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Wake-up Call [Completed]

Feb 07, 2006 15:32

Character(s): Ansem, Hojo
Content: Ansem has some grunt work for Hojo.
Setting: The Fortress of Darkniss™
Time: Tuesday morning
Warnings: None (for once)

( All alone in the vast bed without even his Guardian in the chamber to stand watch, Ansem did not sleep deeply nor for very long. )

ansem, completed, before restart, toshiro hojo

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mnrf. sleepy. x3 walking_complex February 7 2006, 22:05:13 UTC

Hojo made a strange sound as he pondered, blearily, whether it would be worth it to actually get up or not. Fixing up Cloud had taken more time than he'd originally assumed and by the time he'd actually gotten to sleep the sky was grey with dawn, though there were no windows in the lab so he didn't know the exact time. What it amounted to was him waking up more exhausted than he'd been the 'night' before ( ... )

alone_by_choice February 7 2006, 22:23:46 UTC

At the sight of his assistant, Ansem had to resist the urge to merely walk away shaking his head.

Saying he looked like Death warmed over would have been a kindness.

What had the man been doing all night?
...
On second thought, he thought not knowing was preferable.

Ansem despised that he had been reduced to this: two servants only, and one of them practically useless.

Because he had no choice, he simply gave the orders as if Mr. Hojo looked perfectly capable of performing them.

"There is a mercenary in the city who I wish to hire. He will be arriving at the city gates some time this morning."

Ansem cast a disapproving look at the scientist's rumpled state. "I suggest you dress so that you will be ready to escort him here."

walking_complex February 7 2006, 22:44:02 UTC

Hojo just blinked while he processed that information and he just nodded when he figured it out. Wonderful, so he had to walk back to the city... hopefully it wasn't raining this time.

Without another word he turned to go back inside, wondering what the consequences would be if he just went back to sleep.

alone_by_choice February 7 2006, 23:08:50 UTC

Either sleep deprivation had dulled the particular, argumentative nature Ansem had witnessed in the man yesterday, or seeing the state of his pet last night had sobered him into obedience. Whatever the reason, Ansem was surprised when the scientist merely complied.

Remembering that he had looked ill the night before, as well, Ansem moved to the large computer in the corner of the laboratory and synthesized a potion while he waited for his servant to make ready.

By the time Hojo returned, there was a warm parka, gloves, and fur-lined boots waiting for him at one of the research stations. Ansem turned away from the monitor at the sound of his footsteps.

"Ah, I just received a message from your contact. He is already waiting at the gate."

Either the mercenary was desperate for work, or he was unusually punctual and efficient.

walking_complex February 7 2006, 23:41:42 UTC

Hojo clearly wasn't sure how to deal with his hair now that it was longer, because he'd brushed it about halfway before giving up and pulling it back into a ponytail. He nodded again, hiding a yawn behind the back of his hand. He looked a bit more awake, but not much.

"Mm. Kay. The close ones? Uh... the, uh..." He didn't know the name of the gate he'd gone through. "The fire-looking ones."

alone_by_choice February 8 2006, 01:00:03 UTC

Ansem could not help shaking his head this time.

"The Muspelheim gate, Mr. Hojo. I am not asking you to walk halfway to Timbuktu."

He thumped the potion on the desk by the outdoor clothing, annoyed. "Here. Drink this."

walking_complex February 8 2006, 01:25:42 UTC

"Mm?" Hojo either didn't notice or didn't care about Ansem's clear irritation. "What is it?" Really, he figured he wouldn't have to walk further than that, but still. He was sleepy, so thinks were hitting him a bit slower than usual. He walked over to the desk, picking up the bottle and inspecting it curiously.

alone_by_choice February 8 2006, 01:30:01 UTC

He did not object to walking four miles in unpleasant weather, but he was questioning Ansem's aid? Truly a perverse individual.

"It is a potion, Mr. Hojo. It will replenish your health and energy.

I trust you know what these are," he said, indicating the warm clothing with one hand while the other was clenched at his side to keep from slapping the jester in the back of the head.

walking_complex February 8 2006, 01:50:54 UTC

"'Course I do," he said dismissively, uncapping the bottle and sniffing at it before drinking the liquid inside.

It worked quickly, in any case; though he was still quite sleepy at least he wasn't in danger of falling over any more and he could think a bit more clearly. He set the bottle down when it was empty.

alone_by_choice February 8 2006, 02:14:25 UTC

"Very well then." The man began to look better the moment he drank the potion, and Ansem gained a bit of confidence that he might be able to complete this assignment.

"I leave you to your task, then," he said. "I shall give the contact your description so that he may find you. If you have trouble, use your journal to send me a message."

With that, Ansem left the room lest he become more annoyed. It was the perfect excuse to return to the upper levels and look in on how his sulking peacock was doing.