The whole evening felt like an eternity, dinner was called and Anya was seen again, But Jones wasn’t. He barely left his room at all, nearly pacing a dent in the floor until finally some part of his tired mind convinced him that if Jones really was going to come after him, Jones would have at this point, right?
He wasn’t sure if he felt better about that or not
But at this point, most of crew should be asleep, Including Jones, So sneaking down to the showers for a bit seemed like the best way for him to calm down
He grabbed some clean clothes before leaving, only stopping to grab a clean towel before heading down to the showers
As creepy as the near silent ship could be, it was almost oddly relaxing being the only person awake. The soft rumble of the engines and glow of the nighttime screen cast the whole lounge in an overall cosy atmosphere, he almost didn’t want to leave but honestly? He was pretty sure he stunk at this point, so down to the showers he went
Setting the clean linen down, he began undressing; shoes, coveralls, socks, shirt…
He paused in front of the mirror, hand carefully grazing over the bruise on his ribs. It really wasn’t as bad or big as it felt earlier, his wrists weren’t sore anymore either
He had spent over a hundred years trapped in the darkest pits of the underworld, Tortured endlessly and forced to change into something he barely recognized anymore.
He had fought and run and begged and threatened and submitted and pushed until he felt like he had nothing left inside, Nothing left worth fighting for.
In a moment he made what felt like a crazy decision to write a letter and send it out, Of course he didn’t expect much to come of it, Probably much expected the lowly demon to eat it the moment he took his eyes off it, But instead he got a reply.
And then another.
Everyday he found himself watching the sky for more then just the birds and beasts flying over head, Everyday he felt himself fighting a little harder to make it to tomorrow, To read and write.
Through all the hell he’s been through, And the pain and bloodshed, It felt like he was finally at the end of the journey.
So why were his feet frozen to the cold stone? Why did it feel like his chest was going to collapse in on itself? Why couldn’t he steady his breathing or heart rate?
His eyes were locked onto the cool, Shimmering surface of the pool in front of him, The unsanctioned tear between realms that would finally free him from this nightmare.
Finally get him to one reason he’s kept fighting so long for…
He nearly jumped feeling Frida’s hanf on his shoulder, Looking up at her for only a moment before she, In her usual impatient manner, Shoved him through the rift.
It took him a moment to readjust, The air feeling cooler and smelled fresher, The stone beneath his feet still cool but no longer unnaturally so, There were no lost souls to light up the cave but the pool still shimmered just enough for him to see
“… Apollo..?”
( @apollo-is-appalled sooo I tend to get a lil carried away when writing, lmk if I should change anything)
*June sighed in frustration, she barely got a chance to start her usual work day before that annoying anon showed up again and did this to her
Nearly shoving her cleaning supplies back onto the shelves, already feeling the hot pressure in her gut build, she knew she had to hurry back to her room to avoid making a fool of herself
Even if she did, she could probably talk her way out of long conversations maybe, tell people she super busy or headed to the bathroom, that works on most people, right?
Just maybe not-
Her train of thought crashes just as quickly as she manages to walk straight into someone back, stumbling back slightly as she blinked in surprised*
You wanna interact with someone? I can help with that!
(locks Jon and Curly in a closet)
Wait what nonONO-
*he staggered as he pushed into the closet, Not having enough time to steady himself before the Captain was pushed in with him and the door closed with a click.
He sighed, leaning against the wall* Great.. At least they didn’t literally throw either of Us this time
