Those That Come From The Shadows

Send “not just a specimen” for an AU where my muse is an escaped experiment.

Jason paused as he considered his answer. That was a highly specific question to ask. He had a feeling it rang more true for the other, but he couldn’t say for certain. He glanced the others way, trying to sum up his body language to determine a little more. Then he looked ahead again. “I don’t think it’d change my opinion of them. If they are a good knight, why shouldn’t they fight?” He shrugged.

She grinned a bit under the helmet at his response,“ so you do have a more open mind than most around here, then,” she spoke still keeping her voice and tone low,“ do you think it could ever happen? Them changing the laws about who can be a Knight?”

He thought a moment. Perhaps one day, they would. He felt like it would be for the better if they did. Certainly their numbers would rise. "Perhaps one day. Changes of heart or kings have been known to happen. It may just take someone with a fresh perspective on the throne to do so," He answered, keeping his own voice low. He didn't want someone overhearing that and it getting back to the king, but it was true.

" I thought I was over doing this, but I guess not," he sighed," i hadn't done it in years and now I get that vision thing of him and it happens," he talked mostly to help distract himself from what he was feeling. He then met Jason's eyes something he's always had trouble doing," believe it or not there was one time he wasn't mean or anything, and was actually nice and tentative, to both me and my mom," he told him.

"Trauma responses are hard to get passed, but not impossible," Jason gave max a smile that he hoped actually met his eyes. When Max met his gaze, he held it. He knew how hard it was for Max to maintain eye contact. "Oh yeah? What happened?" The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it.

Max took a deep breath," he was a good person and very attentive but one day him and mom went to the hospital cause Mom had had something I think it was a fall, I was really young, they had someone come and watch me, and then when they got back a few days later he was different and that's when it so started," he told him," I know now that my mom had gotten real sick I don't know with what, just that," he added.

"Thank you, I'm surprised at how healthy Faith is, as around the time mom got sick is the same time she was pregnant with her, which I didn't know then and that's when he started targeting me more as well until I was about ten and I ran away basically and started living wherever I could."

That’s a coincidence. Or maybe not. “Well I’m glad you got away when you could, and that we eventually found you,” He smiled. It was the truth. If if he was ten, it eventually wound up with him being here. Which was far better than the alternatives playing in his mind. "Where'd you go in those first weeks?"

Faith shook her head," as much as that may be true, you also need good sleep,Jase," she told him bringing him a cup of tea that would be to his taste," I know this isn't your favorite but it's what you need right now instead of coffee," she told him as she sat next to him," is there anything you want to share about why you've been so restless?"

Faith nodded as she listened," like white noise, noise or buzzing noises like bees?" She questioned trying to figure out what could be going on in her boyfriend's head," or actually talking noises?"

"I don't know anymore. It's all kind of blending together," He answered, exhaustion heavy in his voice. He released the bridge of his nose and took a sip of the tea. Everything felt mottled, underwater... He was drowning from the lack of sleep and he knew it. He didn't know what to do about it though. He'd already come home with blood on his hands once, he didn't want to take sleeping pills and risk that happening again. Not that he'd taken some the first time.

“All kinds, if you like spicy, we make a mean buffalo chicken sandwich or wrap. If you like non spicy we got burgers, dogs, chicken tenders, salads, and you’re regular bar foods which is just about anything fried,” Shadow explained as she looked for one of the menus meant for the normal. She finally found one and placed it in front of him to look at while she grabbed the soda gun and filled his glass with that and a few ice cubes.

Adam looked over the menu a bit his stomach growling a bit loudly,“ um can I have a burger no cheese or pickles, and then some chicken tenders?” He ordered hoping his tone was polite and that his request for the burger wasn’t too off putting.

“Sure, we can do that. How you want the burger cooked?” Shadow asked as she wrote down the order. It was a partial test and partial requirement to ask. She placed the cup of soda down in front of him as well. Another patron waved at her and she nodded in acknowledgment that she would check on them next.

“ Um, I’m not sure, I’ve not been asked that at other restaurants,” he told her then he saw the nod,“ gods, I’m keeping you from your other customers aren’t I? I’m sorry.” He added as he looked down and fiddled with anything he could that wouldn’t really have been seen unless looking at the right angle.

Adam smiled gently at her reassurance,“ thank you,” he told her as he took a drink of his soda,“ okay, either it’s just been way too long since I had soda, or this is the best kind I’ve ever had,” he spoke a bit out loud but not too loudly. While he waited for his food he pulled out his phone for a moment to check the time, he still had a bit before he had to be back, he then pulled out a book and read.

Faith shook her head," as much as that may be true, you also need good sleep,Jase," she told him bringing him a cup of tea that would be to his taste," I know this isn't your favorite but it's what you need right now instead of coffee," she told him as she sat next to him," is there anything you want to share about why you've been so restless?"

“All kinds, if you like spicy, we make a mean buffalo chicken sandwich or wrap. If you like non spicy we got burgers, dogs, chicken tenders, salads, and you’re regular bar foods which is just about anything fried,” Shadow explained as she looked for one of the menus meant for the normal. She finally found one and placed it in front of him to look at while she grabbed the soda gun and filled his glass with that and a few ice cubes.

Adam looked over the menu a bit his stomach growling a bit loudly,“ um can I have a burger no cheese or pickles, and then some chicken tenders?” He ordered hoping his tone was polite and that his request for the burger wasn’t too off putting.

“Sure, we can do that. How you want the burger cooked?” Shadow asked as she wrote down the order. It was a partial test and partial requirement to ask. She placed the cup of soda down in front of him as well. Another patron waved at her and she nodded in acknowledgment that she would check on them next.

“ Um, I’m not sure, I’ve not been asked that at other restaurants,” he told her then he saw the nod,“ gods, I’m keeping you from your other customers aren’t I? I’m sorry.” He added as he looked down and fiddled with anything he could that wouldn’t really have been seen unless looking at the right angle.

Static glanced down the hall at said bathroom. He didn’t want to know what it looked like. “Are you sick? I can find some soup or something.” He offered. He was a little awkward about it, but if he could help he wanted to.

She nodded a little," yeah I think I am," she answered as she turned her head to look at him or at least where he was at," I'm sorry, and if it's no trouble that would be good, soup."

" I thought I was over doing this, but I guess not," he sighed," i hadn't done it in years and now I get that vision thing of him and it happens," he talked mostly to help distract himself from what he was feeling. He then met Jason's eyes something he's always had trouble doing," believe it or not there was one time he wasn't mean or anything, and was actually nice and tentative, to both me and my mom," he told him.

"Trauma responses are hard to get passed, but not impossible," Jason gave max a smile that he hoped actually met his eyes. When Max met his gaze, he held it. He knew how hard it was for Max to maintain eye contact. "Oh yeah? What happened?" The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it.

Max took a deep breath," he was a good person and very attentive but one day him and mom went to the hospital cause Mom had had something I think it was a fall, I was really young, they had someone come and watch me, and then when they got back a few days later he was different and that's when it so started," he told him," I know now that my mom had gotten real sick I don't know with what, just that," he added.

" I thought I was over doing this, but I guess not," he sighed," i hadn't done it in years and now I get that vision thing of him and it happens," he talked mostly to help distract himself from what he was feeling. He then met Jason's eyes something he's always had trouble doing," believe it or not there was one time he wasn't mean or anything, and was actually nice and tentative, to both me and my mom," he told him.

"Trauma responses are hard to get passed, but not impossible," Jason gave max a smile that he hoped actually met his eyes. When Max met his gaze, he held it. He knew how hard it was for Max to maintain eye contact. "Oh yeah? What happened?" The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it.

Static glanced down the hall at said bathroom. He didn’t want to know what it looked like. “Are you sick? I can find some soup or something.” He offered. He was a little awkward about it, but if he could help he wanted to.