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@xakhilleus
The gym is under new management, apparently, because the sign has changed. ACHILLIFTING. What a name. You like a good pun, Patroclus, but this doesn’t qualify for the descriptor ‘good,’ and anyway, it’s a little bit on the nose.
“Ugh.”
He has the good manners to mostly clear the look from his face before he walks in, but can’t quite kill the despair in his eyes. At least the girl behind the counter is the same. “So whose idea was that name?”
when he had arrived at the other’s place he found andy sleepin on the couch. without a sound , kristoph walked near the window , unable to find the heart to wake up his friend. however , drawn in by the loud humming of the other’s dream , the boy cannot help but let it pull him inside. he is a mere shadow lurking into the world built by andy’s mind and watching as it takes shape around him. a vivid image is painted , men handling swords and spears , their bodies protected by armour. one by one they fall to their death , but the army pushes forward with a young man at the front. kristoph recognizes him. it’s the same man that’s sleeping on the couch in the real world. agile , a frightening soldier , a living weapon --- his head turns upon being called. ACHILLES ! a voice calls , making the blond haired man turn his head. this does not feel like a dream , but like a distant memory. a memory of achilles.
as soon as realization dawns on him , kristoph removes himself from the dream despite aching to see and know more. guilt is quick to appear , feeling as though he had invaded andy’s -- achilles’ -- privacy by seeing something he wasn’t meant to. he opens his eyes , the green in his irises returning , and he pulls his knees to his chest as he sits on the floor , his heart racing and body trembling. before him lays someone as old as history , a hero , a warrior --- the boy finds it hard to move on from the image of the dream. averting his gaze , kristoph waits for andy ... achilles to awaken. stuck in a train of thought , he does not get up from the floor , instead lays down on the carpet and stares up at the ceiling. // PLOTTED @xakhilleus
❛ i’m a man. ❜
@xakhilleus ♥.
it wasn’t going to be a good night, and he could feel it in his gut. the pouring rain outside his window somehow didn’t keep his mind at peace as it used to, instead the thunder stroke like a warning right through his chest.
the phonecall he got only confirmed his fear. they knew.
he always made sure to have no attachments. getting close to anyone only proved to be a weakness they could exploit and god knows he had many enemies ready to take the opportunity to hurt him.
andrew was the first thought to strike. his coat was hurriedly thrown over his shoulders before he ran out of the loft. he couldn’t be bothered to take the car, his mind didn’t even register it as an option—no. the gym was only a few blocks away and running was his best bet.
his thoughts were racing all the way over. getting involved with andrew was a mistake and he knew it from day one, but his feelings had gotten the best of him for the first time in forever, though the situation at hand was enough to remind him he had to cut and run—as soon as he made sure andrew was safe.
the doors to the gym were flung open and the silence inside it was anything but reassuring. “ ANDREW !! ” he’d called out as he ran through the ring to the locker rooms. “ Andr— ” the scarlet pool against the other’s pale feet caused his heart to stop and skip a beat. the body beside him was familiar, but it wasn’t the problem at hand. stumbling feet carry him to the other, and his hands gain a will of their own as they roam his chest and his arms so as to make sure none of that blood was his own. “ are you alright ?! god please tell me you’re alright— ”
@xakhilleus cont. x
@xakhilleus replied to your post : ❛ another conspiracy theory? — gods are...
achilles voice: i’m an atheist
enyo voice: keep telling yourself that, love
‘ I’LL BE HONEST : brendon urie could take down the entire pantheon in a singing battle. ’ @xakhilleus
❛ i don’t know who taught you manners, but they failed. that, or you’re lacking any bit of common sense, and i haven’t the desire to deal with either of those right now. ❜
@xakhilleus
❛ another conspiracy theory? — gods are real. and they’re real dicks. ❜
enyo is trying so hard not to laugh. you have no idea how much truth is in that sentence, achilles dear.
