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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving	By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The First Time Isn’t Easy
Instead of soothing, the hum of the transport ship was almost deafening to her ears. “Dis what it feels like? Dis what it feels like ta die in da arena…” Ajay was hunched over in her seat with her eyes closed. She heard Mirage nearby as he yelled, “Party at my place after debriefing. You can come take a look at your winners!” Ajay tried to relax in her seat but she had no time to relax as the ship was already landing. “How long was I out?” Apparently she was out long enough that the ship was able to make it back to HQ without her knowledge.
She really didn’t want to move from the ship, so sat there with her elbows on her knees and her forehead in hands. She took in a deep breath and opened her eyes. Her head felt like it was going to split open. It almost felt like she was having some sort of bad hangover. She really didn’t know if what she was feeling had to do with her death in the arena or from the emotional trauma that she was forced to live through just before dying in the arena. Either way, it didn’t feel pleasant to her body.
As soon as she stood up she almost fell over as the pain from her head flooded over her whole body. If it were not for someone’s arm catching her and breaking her fall then she would have been one with the floor of the ship. “I got you.” She was barely able to hear Anita’s voice through the pounding in her ears. Anita smirked at her, “The first time isn’t easy but it gets easier.” She steadied Ajay and helped her off the ship. “Thank yuh.” Anita nodded as they slowly entered the hanger and then loading area. Anita even helped Ajay into a conference room for debriefing.
Ajay was still hurting pretty bad as she went through her debriefing process. She got an ear full about removing her comms device during the match, “Which I didn do!” By that point in the conversation she gave them an ear full back about D.O.C. not working in Mikhail’s stupid gas. Ajay and the two interviewers in the conference room seemed to be yelling back and forth at one another without much resolution.
By the time she was done, all of the Legends were waiting outside of the door to see if they could hear what was going on in the conference room. Ajay opened the door and the other Legends scrambled around the room and pretended to be preoccupied with other things so that they would not get caught listening in on her yelling match. Ajay knew that they could all hear what was going on inside the conference but she didn’t really care.
Octavio was sitting on the sofa, which was rare because he hardly ever sat still. Elliot was reading a book but the book was upside down. Anita was filing her nails; which she hated anything remotely ‘girly’ related. Renee and Bloodhound were conversing, which was actually semi-normal. Makoa was hiding in the bathroom. The only person acting normal was Mikhail but now he was approaching her, “You must understand, death is the true test.”
After Mikhail’s short speech he walked away and left the room completely. Ajay just shook her throbbing head at him. She had no words for Mikhail except “What da fuck ever.” She didn’t bother to voice those words out loud because it wouldn’t do her any good. She was exhausted and really just wanted to get blackout drunk, go to bed, and forget this whole night.
Ajay made her way over to outfit screen and changed back into her civilian clothing. It was like magic every time, which was kind of nice. Anita could see that Ajay was still struggling so she helped her get her backpack on. Octavio and Elliot approached the two women as if they were going to help. Anita gave both Octavio and Elliot a death stare, which sent both of the men back to where they came from.
Elliot hopped up onto a sofa to get the attention of everyone that was still left in the room, “Winners right here.” He pointed to himself and then to Octavio, “Party. My house. Now!” Elliot hopped down from the sofa and both him, and Octavio, ran out to get the party started. The rest of Legends followed at a normal pace. Ajay sauntered out behind everyone else. She really had no hurry left in her body. Partying was also out of the question. “Definitely not happenin.”
The air outside of HQ was warm, just as it had been earlier in the day before the match. Ajay looked up at the bright moon and wondered what time it was. It felt like the moon was spinning around her very quickly. Her head was spinning and throbbing at the same time. “Hey kid, you coming to Elliot’s?” Ajay nearly jumped to the sound of Anita’s voice. Ajay rubbed the back of her neck as if it would help ease the throbbing in her head, “Nah. I’m gonna head home.”
Anita raised an eyebrow to Ajay’s response. She never knew Ajay as one to skip out on a party. Something must have been seriously wrong if she wasn’t going out tonight. Anita shrugged because it wasn’t her business, “Okay. You want me to walk you home and tuck you in kid?” Ajay shook her head, which was a mistake as soon as she did it, “Nah. Thank yuh.” Ajay forced a fake smile to Anita that quickly fell from her face once Anita left.
Ajay made a quick stop at the liquor store on her way home. She was getting the feeling that the people that worked at the liquor store knew her and it wasn't because she was a Legend. She left the store with three bottles of rum. She didn’t need Elliot and his stupid party, she could party all by herself.
She honestly just didn’t want to see Octavio again. She knew that the alcohol would only solve her problem for the night, kind of like a band aid. At least for one night she could kick back and not have to think about him. She really didn’t know what she was going to do with the rest of her time while she worked with him. "How da fuck did he get a job wit Apex?" She let out a heavy sigh.
When she entered her apartment she went through her normal routine. She kicked her shoes off by the door. She flipped on a light and set the bottles of rum down onto the dining room table. Sadly the alcohol had become part of her normal routine. She pulled out D.O.C. and gave the drone a little pat before releasing it to roam. She opened a bottle of rum and headed down the hallway towards her bedroom.
As soon as the rum hit her taste buds it was like instant gratification for her. She set her backpack down on the floor and rifled through it until she pulled out her pill bottle. She pulled out four pills and then set the bottle on the table next to her bed. She tossed the pills into her mouth and drowned them down with a large amount of rum.
The light from her phone was almost too bright as she pulled it from her backpack to take a look at the time. It was a little past midnight according to her phone. It didn't take her very long to finish off the first bottle of rum and it also didn't take very long for the liquor to hit her system. She tossed her phone onto her bed and fell face first onto the bed, dropping the empty bottle onto the floor in the process.
“Che! Che!” Ajay woke up to loud yelling and pounding on her apartment door. As she laid on her stomach on her bed she reached for her phone to look at the time. It was 2am. “Wasn’t it just midnight?” She felt like she had just closed her eyes. She rubbed her face as she got up out of her bed and nearly stumbled all the way to the entrance of her apartment. As the pounding on her door grew louder and echoed throughout the apartment she debated if she should even wanted to open the door. It’s not like she didn’t already know who it was.
When she finally managed to get the door open, through her dumbfounded drunkenness, she found Octavio standing there. Well he was barely able to stand. He was just as drunk as she was and he was more or less leaning against the door frame, “Che!” She could barely tell what was going on with his face. She noticed that his goggles were crooked across his forehead. His mask was on but tucked underneath his chin. His hair was a mess. “Che…” He interrupted her thoughts. “How da fuck does he know where I live…”
She rolled her eyes when he said her name again. There was a point in her life when she thought that she would never get sick of hearing the name Che but she did and she was still sick of it. Ajay knew that he wouldn’t leave her alone in his drunken state so she held the door open and pointed to the sofa in her living room. She would let him stay one night to sober up and then she would kick him out in the morning. She closed the door as Octavio fumbled his way through her apartment and collapsed onto the sofa. Ajay sighed as she leaned against the wall near the entry way. “Why did I let dis boy…”
As she made it halfway down the hall she could faintly hear his voice, “Hey, Che. I want to tell you...” Octavio was mumbling into the sofa. Ajay was fumbling with her coordination as much as Octavio had fumbled into her apartment. She made it a point to slam her bedroom door shut. The noise didn’t seem to bother Octavio but he did try to salvage the one-sided conversation, “Oops. Never mind.” Octavio muttered. “Maybe in the morning.” He passed out as soon as he finished his words.
Ajay sat in the darkness of her bedroom for about an hour. She couldn’t sleep because she was so angry with herself and Octavio. She was also afraid that the nightmares would come back in full force instead of the small fragments that she had been having. She finally decided that she was done wallowing in self-pity. She wanted more rum but in order to get any more rum she would have to venture out of her room. She could only hope that Octavio was asleep or had left her apartment completely.
She opened her bedroom door and nearly tripped over Octavio who was sleeping on the floor. “Why isn’t he on da sofa?” She was a little shocked that D.O.C. was tucked underneath his arm. “What in da fuck D.O.C…” She whispered as she stepped over him and her drone. She grabbed her second bottle of rum and slinked back into her bedroom, gently closing the door behind her. She was just relieved that she made it back to her bedroom without any sort of conflict.
Ajay didn’t want to think about the rest of the night. She didn’t even want to remember the rest of the night if she had a choice. She took her first career loss. “If only I had ammo.” She tried really hard not dwell on it. She couldn’t figure out why Octavio was back in her life after all of these years. It was just one more thing that she wanted to forget about. She wanted to forget him again. She just wanted to black out everything and forget that this whole night ever happened.
The smell of the rum was wonderful when she finally got the bottle open. Rum had always been her drink of choice, ever since she could remember. There was a point in her life when she hated alcohol. She hated the smell. She hated the taste. She hated everything about alcohol. She finally forced herself to like it and in the end, alcohol made it easier for her to get through some of the harder days of her life. Especially when she didn’t have anyone else but herself and D.O.C.
The taste of the rum was even better than the smell as she enjoyed a long drink from the bottle. Ajay could feel the pain in her left side, which she thought was getting better. She grabbed her pill bottle and popped it open. In her haste she spilled the bottle and pills went all over her bed. She shrugged at what she had done and retrieved four pills. She left the rest strewn upon her bed; what was the fucking point of picking them up now. She downed the pills with the rest of her rum before laying down on her bed and falling back to sleep.
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