[ "I've seen you walk past, towards the school nearby."
"Your companion here had first called my attention."
"A manager in a company. Perhaps entertainment. Something related to children—toys."
Something uneasy settles in the pit of Ajax's stomach like he's being watched, like he's being studied, like someone is figuring out where the soft chinks of his armor is so that they might strike. It's a gut feeling, a familiar feeling, one that usually saves his skin in the adrenaline of a mission. One that he trusts more than anything. The last time he had ignored it, it had been weeks for him in the hospital and the rookie with him not coming home at all. The scar running across his ribs throbs even at the thought of it.
The knight moves once more, this time in front of the queen to take the brunt of the assault while still allowing the queen to freely cause havoc. Childe's smile is still perfectly in place, perfectly friendly, the smile of an ordinary man doing ordinary things on this ordinary day.
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"Your companion here had first called my attention."
"A manager in a company. Perhaps entertainment. Something related to children—toys."
Something uneasy settles in the pit of Ajax's stomach like he's being watched, like he's being studied, like someone is figuring out where the soft chinks of his armor is so that they might strike. It's a gut feeling, a familiar feeling, one that usually saves his skin in the adrenaline of a mission. One that he trusts more than anything. The last time he had ignored it, it had been weeks for him in the hospital and the rookie with him not coming home at all. The scar running across his ribs throbs even at the thought of it.
The knight moves once more, this time in front of the queen to take the brunt of the assault while still allowing the queen to freely cause havoc. Childe's smile is still perfectly in place, perfectly friendly, the smile of an ordinary man doing ordinary things on this ordinary day.
(Don't you dare underestimate me.) ]