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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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So he's home before Yoimiya gets home, lying down on the bed just to get a little rest before he thinks about starting dinner. Groceries were already picked up, so there was no need to text her for anything. The second he hears her come in, he turns off his phone, throws on a shirt and saunters into the living room. She's standing at Hanabi's tank, but he can instantly tell there's something off. The usual energy that she has isn't there, she's not talking to her fish like a crazy person, and she seems a little somber in a sense to him.]
Hey, [he says, a bit gingerly,] how'd it go at work? You certainly got a lot of welcome back gifts, I see.
[He glances over to the table where all her gifts are sitting, but her energy definitely doesn't match.]
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wdym talking to her fish like a crazy person??? he's the crazy one for failing to understand the great and all-powerful Hanabi >:lYoimiya was so exhausted that she hadn't realized Ajax already beat her home. She jumps a little, startled by his sudden appearance but quickly calms down the moment she realizes it's him. The last of Hanabi's favorite flakes get sprinkled on the water's edge, the little fish quickly comes up to nom away. Normally, she'd be cooing over how cute her beloved fish is but right now, she's got a lot on her plate that needs to be shared with Ajax. ]
It started off okay. I was surprised to be welcomed back with so many gifts... [ She trails off, glancing over at a particular bouquet that houses a bundle of red spider lilies. ] I was so touched and excited to receive everything at first but... um, well, you just have to see this note with your own two eyes.
[ Slowly, she makes her way back to the table to pluck out a card that was stashed away inside the bouquet. She takes a deep breath to calm her nerves and with a shaking hand, she hands the card over to him. What's inside is a disturbing letter that isn't even written by hand, all of it has been stitched together with words cut out from magazines. It's obvious the sender does not want to be traced. ]
How do you sleep at night knowing you are cozying up to a monster from the Nizhnii company? Reprehensible people like you and him deserve to burn in the pits of hell.
It doesn't matter if you watch your back. It doesn't matter if you sleep with one eye open. It doesn't matter if you report this letter to the pigs at your job. No matter where you run or hide, you will not escape our wrath.
All you can do is hope that these spider lilies guide you in the hell that you belong.
You are next.
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Her shaking hand makes his temper fly into the sky, already understanding from that alone that whatever is in that note terrified her to no end. His cheeks are getting hot with anger as he takes the note from her, and that only becomes worse as he reads it.
He takes his time, reading it slowly, then reading it again. Ajax is deathly quiet, and with no one to explode at, his temper boils beneath the surface.]
Did you report this?
[His eyes are boring holes into the letter, voice even but dripping with a venom that could kill with a single drop, not looking up as he looks it over again as he asks.]
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It's a good thing Ajax is on her side. Having him as an enemy would be brutal. ]
No. I thought about it but since the note mentioned the Nizhnii company by name, I didn't want you to potentially get found out.
[ She came very close to saying something to the cops... but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Not when Ajax's life is at stake. The note may not have said his name directly, but there's always a chance of someone with some brains putting two and two together.
And for that, there's no way she could risk Ajax's safety for her own. ]
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Rest assured, when I find the one who sent you this letter, I will deal with them accordingly.
[The note is crushed in his hand, letting his rage seethe out through the contracted muscles around it rather than taking it out by leaving and hunting down whoever threatened Yoimiya. He has no leads, no where to go...and that makes him the most irritated over it.]
We need to take this seriously, Yoimiya. This is too specific and targeted to be a prank, so you'll need to be wary of where you go. Don't go anywhere alone. I'll be taking you to work from now on, and if I can I'll pick you up. Okay?
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Although the letter resulted from her dealings with Ajax, she's still thankful for their chance encounter. There's no way she'd be able to deal with the stress and trauma all on her own. ]
Okay, I promise I'll stay by your side every second of every day now. Thank you Ajax... I'm still scared but feel much better knowing you're on the case.
[ Besides, she has a feeling Ajax has better deduction skills than half the people at her job. Wouldn't surprise her if they were running around like chickens with their heads cut off scrambling to find the perpetrator while Ajax is miles ahead of them. ]
I really hate to say this but judging from the contents of this letter, sounds like the person who sent it has been watching us for a good while.
[ Just like that, the lump that's been lodged inside Yoimiya's throat drops to her stomach in a sickening, twisting feeling. ]
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No. They haven't been watching us for a good while, they've been watching us the entire time and have kept tabs on me even before we met. We've only known each other for a few weeks, and been together here for a few days. We have to assume they know everything about us until proven otherwise.
[And that's bad. Real bad.]
The only good part about it is that they don't sound like they want us to be subject to Nizhnii...they'd rather do it themselves, which means it's likely they won't tell anyone about us if they know we've suddenly sprouted special marks. But we don't know exactly what they want.
[His eyes are still raging with a fire behind them, even as he works out the details in his head. Going through every possibility, arriving at the worst solutions...that's Ajax.]
I don't like this...
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Ajax's inference is correct, sounds like the mysterious person wishes to deal their own hand rather than report them to the Nizhnii company. Because if that were the case, they certainly would have been turned into lab rats a long time ago.
Ajax is also right about something else, she also doesn't like this, Yoimiya couldn't have said it any better herself. Just when she thought things were looking up, they have yet another enemy to deal with on top of monsters, and the Nizhnii.
Yeah, she really does not like this. ]
This might be impossible to answer given what Nizhnii has done but is there anyone in particular who might hold a serious grudge against you?
[ Of course it could be anyone, someone working in the company, someone whose loved one was taken away, someone who just feels like they were wronged by Ajax, the possibilities are endless. ]
We gotta start somewhere if we want to get to the bottom of this.
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I'm pretty thorough when it comes to my job, [he begins slowly, fighting down his rage and trying to see it from more of an analytical state of mind.]
So I find it hard to believe that any singular person that I've wronged would be specifically angry at me. They shouldn't even know who I am. But, I'm also the one who gets sent out to do the dirty work, so one could single it all down to me. That letter mentioned Nizhnii by name, so that means that they have some kind of inkling behind the real purpose of the company.
[He sighs as he lands on what he thinks is the answer here, and he doesn't like it.]
This is most likely bigger than it seems. They can't get to my family, so they've just found the next best thing to get to me and my employer...you. "They" being a rival of ours.
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But before she ponders any further, Ajax makes a startling revelation that turns her whole world upside down and causes her eyes to grow as wide as saucers. She sputters, unable to process what he's saying for a solid minute. ]
Wait... did you say... rival company?!
[ Oh goodness. Out of everything, the last thing Yoimiya expected was a rival company to be thrown into the mix. Sure, she could have seen a disgruntled employee or wronged victim taking their anger out on her but a company in competition with Nizhnii was the last thing on her bingo card. ]
Oh my gosh, hold on, so you're telling me y'all have rivals? Do they partake in the same... [ a beat ] partake in the same questionable methods?
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Now, Ajax knows what their rival companies do. But Yoimiya doesn't, and it earns a small laugh out of him when she asks what is honestly a very logical question given he knowledge of Nizhnii. But he shakes his head.]
Nizhnii has always had a strong rivalry with a Fontainian company called Pouce. As far as I know, Pouce doesn't involve themselves with experimentation, let alone knows exactly what's going on involving that. But they do know Nizhnii's up to something, and they know I'm their man behind it. They'd do anything to make problems for Nizhnii.
[He scratches his head, sighing when he thinks about it.]
Remember the night we met? Who do you think tipped the cops off to get me arrested?
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Suddenly, everything makes so much sense even though it's the shock of the century.
As if she weren't already stunned, Yoimiya's eyes looked like they were about ready to pop out of her skull from that revelation. She's shaken to her core, needing a moment to process the whole scenario because she did not see this coming. Now if Pouncé opposes Nizhnii and they don't dabble in experiments, does that mean... they are actually the good guys in this scenario?
She shakes her head, refusing to go down that line of logic. Even if they have better morals than Nizhnii, it still doesn't excuse them for sending her an awful note. ]
I'm speechless. Honestly, after getting to know you, I was wondering how you got caught because you seem like you're very meticulous and careful.
[ There's no way he would stupidly let himself get caught, not without someone tipping the police off. ]
Now it all makes sense. But Ajax, your job is even more dangerous than I thought.
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[He won't get into the details on it, she's already worried enough as it is plus her own life may really be in danger. No need to frighten her with any more details...]
Anyway, I'm used to it. I've made it through so far, so don't worry too much about me. I've taken every precaution to make sure I'm safe.
[That clearly doesn't work all the time, but details.]
Unfortunately, there's no much we can do other than to take the same precautions for you- I don't know who sent that letter so I'll be unable to go to them directly to take care of it. Nizhnii, Poucé...along with what I learned today, things are really starting to heat up. We have more to discuss as well, Yoimiya. But if you need tonight to deal with that threatening letter, I can wait.
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Nizhii, and now Pounce... there's so much to take in that it's all sounding like white noise in her stressed out heart. She just sighs and shakes her head, unsure of how to even go about dealing with the letter. ]
I... don't know. Sorry, I've never experience this level of panic my whole life.
[ The stress of this whole ordeal finally gets the better of her as she crumples onto the couch with her face buried in her hands. ]
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Come're.
[Ajax presses his head against her own, closing his eyes as he sits and holds her in his arms. Though he wishes he could tear apart the people who've made her feel this terrified, he can't, and the only thing keeping him from going out right now to find them is her and wanting to give her any and all comfort she may need to get through this.]
I promise everything's going to be okay. No matter what happens, I'm going to be there for you and protect you from harm.
[He presses a small kiss to the side of her head before pressing in close again, willing to sit with her as long as she needs.]
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Maybe her meeting with Ajax sealed her fate but she doesn't care, she wouldn't trade him for the world. ]
Thank you, Ajax. I'm scared, really really scared but I feel a bit better with you at my side.
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Let's not dwell too much on it tonight. Worrying will do you no good, and you mustn't let these petty threats get to you. That's what they want, so we should do everything in our power to fight back.
[He'll do the worrying, and he's already formulating plans to get back at those assholes. Yoimiya might not realize, but Ajax has resources he can access to take care of messes like these.]
Do you want to come make some dinner with me in the kitchen? I can teach you a simple Snezhnayan recipe to make a tasty meal anytime you want. We'll do it together, it'll be nice and relaxing.
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... Okay.
[ It's rare for her not to say much but she truly is just that scared. Without another word, she slowly removes herself from the couch and goes to the kitchen while trying to steady her shaky legs. ]
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Gently, he directs her over to it, so she's standing in front of the bowl as he presses his chest to her back, arms wrapped around her middle to comfort and also be ready to help and show her how to make it.]
Here, we're going to make something called blini. It's a favorite of mine, too.
[He keeps his tone even and soothing, craning his head forward so he can press the side of it to her own.]
We're just going to mix all of this into this bowl, and stir it until it a nice batter.
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But for now, she'll take solace in Ajax's warm body pressed against her back. His strong arms are like an anchor and with him around, she feels safe from the evil forces that keep coming after them. It's easy for her to relish in his hold as she carefully listens to his instructions. ]
Like this...?
[ Stirring should be simple enough, even if she's not in the right state of mind at the moment. Her small hand carefully mixes the ingredients together, stirring until the mixture combines and melts into a white batter. ]
By the way, what's a blini?
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[He lets her stir it, hoping that just the action alone gets her mind to shift in a different direction than one of gloom. If it takes her mind off of worrying and feeling unsafe, that's all that matters to him, as he keeps his voice in that soothing tone.]
A blini is a sort of pancake from my homeland. It's much thinner than what you might be used to, and it can be big or small, depending on how you'd like to make it. We'll make small ones today, and I can show you all the different kinds of toppings you can put on it.
[He gives her a nice kiss to the side of her head as he breaks away from her momentarily, to get a skillet out. Turning on the stovetop to heat it, he comes back to wrap his arms around her again, nuzzling the side of her head before he plants another kiss to it.]
While that heats up, why don't you let me take care of the batter from here. It takes a real pro to get it just right.
[Of course, it doesn't take a pro at all- but he winks at her anyway ;)]
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Alright, show me your pro skills. After all, I'm a newbie to preparing blini so I gotta learn only from the best.
[ She lets go at his request, allowing him to take over the stirring while she watches with intrigue. ]
Is there anything else I can do to help? I feel bad if I just stood here looking pretty.
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I'll let you pour a couple, but just watch me first.
[With one last kiss administered to her skin, he breaks to take the bowl with the batter and pour small, thin circles into the skillet. Ajax pours about six or seven before he quickly gets a spatula so he can flip them, the batter cooking quickly due to how thin it was.]
See? Don't pour too much or they'll get too thick. Then it'll be closer to synriki than anything else.
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I see! Don't pour too much... okay! That's easy to remember.
[ Since it's a dish from Ajax's home country, she's determined to perfect it to impress him. Once the pancakes finish cooking, Yoimiya quickly mimics him as she pours about 5 small circles onto the skillet. A few seconds later they're ready to flip! With her spatula in hand, she carefully starts to flip the lil golden brown delicacies. ]
Blini was it? Is this a favorite of your siblings too?
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It sure is. Teucer gets very excited when I make him blini at home on my return trips. Sometimes I'll make him tiny ones like this, and sometimes I'll make giant ones, depending on the meal.
[Everything is set out, and he walks over to see how she's doing.]
Not bad. You're catching on quickly. I burnt the first blini I ever made pretty badly, haha.
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