Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving | By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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London Calling
The sun was bright and almost glaring as Ajay walked back to her apartment. She was never really out at this time of the day. She was either training, in a match, or sleeping. There wasn’t much time for anything else anymore because her life had become so monotonous from her job. Even with the little bit of time she had outside she really didn’t take the time to enjoy it as she hurried back to her apartment.
She debated if she wanted to hit one of the liquor stores on her way home but decided not to. There was nothing in her contract about being intoxicated before a match. There actually weren’t very many rules on Solace or any territory that was under The Syndicate treaty. Ajay knew that if she wanted to kill someone for absolutely no reason at all she could. That wasn’t to say that someone wouldn’t come after her. People on Solace pretty much kept to themselves and didn’t start much trouble. She was pretty much protected by The Syndicate because of her job; so she never really worried about it.
She made it back to her place in no time. She let D.O.C. out into the apartment to roam and then sat down at the table near the kitchen to reread the text message from HQ that was sent out to the Legends yesterday. Ajay wanted to see if she could figure out who everyone was paired with this time around since Apex was skimping out on the Legends real names.
Her body ached at the thought of being paired with Mikhail. He wouldn’t have been her first choice but she didn’t have a say in the matter. She really had not made the time to get to know him but he didn’t make the time to get to know anyone. She thought that maybe she could turn their relationship around in the arena. She sighed and slumped into the sofa as she viewed the text message.
Ajay:
Congratulations on your victory. Tomorrow you will be paired up with Caustic for Duos night. Please be ready in the transport ship at the regularly scheduled time. Team names are listed below. MRVN will be out for repairs. Teams are as listed:
Bomb Squad
Void Hunting
Science is the best Medicine
Speed can be Tricky
Ajay knew that bomb squad would be made up of Anita and Makoa. She wondered if they were paired up again in hopes to get redemption from their previous match last night. Voiding Hunting was Renee and Bloodhound. “At least she don gotta be with Mikhail again.” She knew that Renee worked well with anyone that she was on a team with. Anyone was lucky to be with Renee. Science is the best Medicine was obviously Mikhail and herself. Speed is can be Tricky was someone that would be paired with Elliot.
“Speed is Tricky? Another Legend? They sure are pushin dem out quickly” She thought that maybe with all of the hype of the blood sport maybe it was for the best. As long as she had a job she wasn’t too worried. She set her phone down and wandered into her bedroom to change out of her clothes from yesterday. She didn’t want to deal with the fallout that yesterday’s clothing would bring if the other Legends noticed that she was still wearing it.
She really didn't know what her status with Elliot was. They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend. They weren't dating. They more or less were just fucking each other. She was okay with that and he seemed to be okay with that as well. She really didn't think it was a big deal but it was probably just easier not to let the other Legends in on her personal life; besides it was really wasn't their business to begin with. For now, she would keep her affairs a secret.
She stripped down to nothing and stood in front of the mirror in the corner of her room. She looked at the compression wrap that Elliot had applied to her upper body. "He must have some experience patching people up.” She put on a hot pink, lace bra with matching hot pink lace panties; once in a while she broke away from the routine of wearing all black. She pulled out a loose fitting shirt from her closet, black of course, and put it on. Her left shoulder hung out; just the way she liked it. She pulled out a pair of black jean shorts from her dresser and slipped them on.
Ajay sat down in front of the mirror and slipped on her Dr. Martens, lacing them up and tying them. She then worked on putting her hair up into two buns. She hated having her hair up, mainly because she forced to have it up when she was a child. She wore it for matches because it was easier to deal with. However, when matches were done, she usually took her hair down; no matter the situation.
It took a little work to make sure that her two buns were secure and battle ready. Her hair was thick and long and sometimes troublesome to put into buns. She always managed to get her hair up one way or another. She smirked at herself in the mirror as she finished and stood up. She still had some time before she had to be at HQ. She wished that she could sit around and do nothing but she wasn't that type of person.
Training in firing range was obviously out of the question since she was still nursing a battle wound. But the more she thought about it the more she wanted to get some target practice in and some training done. She shook her head. “I’ll be fine.” She gathered D.O.C. and placed the drone into her backpack. She tossed the backpack over shoulders and hurried to HQ to access the firing range while she still had some time before her match.
When Ajay arrived to firing range she was the only one there; that was no surprise to her. She actually preferred being alone in the firing range. It was nice to advice from Anita but sometimes she just wanted to do things her own way. She didn’t bother removing her backpack she just thought it would give her the upper hand in the arena if she trained with it on.
She made her way over towards the light ammo weapons first. For some reason the light ammo guns seemed appeal to her the most at the moment. She knew that she was already proficient with the pistols so she wasn’t too worried about training with them. She looked at the R99 and the R301 and thought that it wouldn’t hurt to put a little more work into those two guns. She did like the R99 in close combat situations.
Her mind was made up as she grabbed the R301 and the R99. "Da R400.” She laughed out loud at her own joke as she stepped up towards a target dummy. She shot the target dummies until her care package was ready. She dropped her care package to count the time between calling it and it hitting the ground. “Yep 15 seconds from signal ta pop.” She always wanted to be precise as she could timing so she get herself and her team out of tight situations.
She eyed the shotguns for a moment and didn’t know if she couldn’t the recoil from them. She knew that they were strong weapons and could take other Legends out in a few quick pulls. She just didn’t know if her body could handle the recoil that particular weapon. She wasn’t having to push her body to the limits of having to compete in a match every night of the week.
Ajay looked over at the Triple Take before she picked it up. Her hands trembled a bit because she knew that there would be recoil associated with this weapon. All of the sniper rifles had some sort of recoil but she figured that this one would be the easiest for her to control if she had to use any of them. She holstered the Triple Take and climbed to the highest point in firing range. She pushed her body as hard as she could and shot at multiple targets with the sniper rifle.
Her training was soon interrupted as her alarm sounded on her phone; alerting her that she had 15 minutes to get to the transport ship. She set down the Triple Take and hopped down from the sniper perch. Luckily for her, fall damage was a thing of the past in firing range, otherwise she would be badly injured or dead. She made it to the elevators and got in. She swiped her badge across the badge reader and pressed the up button to get to the loading room.
Ajay wondered who this new Legend could be. She also wondered why Apex was being so secretive of the new Legend’s details. Renee had said it was more or less to be a surprise to justify ratings; which Ajay thought was kind of stupid. How else were the other Legends supposed to prepare for a match if they knew nothing about their opponent? When she had first entered the battle royale, all of her stats and abilities we freely handed out to the other Legends; she wondered why that had changed so recently.
When she entered the loading room she set her backpack down in its usual place next to sofa and headed towards the outfit screen. She began to browse through the many outfits that she owned and didn’t own. She was still partial to the London Calling outfit. It just reminded her so much of her days with the band. She had a feeling that this outfit would make several appearances in the arena.
Ajay decided to wear London Calling for her match tonight. She smiled at herself on the viewing screen. She didn’t often admire herself because she really didn’t have anything to admire; this time was no exception. When she looked at the viewing screen she was really just admiring the outfit that she was wearing. The outfit, itself, brought back so many good memories from a wonderful time in her life. The band really helped develop strength and courage that she otherwise would have never possessed. She finally broke away from the screen to get ready for her match.
She placed D.O.C. in her oversized left pocket and dug for her pill bottle in backpack. She removed two pills from the bottle and then stashed the bottle away in her backpack. She popped the pills into her mouth as she headed towards the transport ship where everyone seemed to already be waiting. She hoped that she had given herself enough time to let the pills kick in before the match. She didn’t want to be in pain and completely useless during the match. The transport ship took off as soon as she entered it.
She sat down in the same seat that she always sat in. It seemed as though everyone had their own unassigned/assigned seats. She took a look around the ship for a moment. She didn’t see Elliot or the new Legend anywhere. Everyone was quiet; as they usually were, “They're probably thinkin of da best place ta drop.” She knew that she didn’t need to worry about where her team was landing because they would obviously be landing Bunker. She also knew that everyone else knew where her and her teammate would be landing, so they really wouldn’t have the upper hand.
Ajay closed her eyes and tried to coax herself to relax until the countdown clock started. She wondered if anyone would hot drop with them. Once she heard the countdown clock begin she opened her eyes and stood up. She walked over to Mikhail and tried to force a smile as she spoke to him, “Yuh ready Mikhail?” He sneered at her, “That’s Dr. Caustic to you, simple combat medic.” He turned around as the clock hit zero and dropped by himself from the ramp and into the arena.
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