld and form the energy to his will. Yoimiya stands there with her jaw wide open, impressed, amazed, and completely forgetting all about their bratty banter when the armor dons his arm with a simple clench of his fist. ]
Incredible!
[ Even the goldfish is impressed! The little fella leaps into the air with a flick of its tail. ]
What do you know, looks like you are starting to get the hang of your powers.
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His shoulders heave up and down with the weight of the armor, not because it's heavy, but only because of what it's doing to him. Ajax's body was already relaxed to let it flow out and form on his arm, but the tension left was making it hard to breathe, to move. With one heavy sigh, he lets that tension go, cautiously letting himself settle into the power flowing around his body. He turns back to Yoimiya, expression bright with triumph before it settles back into the familiar smirk he wears when he's accomplished something.]
Our last opponent gave me some ideas of how to handle it. That monster inside of me wants me to let go and "accept who I really am," but I don't have to capitulate to it completely. As long as I am the king and it is the servant, this power is mine and mine alone to command. At least, that's my theory.
[Ajax's eyes flash dangerously in a way they've never done before, and from beneath his shirt is the glow of lines forming farther with the mark- slowly but surely, the fin becomes attached to a body, though incomplete. He doesn't notice this phenomenon, only feeling how his abyssal energy obeys his will as long as he concentrates on the right feelings and mindset.]
So, what was that you were saying before? [He remembers the squabble now!] You didn't think I was as far long with my own power than you?
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Let go and "accept who he really is" ... that statement floats around in her head. What exactly does Ajax need to accept? And what does "who he really is" even mean? The first thought that pops into her mind is the weird king and queen transformation they take on in the heat of battle and sex. His theory makes sense to her, it's the only logical conclusion she could come up with because who else could he possibly be other than Ajax Volkov?
Argh. Her head is beginning to hurt from all this thinking. Thankfully, Ajax brings her to bring back to reality when he brings up their squabble. Yoimiya wastes no time shooting him a look, wrinkles her nose at him, ready to bite back against this ginger brat. ]
Hmph! Don't get arrogant just because you created some fancy schmancy armor around your arm. You still have yet to summon a cute little pet like I have—
[ As Yoimiya is in the middle of her bratty tirade, she recalls a peculiar light shining from inside of his clothes. ]
Hey, wait. Ajax... I think I saw a faint glow underneath your shirt.
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Hm?
[This thought process gets cut short, looking down when she mentions that there's a glowing under his shirt. He can see it, how his mark has grown and is glowing under his shirt- to which he pulls off almost immediately to reveal the fading glow of the now half-formed goldfish on his chest.]
That's...
[Hanabi....]
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totally not because she wants to admire those chef's kiss worthy pecs of hisshe easily surmises the glow is emitting from the mark itself but it's the why that's a mystery to her.Once the shirt comes off, she's greeted with a sight neither of them expected. The mark is no longer just a tail and has now, taken the shape of a half a goldfish. ]
It's Hanabi!!!
[ Okay, the fish pattern doesn't necessarily mean the mark is Hanabi but let this girl live in her fantasy land even for a little bit, the goldfish is important in her mind...
Crazy Yoimiya tangent to the side, how does one begin with this??? She's got questions out the wazoo, questions that she can't inquire because Ajax doesn't know any more than she does. ]
Do you feel any different?
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Well...not really. Other than finally being able to use my armor, I feel exactly the same.
[And as the glow of the mark fades completely, he stands still, confused.]
At least having Hanabi as my mark makes a little bit of sense. It's another proof that you and I are extrinsically linked to each other in some way, as if our relationship to each other because of it didn't already make it obvious...
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Yeah, you've never been connected with goldfish so there's really no denying that fate, destiny, what-have-you, keeps linking us together. [ Suddenly, a thought dawns on her ] Wait...
[ Yoimiya was so caught up with her attempts to summon her little fire fish that she didn't even notice anything taking shape on her body. She quickly pulls off her shirt without thinking, and would you know it, her chest now harbors a half-formed shape of a whale. ]
Oh, that's definitely part of a whale.
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Huh...why did they expand now? Was it because we've grasped a hold of our own power?
[It's the only thing that makes sense to him in the moment...both of them managed to control a portion of their magic, power, or whatever it is.]
And here I thought we'd solved a mystery, only to be presented with another one. At least this one isn't as pressing.
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That's true; at least we can take our time to figure this out. The most important thing is to get our powers under control so we'll have plenty of ammo to fight the monsters with.
[ And they will need all the help they can get. She hates to think about the monsters getting stronger too, that's the last thing they need on their plate. ]
I'm also quite curious about your connection with whales. You already know about my admiration for goldfish, so you acquiring a goldfish mark because of me makes sense. I feel like that dream you told me about has to mean something.
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[What could it mean? It's a question he's asked himself more than once, over and over.]
I too, wonder often what it could possibly mean. I'd always thought it just a strange dream that always stuck with me but...now, I wonder if there's more to it.
[Now that it's branded onto Yoimiya, and it's clear their marks are related to each other somehow, he can't really write it off. It was easy not to think about it all that hard, but he can't ignore it now. Ajax hopes that the answers will come sooner rather than later, but of course, that's never how things work.]
Unfortunately, I don't think things will shake themselves out here anytime soon. For now, I'm happy that we've got a little more firepower on our side. Relying on desperate situations would've eventually ended one of our lives. I think we should do a little bit of training while we're here...we already know that our powers can't hurt each other. What do you say?
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What a mess they've found themselves in. With any luck, she hopes they'll get to the bottom of this mystery soon, for his sake. This dream sounds like it's been bothering him for a long while, and will probably confound him even more after today.
Come to think of it... what exactly was that dream she had last night? But before she dwells on that thought, she perks up at his suggestion to train. ]
Yeah! This will give me a chance to show off my might and kick your butt a lil for being a stinky brat.
[ Pot calling the kettle black is strong with this one. Grinning, Yoimiya gets into position with her cute goldfish companion at her side, she still doesn't have a weapon but that won't stop her from taking whatever Ajax dishes out. ]
Don't go easy on me, okay? I still haven't had any luck summoning the bow but a hands-on demonstration might be what I need.
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[Ajax laughs, taking his own fighting stance against hers. He's not really sure how much hand-to-hand combat Yoimiya's experienced in her life, but he guesses he's about to find out. His stance leads with his armored left arm- still swirling with chaotic, abyssal energy- and he grins at her from the small distance apart from each other.]
But I don't think your little goldfish there is going to help you. Swimming around and looking cute isn't a combat technique.
[The taunt is plain and simple, and just to add to the insult, Ajax beckons her to come at him first. He wants to see how she'd even begin an assault.]
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Don't let him get to you, I'll protect your honor! In the meantime, you take your time figuring things out and when you're ready, get him when he least expects it and make this guy pay for disrespecting you.
[ Because clearly, the goldfish is super offended by Ajax's taunt as it... swims around in the air, looking adorable with its bright flickering flame. That's the face of a fish that got its feelings hurt. Clearly.
Not willing to take this sitting down, Yoimiya gets easily baited into his taunt and begins the spar by rushing at him. With both fists in the air, she attempts to swing at his unarmored arm with her right hand. ]
This is for Hanabi!
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Ajax's eyes easily follow Yoimiya's movement, laughing as he pivots his right side out of the way to keep his left arm and side facing her, dodging her attack.]
You can do better than that, can't you? Wildly swinging at me like that isn't going to do much of anything. Here, let me give you somewhere to hit.
[He opens up his solar plexus right to her- grinning at her as if she has no chance of hitting it. He's got a feeling Yoimiya's never been in a fist fight before...]
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As expected, he dodges like a pro. His quick maneuver is a little frustrating but nothing compares to the annoyance of him blatantly taunting her with his solar plexus wide open. ]
Are you normally like this around girls? Bratty, annoying, and full of hot air?
[ Instead of going for the obvious trap he has set for her, she takes her leg and gives his ankles a good swipe to try and throw him off his rhythm. ]
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[He has to drag his feet back against the dirt floor as he quickly dodges another attack from Yoimiya. That was close, going after his ankles like that! What a mean girl.]
I just like a little fighting talk is all, hahaha. What, you don't like it?
[And to prove her point, he sticks his tongue right at her, making the silliest face he can while he lets her take another swing at him.]
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Oh, I don't mind fighting tall in the slightest, especially if it means I get to wipe that smug smirk off your face.
[ and just to see what happens, she raises her fist to aim for his open chest... only to reach over and pinch his nose. ]
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-turns out she was just going for his nose anyway. He closes his eyes the second he realizes her hand is slowing down not to hit him, but pinch his nose between her fingers. Playfully, he tries to blow out some air through it, but of course to no avail as it's closed shut- forcing his eyes to open with amusement.]
Your fiery disposition truly matches your powers, Yoimiya.
[No wonder it was so easy to like her, so easy to fall into bed with her under the influence of their marks...she's kind of great.]
Want me to teach you how to really come at your opponents? I think you'd do well with a class or two under your belt.
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Oh? Does this mean I'll learn how to kick your butt underneath your training?
[ Well, there's only one answer this firey girl can give. ]
Absolutely! Wouldn't hurt to learn extra methods of defending myself when I can't summon the bow.
[ Summoning a bright, purple bow in a crowded street just screams trouble. ]
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That's a good attitude. With that, hopefully there will be times where you don't need to rely on that bow to defeat your enemies.
[Pushing himself off the wall now, he ponders on what to teach Yoimiya first. Probably some basic stances and how to throw a punch without breaking your wrist sort of things.]
It won't be easy, and if you're ready, we can start now. I can't really train properly with you if you don't know much about combat anyway, and there's no telling if the monsters after us will be even more powerful than the ones we've dealt with before.
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[ Yoimiya sends a glance over at her new firey fish pal swimming around in the air. After some nodding and a yeah muttered under her breath, she turns her full attention to Ajax. ]
Goldfish friend says she'd like to learn to fight as well.
[ There's a lot to unpack here. How does she know the fish's gender? Why is she under the impression it wants to fight? Who knows. Yoimiya is a breed of her own. ]
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Alright...I'm not really sure what I can teach her, but I can teach someone with arms and legs. Let her know to just pay attention and interpret it in her own way.
[It's a her then?????]
Here, go ahead and stand in a sturdy position, as sturdy as you think. I'll show you why your stance isn't as sturdy as you think it is.
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At least he isn't making of her this time, looks like he's finally coming around on goldfish. Yoimiya excitedly looks over at her friend, nodding her head and motioning for the fish to follow her lead. And it does! By swimming over in the most adorable manner. ]
Okay! I'm not sure I know what I'm doing. Hmm... how is this?
[ She get into fighting position, holdig up both of her fists like she's about ready to throw hands. The fish is right there with her, holding up her.... fins. ]
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tmw you realize childe would have been a smash doc kid if he was real lawl
oh god he would... time for you to make that your next au
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