hydrangeabloom | Forever and again

[ For Ajax, the first time he has to really run he doesn't exactly choose where to go. He simply runs, staying one step (or more) ahead of his pursuers.

So why he is where he is when he's been injured and actually cornered doesn't really register to him. His pursuers are ever relentless, and he can no longer tell what they even are any longer, but a best guess is they are experiments just like him. If they have the power of the Abyss or just something like dark gods' lingering hatred used as a superhuman drug, he's not sure, but they definitely can keep up with him when other humans would never be able to.

As for Ajax's injuries, they may or may not be from the enemy, but either way they've got him running out of options to do anything other than kill. ]

I'd keep your distance if I were you unless you want to end up just like me.

[ as if on cue to demonstrate, he coughs violently, bringing his hand to cover his mouth as blood starts spilling from between his fingers and the sides of his hand. When he drags his hand away , wiping the blood, his hand also drops something soaked in blood— petals and the head of a flower that resembles red spider lilies. it drops into the soil in a pool of blood, and it does cause the pursuers to hesitate. ]

What, not here just to drag me back for this stupid thing? That's surprising.

[ it's really not, but he can't let them sense how much struggling he's doing to keep up appearances, especially when they still seem to have some instinct of survival rather than modified to be mindless killing machines. If he fights and kill them now, this parasite they forced on him will only thrive further. He doesn't want to taint this land with it if he can avoid it.

...I really feel like I could use some help right now. First time for everything. ]

Get back, you damn cowards. Or stop wasting time and come at me already. Even I like to have some time to myself here and there without someone up my ass.

[ the Abyss infused hydro swirls about his hand before turning into a blade that he grips tightly with his bloodied hand, holding it defensively. ]

[ It's been weeks if not months since Zhongli has seen the strange Abyss-tainted warrior from well, he assumes Snezhnaya, but perhaps that is not something he should assume at all. There have been glimpses of him from time to time, wandering the wilds of Liyue — always in the most monster ridden terrain and never in the same place twice.

Really, Rex Lapis should throw him out for stalking the young woman still in his care. But he never gets close to her (Azhdaha makes sure of that), and in the warrior's copious spare time he has handled more than one monster or remnant of a dead god that the Archon would have had to call upon his Adepti for. Rex Lapis watches from the shadows then, ready to intervene should the young warrior be overwhelmed. But he never is. Nor does he acknowledge the Geo Archon's presence.

And so the two of them pass each silently like ships in the night.

Until today. When the mortal's injuries are too severe to ignore. And regardless the reason, Zhongli cannot ignore a man injured wearing that face. It brings him back to that storm so many centuries ago, where Ajax surely would have perished if he had not intervened.

Rex Lapis keeps his distance, but openly makes his presence known all the same. He doesn't want to startle the man into doing something foolish. ]

I am not here to drag you back anywhere.

[ Zhongli's eyes drift to the blood spattered across the man's clothes, the petals that fall from his lips (ah, did this man's heart belong to another), and the hydro blade gripped tightly in his hand. How resilient he must be, to handle his element when injured so gravely. ]

On the contrary, asylum is provided to all that seek it in Liyue. So I am here to offer you shelter and rest if you wish to take it.

[ his one visible eye widens in surprised before he seems cautious and suspicious of the sudden offer and who it's coming from. He glances around, then, as if to find who the familiar stranger is actually talking to.

There's no one else— is he hallucinating, maybe then? ]

...I'm in Liyue again? [ did he subconsciously run here rather than 'home', or whatever was as close to what that word truly meant. ]

Yes, you are in Liyue.

Come.

[ And he offers a hand out to the man, basalt fingers tinged with gold geometric lines running up the length of his arm and disappearing under the whites and gold of his robes. ]

You are injured such that it is taking a toll on both your body and mind. It is not safe for you to remain here.

[ Not for the man and not for who he might attack in his defensive state. ]

[ there clearly some hesitance, as if accepting will have it blown up in his face or be let of a huge joke he's not part of. Nevertheless, if he can't discern from his pursuers then he's losing more risk to others that don't deserve to get involved.

Biting his lower lip, Ajax finally reached out with his unbloodied hand even as the hydro weapon deconstructs and disappears. ]

...Okay.

[ Morax's fingers close around the man, firm but not painful before he turns to walk without another word leading him farther into Liyue. If Ajax were to both to look behind, he would see the earth subtly shift and change, covering their footsteps as well as the terrain to keep whoever is pursuing him off their trail.

Meanwhile, Rex Lapis's steps are slow and steady as they navigate the canopy of sandalwood trees before descending stone steps into a large wide valley. Tall mountains on all sides keep Jeuyen Karst protected from outsiders though one would have to be incredibly foolish (or disoriented like Ajax) to stumble into the domain of the Adepti.

Once they've made their way to the very lowest part of the valley, Morax leads the injured man to a large body of water, stretching to almost the edge of the mountains yet shallow for its massive width. He brings him to rest under the golden leaves of a mature ginkgo tree. ]

Rest here. And I shall tend to your wounds.

[ he's quiet as they go not really in b the mood for light conversation from his condition. The slow lowering of his adrenaline the longer they walk and nothing bad happens assists with somewhat tranquilizing him as well.

So he lets the geo archon lead him until suddenly he realizes he has been guided to sit under the tree. There's a nervous chuckle at him talking about taking care of his wounds& mdash; really? The geo archon is going to personally attend to him even after his their first meeting went? ]

Th...anks... I don't think you're able to be infected by this shitty parasite, but be careful all the same. All I really need is some rest, so don't trouble yourself unless you really want to for some reason.

If you are speaking of the flowers, then no I do not believe that particular ailment to be transferable. Nor am I concerned over your Abyssal aura.

[ Rex Lapis crouches in front of him, managing to make the position regal and elegant even as he crosses his wrists over one knee. ]

You are injured and in my domain. And I am certain you have seen me kept watch as you have slaughtered creatures in my domain even if it was only for your own purposes. Those actions protected the people of Liyue all the same.

In the honor of fairness, Liyue can take care of you in the same manner until you can be on your way.

[ The other seems to know more than Ajax himself concerning the flowers, so he'll take his word for since he doesn't understand anything about it. At least not why he coughs them up like that.

He shrugs slightly in reply, not trying to argue with the other about his offer, instead just sinking further beneath the hood of his cloak as he goes to lift it back over his head. ]

...I'll stay here, then.

Thank you. We shall take good care of you until you are fit to move on your own again.

[ Taking the gesture as both an affirmation and a request for conversation to be kept to a minimum (something that Rex Lapis was well versed in his less social adepti), he kneels down next to the young man and gets to work.

The wounds are washed with the pure (and perhaps stinging waters of Jueyun Karst), dried, and then covered in an ointment mixed from qingxin, violet grass and mist flower corolla before being bandaged in gauze made from silkflowers. There is nothing Rex Lapis can do regarding the miasma and other dark energy that leaks from the wounds. Nor for any petals that are coughed up during the process. ]

[ it certainly helps Ajax overall that the other tends to his injuries even if he can't do anything about the more treacherous (but less immediate) concerns. He's been doused in this miasma since as long as he can remember, and although the coughing up of petals and flower heads is somewhat a more recent development, it still feels like it's just part of what he has to deal with.

He does cough a few times, but he is quick to turn away from Morax and cough into his hand before wiping his hand rather sullenly on the grass next to him to remove the blood and wet petals.

One thing he realizes is that this feeling makes him... homesick. He doesn't know where home would be, though. He also never recalls anyone tending to him like this, so what gives...? ]

Edited 2024-02-05 06:45 (UTC)

[ As Morax wraps the gauze carefully around Ajax's fingers, a geo splint keeping the two broken ones straight for the time being: ]

I can prepare a tea for the cough, but it will only ease the scratching of your throat. You best have a trained healer have a closer look.

[ Something stirs within his stone heart (faint as all things at are not logical and agreed upon contracts are this day). It is not quite pity. Grief for certain as such was a disease he would not wish upon anyone.

Grief... and something more. ]

[ Ajax doesn't turn his gaze forward to Morax, but he does side glance to his efforts to take care of his hand, only glancing up to the archon's face at his mention of a healer. ]

If the most powerful of the archons can't do anything about it, how can a trained healer?

[ he is teaching, though, a small smile tilting the curves of his mouth upward. ] Just messing with you.

Unfortunately... There's no healer or doctor that can do anything about it. And the ones in Snezhnaya don't even know what it is.

... Not to mention, I'm pretty sure they are the ones that caused this anyway through their experiments. So they won't do anything about it unless they want to for some reason; and then I have no choice if I'm caught.

[ a small beat of silence is followed by:]

Tea would be really nice, though. Thanks.

Edited 2024-02-06 01:50 (UTC)

[ Morax furrows his brow — about to comment on the fact that being an archon has nothing to do with healing capabilities and his are rudimentary are best. But his thoughts are derailed by the young man saying that the disease was artificially induced. Through experimentation, no less.

Ah.

Perhaps he should try a bit more to keep him here under the protection of Liyue. Like with young Xiao, he senses a code of honor buried underneath the agitated demeanor and blood on his hands.

The two of them may not be so different after all. ]

It sounds like you current — master — I believe you said before... does not treat you very well.

Yeah, I guess. [ he says it with a small shrug. ]

I don't really remember, I was pretty young. [ he says it as if he isn't still young now. ]

But I think it's pretty common in humans with power that other humans are just numbers to use to get to the top. [ basically, what does he really have to complain about here, even if he's throwing up blood and flowers which is absolutely not normal. ]

Anyway, I just want it to calm down to stop being so difficult to deal with in every day life, that's enough for me. I don't need to be treated well by anyone else.

I see.

[ If any of that is supposed to paint the situation in a more favorable light, it fails to do so. And while it is true that humans left to their own devices can default to developing a class hierarchy, that is a very pessimistic view of the world. People should form a community, augmenting each other passions and skills to create a unified and cohesive whole. Rex Lapis hopes that Liyue stands to be an example of such a place.

But the young man is obviously from a less fortunate and more troubled place.

Best to let him be for now. And honor his wish (as gods are wont to do) — to try and ease the symptoms of his illness. ]

Then please rest for a moment.

I shall return with the tea.

[ Ajax nods, but when Morax steps away to a point where the human thinks he can't see, he drops his act to recouperate. His posture slumps against the tree trunk, his expression contorts into discomfort as he clutches his chest, silent wretches as he jerks forward only this situation offers no chance to hide the issue. He says nothing when he starts choking before it turns into a productive cough, albeit ananother few red petals accompany it in blood soaked as if being marinated. a small sigh escapes him before he leans back against the tree, choosing to stare up at the very vivid leaves of gold that distract him from the vibrant red and tints of black that he's been spewing. It's been such a long time now since this started. Does Morax know what it is even if it's an experiment?

...He guesses it's possible. ]

[ Rex Lapis returns in about 20 minutes, giving the human hopefully enough time to himself to calm himself after what must have been quite an eventful day. While he still might not be so talented at reading people, the mortal from the Abyss comes with the air of a lone wolf. And a prideful one at that. It would be better for the both of them if he didn't feel like he was trapped here or indebted to the Archon.

Honestly, Zhongli doesn't even know if he will still be there upon his return.

But he finds Ajax still slumped up against the tree when he approaches. He takes a seat next to him, not close enough to touch and sets down a gilded tray made of mora with a fine stone teapot and two matching square cups. The tea smells distinctly herbal, and when drunk, will slightly numb the throat with a very distinctive flowery aftertaste.

Before he allows the other man to drink though, Rex Lapis takes a handkerchief rom his pockets and carefully wipes away the blood and other bits of gore around the man's mouth. ]

Please. Make yourself at home.

None of your enemies can reach you here. And provided you do not provoke anyone, no one here shall harm you either.

[ Home?

For a split second as he looks to Rex Lapis at that word, he hears the distinct echo of perhaps what would be the archon if he were distraught—

{ ███████ never ████████ home. Why ██████ }

The sound is unsettling enough as a stranger to the person struggling with their words, but when he looks to Rex Lapis, he hesitates a moment as a vision flickers into his line of sight (but all he can make out is a silhouette.) it's gone just as quickly, but the lost sounding tone of that voice stays with him, a sudden pain echoing in his chest like he can't remember ever feeling before and—

Guilt. Guilt because why did he insist on not going home? Why did he do what he did to leave this person like this? Except he never remembers it ever happening (and yet the feelings in his chest are very real—)

Ajax blinks, coming back to his senses. He'll take the tea, embarrassed for his sudden hesitation and how it might have come off just now (like he's ungrateful or someone, but why does he even care about that suddenly?) Staring down hard at the streaming liquid, he focuses to steady his hands and swallow the sudden upset. He's never cared about anyone and their emotional reactions before, why is a detailess silhouette and broken set of words having him feeling so out of sorts? He should probably say something so Rex Lapis doesn't think this has anything to do with what he's doing to cater to Ajax right now.

Of course, what he suddenly blurts out isn't what he planned at all, and he immediately bites his tongue, but it's a little too late to interrupt himself. ]

Do we know each other from somewhere?

[ Wait, no, that's not right. Even if that voice belonged to the geo archon it didn't have anything to do with Ajax. Maybe it's just a lost memory of someone else that he's managed to catch wind of. ]

... Uh, I mean... yeah, I don't know where that came from. Not to bring up weird stuff, but do memories freely linger around here like ghosts or some such that you can suddenly just catch wind of if they pass by close enough to you? Is that a thing that ever happens here... or anything? [ he'll finally go to drink the tea while doing his best not to spill it or get worked up enough where he starts choking again. Maybe... maybe he's in worse shape than he thought getting spooked by such a little thing. ]

[ If Rex Lapis finds his actions rude, it does not show on his face. On the contrary, he actually manages a small smile, bittersweet as it stretches awkwardly across his lips.

(No. They do not know each other from anywhere. Ajax is long gone. And even if by some miracle, a piece of his Ajax lived within this person, well— he was not Morax's any longer. He deserved to live his own life without his influence hanging over him like a cloud, depriving this life of his freedom.

Their love had not been strong enough, after all. Strong enough to bring Ajax home.) ]

The lands of Liyue — like all of Teyvat — are criss-crossed with many powerful Ley Lines. Energies of being long since past. Some attract monsters, some protect treasures, and some allow up a brief glimpse into the memories of those that walked before us.

[ Even if Morax knows there are no Ley Lines in this particular sanctuary. Otherwise, Azhdaha would never leave this place as such energies draw him in like a cat to catnip. Nor would Morax have this man rest in such a place with his energy signature already so volatile. ]

[ Ah. For some reason Ajax feels... disappointed, almost, to hear that despite it being the question he corrected himself into asking.

(would they having had met somewhere once before have been the answer to the something that's been missing from him? Really most likely... no.)

Ajax blinks again, looking at that smile, and that guilt feels stronger. It doesn't get any clearer, though. Doesn't understand how it would do anything for either of them. Afterall, Ajax had already said it. They would never see eye to eye, nevermind get along well enough for 'home' for one of them being around the other.

(But he has no home. Everyone is supposed to have a home, aren't they?) ]

Ah, yeah... that makes sense. [ he closes his eyes, bringing a one hand up to almost clutch at his covered eye, thoughtful.

Even if... somehow they did know each, if there really was a home for Ajax, well... wouldn't that just be particularly cruel to crack wide open? A home will not change the Abyss Flower's parasitic grip, and it's not something he imagined an archon can do easily erase it or humans wouldn't find it so morbidly intriguing for its godlike abilities.

his expression droops in rare resignation before he wipes it clean from his expression, forcing a small smile. it's clear that Ajax doesn't smile often— it's almost as if he's only capable of doing it because he's practiced it so many times rather than capable of feeling something that would cause it as a response to anything. ]

It was a happy memory, most likely. I didn't see much of it, but it gives me the impression your reputation is perhaps not so inflated. Afterall, being able to balance ruthlessness and power with nurturing and care as well as judgement and wisdom is pretty tall order, even for a god.

[ he tells his lie so flawlessly, like it's the most natural thing in the world even if it's impossible to be true with how Ajax had initially reacted.

It wasn't happy at all. The feeling was awful. Talking about it would make a stranger feel awkward at best, so if it really was a memory to someone Rex Lapis potentially knew... ]

Anyway. [ The owner felt not only guilty, but lost and unsure how to find their way back .... back... ]

...Home, huh. Well, thanks for the invitation, I'll try not be too rude of a guest. But, I have never had a home so if I'm doing it wrong, you probably should correct me, aha.

Regardless, I won't outstay my welcome and will make sure to recover quickly. [ he glances to the bloody mess next to him. At least if he's here Morax will be able to deal with the Abyss Flower rearing its head. So, yeah, this is most definitely probably the place to spend what limited time is left. ]

Edited (typo) 2024-02-11 03:27 (UTC)

[ Morax tilts his head with each statement, the stranger giving him so much information with these snippets than he was probably aware of. (Ajax, too, had been quite chatty, providing most of the conversation during the beginning of their friendship. He had taken care of planning out the activities and dragging Zhongli alongside him as well — a skill that Zhongli had admired so much about the other even if he was not well practiced in it himself.)

But back to the matter at hand, that information was best kept close to his chest (to use only if needed) while tending to Ajax's more immediate needs. Restoring the man's health was paramount. Everything else (as complicated as it would probably turn out to be) could come later. ]

I do not believe there is a way to do a home incorrectly unless one means to destroy it.

[ Which this man will not be able to do (Abyssal power or no) so that is a moot point. ]

This sanctuary is here for as long as you need it. Do not feel rushed.

[ And with that, Rex Lapis bows his head politely before getting up and moving nearby to where his "office" is. That is to say, a large stack of scrolls that require his attention as the ruler of Liyue. The population of the harbor was still small, mostly survivors from the Guili Assembly and those whose gods had fallen during the Archon Wars, but still there was work to be done.

He does not bother with keeping tabs on Ajax for the earth will tell him where he is and if he needs assistance. It will also tell him if the man needs to more thoroughly watched (if he goes after Lumine again) but with his current injuries as they are, the Archon does not see that happening anytime in the foreseeable future. ]

[ Ajax doesn't say anything to that — he's well used to it being assumed he's going to destroy everything and anything in the end that it being mentioned isn't surprising. Maybe it's just deserved because that's simply what the Abyss does in the eyes of those of Celestia. Instead, he just offers a smile in acknowledgement, the same as if he was given something far more compassionate for a response before the archon returns to his duties.

It's not like he can expect the Archon of Contracts to be a social butterfly and know what and what not to say to make his "guest" feel as truly welcome in this place as he seems(?) to want to convey. (Of course, in reality there is nothing he could ever say to do such a thing, anyway. Ajax is an outsider and he will never be accepted no matter what the geo archon claims. If the rest of Liyue gets wind a creature of the Abyss is being allowed to stay, even on condition of best behavior, that's not going to fly with any of them. )

The young warrior doesn't bother Rex Lapis from there on out whenever he is "occupied." Yet Ajax also diligently returns to the same spot he was left at whenever he does fully disappear from the area. He disappears within hours that same day despite his injuries and doesn't return until sunrise. What's he gone and done with himself is hard to tell, and he doesn't offer insights. He already knows the geo archon can know where and what he's doing if he wanted. So when Rex Lapis works, Ajax leaves or is silently and obediently under the ginkgo tree. When there, he often stares off at nothing, but there's are some points where he gets a few moments of mercy where he actually is able to fall asleep (and seems to actually sleep without stress and forced apathy of an existence he clearly has thoughts on over himself.) When the ruler of Liyue is gone from the area, Ajax is almost always gone, too.

—Except, slowly but surely there is a small stream of fruits or nuts or something of sustenance left carefully nearby his "office" for the geo archon, just in case. Sometimes, some are fresh tea leaves, carefully picked and handled with care. Maybe it's a few local critters that are doing their best to help their lord stay well in his times of work with good intentions. Who knows.

( Although he has been careful to not disturb the ruler of Liyue, whenever he's been around, Ajax hasn't been able to help himself entirely. His healing process has him restless and bored and more interested in being anywhere in liyue than stuck in one spot. So he gets chatty and invasive even, sometimes—innocently so—only returning to not bothering Rex Lapis when he's metaphorically picked up and settled back behind the play pen gate, tail left wagging hopefully that being patient will get him rewarded with more social interaction. )

Out of respect for the geo lord's efforts of treating his wounds, the mortal is very obedient and stays out of trouble. Trouble will eventually find him, but for now there is none to be found. ]

Edited 2024-02-12 01:52 (UTC)

[ Rex Lapis does not comment on Ajax's comings and goings, giving the man the space he believes he needs to heal and ground himself after whatever has occurred to him. (Rex Lapis also does not ask why the creature of the Abyss came to Liyue for sanctuary or why he stays. That is also not his story to ask when he has so many other unfinished threads of his own to untangle.)

The offerings of tea leaves and other various gifts do not go unnoticed. It is perhaps more that Rex Lapis does not know what to do with them. He takes care of himself so he certainly does not need the gifts that Ajax provides. But he is not blind to what Ajax could be implying — a peace offering, a way to pay off his debts, or perhaps even a contribution to this sanctuary to make it more a "home". Even by the most practical definition, Ajax is contributing to this place and his people, and that is all that Rex Lapis has ever needed to fold someone into the contracts of his protection.

So, the Archon repays the favor in kind. Their shared space begins being occupied by items which now belong to Ajax - a cup, a pair of chopsticks, a bowl, a plate, a change of clothes, and first aid implements for his use only when he returns from wherever he wanders to. The last gift is a knife carved and smelt from jade and gold. It's small and versatile — able to be used to fillet fish and clean game and cook if necessary. But it is also sharp enough for defense (and offense) if needed in such a capacity.

Morax presents the blade to Ajax one day as he blinks up at the boughs of the ginkgo tree, certainly not asleep but also not thrumming with some of the anxious energy that he sometimes exhibits. ]

The days are long and you seem restless. Perhaps the both of could benefit if you care to offer up some of your free time for trade.

[ Ajax tilts his head curiously, glancing between Rex Lapis and the offered gift. His one good eye does light up with an unusual interest, but seems confused as to why it's bring presented to him. ...It looks so nicely crafted, though, wow!

Shifting to sit up a little more, the young mercenary will scoot himself up into a less slouched sitting position now, seemingly more attentive. Is the other asking for him to go on some kind of mission? Or does he want something, maybe hope Ajax can take a hint and understand? ]

Sure. Do you need something, then?

[ he's not just giving him the blade for fun, right? He seems hesitant to take it but he'll slowly reach out for it if Morax doesn't retract as he does so. ]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject