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insurmountable2023-10-29 11:43 am
monoceroscaeli) wrote in insurmountable2023-10-29 11:43 am
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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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Ajax doesn't move from the bed, wondering how long it would be until someone came and got him for whatever nefarious scheme they were planning. He'd make them pay for this, and when he's done he'll find Yoimiya and get them out of here. Anger boils down deep within him, and he can't wait for the first opportunity to get out of here. Shifting, he closes his eyes for a moment, trying to calm himself, not realizing that a tiny friend had finally found him and come in through the bars of his cell. It drifts inwards, finally having found its target, and Ajax suddenly feels a presence in the room with him as his eyes snap open.
It's Yoimiya's goldfish!
Ajax sits up with a snap, letting it come over to him. Seeing this thing means that she's alive and hopefully well, at least strong enough to summon her little familiar. Relief paints his face, and he can't help but smile as the goldfish comes up to him.]
Boy, am I glad to see you. Can you tell Yoimiya I'm just fine? I'm stuck in this cell, but I think I can get us out of here once a guard comes to fetch me.
[If he remembers correctly, the goldfish should be able to understand him, right? He hopes so. He also hopes that this one won't treat him like Hanabi does...]
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But there's no time for idle chit-chat! As happy as this reunion is, the goldfish knows she's on a serious mission. After giving him one last affectionate rub, she pulls away to listen to his command. Thankfully, she.... somehow understands. It's truly a miracle the goldfish can nod like she's listening.
Now that her king has issued orders, the goldfish begins its descent out of the cell to report back to Yoimiya. However... it suddenly stops, turning to look at Ajax with a sudden realization.
Out of nowhere, the goldfish picks up speed and swims right at him, making a beeline straight for his chest. She dives into him, merging with his soul and enveloping him in a warmth that surges through his body, connecting his spirit, heart, and mind with his queen. Soon, Ajax will hear a familiar voice calling out to him. It sounds distorted at first but the more he hones on it, the voice will become clearer.
A...ja....x
Aj...ax....
Ajax...?
Ajax? Can you hear me? ]
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He looks back at it with a questioning look, not quite understanding what's going on, and before he knows it its coming at him full speed. He only manages to get out a quiet huh? before it swims directly inside of him, connecting with him on every conceivable level of existence.
The warmth that fills his body is comforting, soothing his worries and centering him in a way he's never felt before. It feels like a light has settled into his very soul, bright and shining like the very fireworks that paint the night sky, a presence that he kneels to with unwavering devotion and absolute obedience. It feels like his queen has finally taken her place on the throne in his mind, and happiness surges through him like a flame that lights his soul anew.
Faintly, he can hear a voice in his head, and he concentrates on it until he can finally hear her. It's Yoimiya...it can't be anyone else.
Yoimiya? I can hear you, are you okay? Where are you?]
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It's like... she's claiming what's hers and is taking her rightful place on the throne as his matriarch.
Weird sensation aside, she finally hears Ajax's voice filtering through her hazy mind. Though she can't see him, hearing his voice is a comfort like no other. She's over the moon to know that he's still alive and fairly well.
Ajax?! You can hear me?! Oh, thank goodness. I was beginning to think I was losing my marbles.
There's a brief pause on her end as she takes the time to study her surroundings.
I'm... not entirely sure. All I know is that I'm in some kind of jail cell. I tried calling out to you but didn't get a response. So I assume those awful people are keeping you somewhere far away. Where are you? ]
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I don't know. I'm in a cell too with absolutely no idea where in the building I am. I don't even know where we are in the city, if we're in the city at all.
Even with telepathy, it doesn't help them get out of here. He sighs, realizing now that they're still at square one. His head droops downward, but that helps him catch the sight of something strange going on with the mark on his chest.
Yoimiya, has your mark taken on another star? Mine's glowing...
That makes two stars on their chest, as if they were starting to make a design of their own. Like it's a constellation.]
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But there's one silver lining. Just as Ajax points it out, her eyes catches a glimpse of that blue glow shining on her chest. She lifts her shirt to inspect it and sure enough, the whale's tail grows more prominent. Now they're at two stars...
Yeah! It just now formed on my chest. I guess this means we unlocked a new power. Telepathy is nice and all but... we're still stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Once again, she sighs. It's so loud that Ajax might be able to hear it...
Hey... did they do anything strange to you? ]