Vax Breaking You Out of Jail Would Include
when he overhears the local guard talking about a new prisoner who could only be you, based on the description of your attitude even without details of your appearance, heâs mostly just surprised heâs not in trouble with you
obviously his second reaction is to immediately plan your break out
if you didnât beat him to it
a generous round or two or three for the hard working guards of this fair city and a couple of well place compliments and jokes, and heâs got a rough idea of where you are, what the guard rota is, and how tricky the locks are
he heads over to the jailhouse immediately, but finds a shadowy place to loiter inconspicuously until nightfall - the guards here were hardly the scariest opponents heâd faced but even he thought waltzing out of there with you in broad daylight was probably an unnecessary risk
he doesnât bother bringing anyone else - the whole of vox machina against a couple of sleepy town guards seemed like overkill
besides he definitely wanted to tease you about this and your reactions were always just that bit more enjoyable when you were alone together
the jail is fine, as cages go, clearly meant for nothing more than petty thieves and rowdy drunks, so heâs not worried about your safety
his only worry, briefly, is about whether or not you believe heâs coming for you but he shakes it off - of course you do. People donât go round hunting all sorts of monsters and beasts and magical weirdness to just abandon each other as soon as itâs mildly inconvenient
not long after nightfall he spots the nightshift guards approaching and moves into position - heâs already identified the loose looking window heâll slip in through, and the best time to do it is exactly when the guards are changing duties and therefore most distracted
he slips in with the practiced ease earned through his misspent youth and worse-spent adulthood and just slips round the corner into the corridor of jail cells before the night shift guards enter
he knows from the guards at the tavern that the shift starts with a review of the guard desk to make sure keys, cuffs, weapons, etc are still where theyâre supposed to be
he estimates a proper review would take maybe 6-7 minutes, but he guesses theyâd really spend about 2-3 giving it all a cursory glance
it doesnât give him long, but he can already tell which cell is yours - he can hear your annoyed muttering
he slips quickly toward you, grin already tugging at the corner of his mouth
you look up as soon as his figure passes in front of the cell, scowl ready for a guard
honestly if vox machina had enough money to cover the damages you would have smashed your way out ages ago
but then you see itâs vax and your not sure if his grin or yours is bigger
you know heâll tease you endlessly about this later but there is something great about knowing he has your back even in these low stakes
he presses a finger to his lips but itâs hardly necessary
you quietly slip closer to watch him as he picks the lock - its always fun watching him work, his quick, nimble and the faint frown of concentration
the door swings open and youâre about to rush out, when he quickly steps in, crowding your back against the benchÂ
youâre about to protest when you hear the footsteps and grumbling chat of the approaching guards
you shove vax under the bench, and sit down leaning on your knees so that your legs are forearms covered as much of him as possible
the guard comes and offers some half hearted, by-rote words to check youâre not dying
youâd usually have a retort of some kind but you just want him to leave before he sees vax and keep your answers simple
which of course is when vax pokes the back of your legs, the little shit
You pass off your jump as shifting on the uncomfortable bench and the guard leaves, but you swiftly kick your legs backward just after he does and derive some satisfaction from the soft âoofâ you hear
Vax rolls out from under the bench and frowns up at you, but thereâs a michevious sparkle in his eye
You roll your eyes and nudge him again with your foot
âSo whatâs an adventurer like you doing in a place like this?â
âWhat are you talking about? This is clearly the social hub of this delightful little town!â
âWell it is now Iâm hereâ
Heâs such a little shit
But itâs so hard to be annoyed with him when he smiles like that and looks at you with that sincere, sparkling look in his eye and - oh wow, heâs quite close isnât he?
You swallow hard, realising that he was mere inches from you, breathing the same air
He learns in just a little more and your eyes dart to his lips
In a blink, heâs back across the cell pushing the door open quietly and peeking out, beckoning you after him
As you step out, he slips his hand over yours entirely unnecessarily and gently pulls you behind him to the blind spot of the corridor
As soon as youâre close enough to the end that one more step would put you in eyeline of the guard desk, he stops, glances back at you, and squeezes you hand with a wink
Then he slips a small dagger put of his pocket and artfully flips it - the angle is tight, but it lands perfectly in the wall about two feet above the guardsâ heads
The guards start and whip around to look at it embedded in the wall
The second their backs are turned vax bolts for the same window he entered through
He jumps through first, fluid and graceful, you follow quickly after to see heâs already landed and held his arms out to catch you
Youâre so swept up in his arms you almost donât notice the shout from the guards
And youâre off, following vax through an evasive series of twists and turns
Itâs not long before the guards are left in your dust
You both slow down and stop to catch your breath in the side alley by a tavern
Its hard as youâre both laughing hard
But as your breathing slowly returns to normal, you realised youâre pressed shoulder to shoulder and his fingers are still loosely entwined in yours
âYou know youâre never getting that dagger backâ
âShame. Youâll just have to make it up to me.â
âOh? How do you want me to do that?â
Never one to miss a challenge, or a hint, vax twisted to stand in front of you, hands either side of your head, practically nose to nose
âI can think of a few thingsâ
And then he kisses you, eager and playful - but the hand that moves to your cheek is gentle and protective
You break apart and he quirks an eyebrow in question, face artfully illumated by the light coming from the window next to you
âCan I take you for a drink?â
âI would love that. We need to go somewhere else thoughâ
âThis is the tavern I got arrested in.â
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