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Fuck.
Kitty was glancing down to check the time - could she still catch the drunk ferry? - when she realized her ring wasn’t where it had previously been. And, yeah, okay, she was hurt. But not that badly. And she’d just bought that.
“Yeah, okay, Posho. I don’t actually have time to argue with you because I think there’s some very expensive jewelry in that pile of mess.” It was pretty gross, but still fresh, so she’d dealt with worse. Besides, Kitty had always had a strong stomach.
“Oh, you’ll be an absolute babe and not, y’know, go talk to any…police officers about this, I hope.” The specific bar she’d just been in was mostly full of criminals, so a little murder wasn’t anything unusual. But loss of blood had kept her from thinking not to reveal so much to a stranger.
As if he’d tell the police anything, especially concerning these corners of the city. He knew how absolute brutal police could be now a days. He wasn’t about to snitch to the cops. Far from it, in fact. He had no need for them to sniff like a dog in this place. The business deal was still on the plate, so for them to be searching around would not end well for him.
“Oh, then by all means go search for said expensive piece of jewelry.”, he answered with a blunt tone, eyes turning into a hooded state as a small smirk fell on his face.
“But trust me...”, Ajax started as he walked closer, being sure to step around anything that would ruin his boots. “I wouldn’t gain anything from the police coming here.”.
₯ “Her powers…That’s something you’re going to have to witness on your own.” He was surprised he was able to at least give the man some information on about it.
Ah, asking all the questions. Greed isn’t going to lie, but he’s not going to tell the man the truth either. “With my help. I’m going to help you get to her. She’s heavily guarded, but I’m sure that’s nothing you can’t handle.” He runs his fingers over his chin, “I can’t give you any more information, because a lot of it, you have to find out for yourself.” Armageddon was not an easy topic to talk about.
If anything, his pride grew at the words falling from Greed’s mouth. ‘But I’m sure that’s nothing you can’t handle’. It was nearly like music. A somewhat cocky smirk spread across his lips despite the fact that this man was being considerably rude. Especially with the fact that this man, this extremely irritating man, was handling this place that Ajax owned as if it already was his to manipulate. He didn’t quite like the thought of that.
“Is that so.”. Possibilities upon possibilities flew through his mind at what he could use Armageddon for. And oh, oh there was so many of them. “So you have an inkling of knowledge about where she is.”. It was no question, merely a statement. There would be no deal if the other man knew nothing.
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▍ Face claim: Ed Skrein (Deadpool, Transporter: Refueled, Game of Thrones, Northmen: A Viking Saga, Kill your Friends, The Model etc.) ▍ Name: Francis Freeman (Going by the covername of Ajax) ▍ Age: 32 years ▍ Gender: Male ▍ Nationality: British ▍ Residence: Somewhere in Vancouver. (After the ending of DP, the deepest pits of hell.) ▍ Marital Status: Single
L I K E S
▍ Drink: Just regular water. He has no use for alcohol as it will cloud his senses ▍ Food: Anything. Ajax is not picky with his food. Anything that can be consumed will be consumed ▍ Day or Night: Night. There’s not much he can do in the day other than the regular business deals. Night shadows his every move, so he usually likes that more ▍ Snacks: Snacks aren’t really all that his thing - but if it should be anything, it should be something healthy ▍ Song: N/A, he isn’t that overly fond of music. Many other things are more important so he doesn’t really keep a track of the different songs he comes by ▍ Quote: “Caring gets you left behind.” - Kids shouldn’t have to think like this ▍ Historical Character: Eduard Wirths, german Nazi (Doctor) who supervised several of the experiments that were happening in Auschwitz ▍ Pet: Ajax has no need or time for pets. If anything they’ll get in the way of his work. Pets require a massive amount of time, time he is not willing to give
▍ Book: N/A, he doesn’t really favor reading. But when he do, it’s usually something concerning the human body ▍ Colour: Dark red, but also a lighter tone of blue. It fluctuates between them both ▍ Flower: Aconites (With the meaning of Misanthropy), White Cherry Tree flowers (With the meaning of Deception), but also Candytufts (With the meaning of Indifference) ▍ Sexuality: Asexual. While he is not sex repulsed, he has no lust for it nor do he really wish to participate in anything of that nature ▍ Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic
L O O K S
▍ Body type: Well built and muscular. While not being the tallest around, standing at 6′1, he takes care of his own body - To the point of being narcissistic about it. That aside, his body is made up of more muscle than it is of fat ▍ Eye colour: Greyish-blue, sometimes referred to as steel blue. They can seem harsh and intimidating in the right lighting ▍ Hair colour: When he actually do have hair on his head, it is of a darker brown. Sometimes, in specific settings of light, it can be seen as a rather mousy color though ▍ Body reference: This, this but also this
Tagging: no one!! you can’t stop me B)) i... really hate tagging people
It began to rain harder; the drops falling like rubble in the aftermath of an earthquake. She had to speak up to make sure she could be heard on the other end.
“Hello? I-I was told I could call this number for help with a…” she paused–how could she know if this wasn’t a trick? If the man who had given her the card wasn’t some kind of Neo-Nazi who hated mutants? How was she supposed to know if this was going to get her killed? Anything’s better than this, she heard in her head. She thought over it for a moment until she heard a bored clear of the throat on the other side.“I need to be cured,” she decided. “Can you help me or not?” She almost sneered into the receiver. Her heart was beating wildly–she might be talking to a sadistic murderer or a strange doctor/scientist of some kind, but part of her didn’t care. Anything’s better than this.
She heard a smug reply in her ear from the other end.
He rose an eyebrow, her voice going from sounding like a stuttering little mouse to a sneering snake. Ah, so easily she could change. It was almost a comical thing. It was easy to hear the distrust in her voice despite the amount of rain the fell from her side of the conversation. If he strained his hearing enough, he could hear the heavy downpour outside.
It almost made him glad that he was inside.
“Of course I can.”, Ajax hummed in reply and leaned forwards in the chair, the leg resting upon it’s partner coming down to stay flat on the ground - the foot tapping away at the hard cement. “Curing you is the easy part. Your small...”, he stopped and held in a small laugh, the utter ridiculousness of every single one of these conversations kicking in. How they thought he’d cure them of either diseases or their own mutation, when in reality he’d harness their power for his own gain. But what they didn’t know they didn’t have to worry about.
“... Problem, will be the most simple of tasks.”.
♕ There’s a smile, “I remind a lot of people of A LOT of things and…someone.” He says with a chuckle at the end. “Judging by your….attitude, I’ll safely assume you have a burning hatred toward this guy.” He’s amused, clearly. He loves it when people react a certain way, whether it was because of somebody else, or him. MOSTLY he’d prefer if it was because of him. It meant he had power.
“Absooooolutely nothin’.” He pauses then adds, “though…I’m sure you’re aware that there’s been people knowing about your….Mmmm-little hobby?”
While he wouldn’t call it a burning hatred for Wade, he would call it a... Strong sense of dislike. There was something about Wade that made his gut clench in pure anger and fury. It was most definitely that mouth of his that started it all, but it only got worse and worse when the motor mouth had the audacity to find out Ajax’s real name and state it outloud. Oh, perhaps it was hate. But hate was a strong word.
Ajax shut his eyes, taking a deep breath through his nostrils before he fluttered open his eyelids to stare hard at the man in front of him. “And how did you know about this?”. It seemed like he only had questions for these beings.
And for a good reason.
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the rules are simple! post ten characters you’d like to roleplay as, then tag ten people to do the same ( if you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people ). aside from that, please REPOST instead of reblogging.
Scott Summers (616 X-Men, mostly comic centered)
Pavi Largo (Repo! The Genetic Opera)
Handsome Jack (Borderlands game series)
Knockout (Transformers Prime)
Mad Moxxi (Borderlands game series)
Blitzwing (Transformers Animated)
Sarah ‘Marrow’ (616 comics)
Otto Octavius (MCU and 616 Spider-man)
Eddie Gluskin (Outlast)
Ghirahim (Legend of Zelda game series)
and i’m going to tag: simply no one, because i hate tagging people :’))
Her heart fluttered at the sight of his smile, thin fingers curling around the wires monitoring her vitals as one of the machines beeped a tad more rapidly. She knew how silly it must seem, to let herself get overly excited over Ajax showing up. But in between the bouts of torture and the pain, his visits lifted her spirits.
“Still hurting.” Ellie admitted, folding her hands over her stomach with a wince. Her middle was still rather bruised from the beating she’d endured from Angel, though he must have known about that already. “How much longer do we have to do this?”
Ajax's eyes quickly moved from Ellie’s face to the machine, the beeps growing faster for a few seconds before slowly coming down to their regular speed. Ah, how curious. A lone eyebrow rose before it fell down again, and he threw a new smile on his face.
“I’m sorry to hear that. But we have to continue. The sooner were done, the better.”, he reassured the girl as he sat down on the edge of the small bed, far away enough from her so it wouldn’t cause any friction. Ajax lifted a hand and quickly let it glide over one of her pallid cheeks - the finger tips barely touching the skin - a sense of ‘comfort’ for the poor girl. If he had a heart, it would have died at the fake promises he gave her.
Unfortunately, his heart went six foot under years ago.
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Life and Death
she looks at me empty eyes polished obsidian black from a face pale as salt
a smile sickly grey lips needle teeth
“I need to talk to you.”
she reaches bone-like fingers grab me draw me in but I step back
“We have nothing to say.”
she wraps herself around me crooning breath cold on my neck like a broken vow
“We have all to say.”
touch dry sandpaper harsh shake her off
“We’re nothing alike.”
skin crawling
“You are nothing without me.”
I turn away there’s work to be done ignore her words
Life watches me go
“You fucking ruined my calm streak. You owe me $50 for another therapist appointment!” Deadpool yelled, only half joking.
He ran at Francis kicking him in the chest and pining him against the pool table.
“Isn’t this romantic.”, Ajax mused, a breathy wheeze escaping his lungs. That kick really pushed the air out of him, whether he’d admit it or not. “What will the next thing be, a dinner for two?”.
He knew he was pushing his luck. But then again, this was Wade. He had failed in killing him before. Perhaps this was some sort of personal revenge. ‘Get Wade to lose his cool’. Seems like he actually suceeded there.
“Remarkable, yea - I shouldn’t have told you that, that was idiotic on my behalf. So, I’m just going to leave you here, in your strange warehouse while I go home, alright?”
The glint within his eyes does nothing to calm her, rift tearing open just a few more paces behind her upon the concrete.
Swiftly his eyes went to the rift, both eyebrows rising to show his surprise before he made them fall down, masking his absolute interest. “Leaving so soon, and even without a goodbye.”.
Ajax reached forwards, fingers reaching out and trying to get a grasp of her jacket. “Quite a rude thing to do. How about you come over here and say it?”.
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TAGGED BY: @withscales (RII OMG NO) TAGGING ( EIGHT PEOPLE ): anyone who wants to do this i guess lmao //finger guns
ONE ( NAME / ALIAS ): dennis, but calling me lib or libertica is also fine with me B)) TWO ( BIRTHDAY ): april 21st THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): taurus FOUR ( HEIGHT ): 5′8 or something last time i checked lmao FIVE ( TIME ): 21:11 (GMT +1) SIX ( SLEEP ): this really varies?? but i’ll say from 7 - 8 hours idek SEVEN ( FAVORITE BOOKS ): dansen gennem sommeren (the dance through summer, a danish book about a healthy polyamourous relationship between a gal and two guys... sadly one of them dies at the end because lmao someone always dies in danish books), djævlens lærling (the devil’s apprentice, another danish book about an unlucky but ridiculously kind soul landing in hell by a mistake and the devil takes him in as his apprentice), the silmarillion :’))))) EIGHT ( FAVORITE ARTISTS ): rammstein, iamx, sidewalks and skeletons, cocorosie, wye oak, the neighborhood, panic! at the disco... and a heck of a lot more artists and bands NINE ( LAST MOVIE WATCHED ): repo! the genetic opera, that i convinced rii to watch with me B)))) TEN ( COLLEGE ): uhhhh, shit u gotta be more specific here buddy. like, is it the college i currently go to or??? what??? because if so i go to college for art and graphic design ELEVEN ( DREAM JOB ): aN ANIMATOR. and if that goes down the drain i want to be... a forensic pathologist... or a biology/art/english teacher :’))) TWELVE ( THE MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ): uhhhhhh... it sounded good?? lmao nah i think it was because... his nerves basically broke down, like they’re fucking fried. also he’s good at making people lose their nerve so he’s a nerve breaker, thus nervebreaking (just with fancy c’s instead of e’s)
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❝ what’s a sketchy fella like you doing in a sketchier neighborhood like this? ❞ a slow head tilt is all she offers to pair her words before shifting so gloved hands can wrap connecting fingers around the bar of the fire escape she’s casually sitting on, watching him.
A chuckle left his throat, the breathy sound sending hot air into the cool night sky. Ajax tilted his head backwards, glancing up at the woman on the fire escape. “What does it have to do with you?”. He chewed on his bottom lid, hooded eyes never moving away from her figure.
“It’s really none of your business, is it?”.
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“Oh, now this is just wonderful,” chuckle the God as he watched the man before him, smirking widely. “I believe that we could do wonderful things together, darling,” he purred finally, folding his hands behind his back.
Perhaps it was the way the words were said, or it was the way that smirk just irked him. In any shape and form, he didn’t know what to think of this man. “Oh, is that so?”, Ajax replied back, a narcissistic grin splitting his face in half. Behind steel eyes a glint of something was hidden. Pride, greed, or something else?
“Then tell me about said things.”.