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TAG: Ryan Amador ╳ WORDS: 316 ╳ NOTES: Astra says Hello!

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Astra headed down the hallway still in a huff. She had just finished her "conversation" with Nihilo. It hadn't gone well. She shook her head as she marched past the break room... Or one of them? She wasn't sure, this place is so huge! Two people were in having coffee and treats and she stopped. She recognized one of them as the driver of the van that brought them to this building.

She considered. She did need to get Nihilo out... Maybe... One of them knows where Ryan is... She wondered, her anger mostly subsided at the line of thought, mostly. She turned and rapped on the open door, peeking in as she spoke. "Um, hi. I was wondering, do either of you know where Ryan might be?" She asked politely. She felt bad for disturbing them.

The driver smiled and turned to her, pointing with his coffee-filled hand down the hall. "He's that way! Can't miss him." He chuckles good-naturedly. "He's asleep on the couch in the recreational room." He added with a warm smile.

Astra smiled back and nodded politely in thanks. "Thank you!" She chirped and headed down the hall. It had a right turn at the end, the room at the end of the abnormally wide hallway. The door was made of glass. Probably so that Tim can keep an eye on them. Astra muttered in her mind, her lifted spirits dashed once again.

Putting on a small smile, she opened the doors and peered in. Just as the guard had said, there was someone sprawled across the couch. She hid a small giggle of her own and slipped in. Quietly, she walked over to him, and paused. Should she wake him? She fidgeted. She felt bad about it, but she had to... Her mind made up, she reached down and gently touched his shoulder. "Hey." She whispered kindly. "Please wake up."

ⒶⓀⒾ of Adoxography, Transit, and GS.

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[Ryan Amador]

He hadn't meant to fall asleep. He'd started to feel dizzy by the time they got to Aegis' headquarters, which made getting the layout of the building difficult. By the time Nihilo was in a containment room - or whatever it was that Aegis called those rooms; containment seemed accurate to him - he needed to lay down or risk passing out completely. He'd gotten a small nosebleed but had insisted it wasn't anything to be worried about. He'd been guided to a recreational room with a couch and had promptly laid down on that couch. He briefly texted Amrit and update, wording it casually like a conversation between two friends. Then somehow fell asleep. Maybe he should have had his guard up more or at least enough to get a coffee and not fall asleep - maybe one of those energy drinks Amrit drank. But he was also confident in his power and his training. He was one of Perses' highest trained and most loyal agents. He thought he could handle some Aegis members enough to get out of the building if need be. The wake up from Astra was soft, gentle compared to how his siblings would wake him up - but that was siblings for you. His eyes blinked away and he briefly forgot where he was before recognition showed on his face. He smiled warmly at her, the kind of smile that told you he was an older brother or at least had been a caretaker before. It wasn't common knowledge, of course, but he had played a large role in raising his younger siblings. He sat up, swinging his legs off the couch to allow her room to sit down if she wanted. "Hey," he greeted, "How are you - Well how are you feeling? After everything that happened? You okay?" He remembered her yelling at Tim, remembered her feeling used by Tim and Aegis. He wanted to make sure that after all that, she was alright. Tag: @astraica Words: 332 Notes: <3

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Astra looked at him worriedly as he looked at her with an unknowing expression, then smiled, eyes closed, as he smiled at her. His smile warmed her heart, it told of untold kindness and patience. A sibling kind of love. She instantly knew she would like this man.

She opened her eyes as he sat up and gave her room to sit, which she was grateful for. She sat as he began talking to her. She semi-faced him as she put her hands, folded, upon her lap. "Thank you." She said warmly then looked down. The truth? She was hurting. A piece of her had broken. She couldn't believe in her heroes any more, she only had herself, and those that she could trust... Which, surprisingly, weren't many now. She even turned in an application... She closed her eyes tight at the thought, holding back tears. She would have to forget about it, reject any followup on it... Her dreams were dashed. And then, after talking with Nihilo... Her eyes opened with an inner fire. She was still hurt and pissed off about him too... She exhaled a breath and looked back up to Ryan, a sad yet calm and warm expression upon her face.

She could trust him, she sensed that from him, as she extended her empathy power to feel his emotions. He was sincere and truly cared. She nodded then. "About as fine as I can be." She said with a less than confident voice. "My dreams of becoming a member of Aegis were dashed..." She shook her head. "How are you? I saw that your powers took a toll on you on our way here... And after." She looked at him worriedly then, her voice showing her emotions. "Did Aegis hurt you?"

ⒶⓀⒾ of Adoxography, Transit, and GS.

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[Ryan Amador]

He waited, giving her time to decide how she wanted to answer his questions, if she wanted to answer them at all. If she decided she didn't, he planned to respect that, after all they barely knew each other. He noticed her body language, though, which told him something was upsetting or hurting her. He hoped that if she didn't want to confide in him, she had someone in her life she felt safe with. He met her eyes when she looked back up at him. He listened to her quietly, allowing her to get how she felt off her chest. He remembered hearing her say something to Tim about withdrawing her application to Aegis. He didn't say it but he honestly thought it was best that she didn't join Aegis. Perses had taught him more about Aegis than what the public knew, and what he'd been taught wasn't pleasant. Then she asked about him, even concern that Aegis might've hurt him. He wasn't sure if there were any cameras in this room so he knew he had to be careful what he said. But he also knew she would possibly make a good recruit for the Cabal. The Cabal, he'd been taught, were heroes like the public thought Aegis was. Except unlike Aegis, the Cabal weren't pretending. "I'm fine, thank you," he replied, meaning his thanks. He appreciated that she was concerned for him. It showed her kind heart, in his opinion, which was a good quality to have. "A nap was all I needed, really." He shrugged lightheartedly, meaning that part. While he hadn't intended to fall asleep, he felt much better now that he had taken that nap. "Aegis hasn't really hurt me," he explained, "Not that they could, if they tried." He added the last part with his voice lower, hushed and a wink of his eye. "All they did so far was take a blood sample, really." "I hope this doesn't make you give up on being a hero," he added sincerely, "There are other ways to be a hero outside of Aegis, other people who would gladly fight alongside you to better the world." He was referring to the Cabal, of course, but left it vague enough that if anyone overheard, they'd think he was referring to vigilantes unaffiliated with any group. He paused, though, before asking the next thing that popped onto his mind. "Have you seen that man again - Nihilo, I believe he was called? I haven't seen him after arriving here. You - You seemed to care about him a lot." Tag: @astraica Words: 431 Notes: n/a

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Astra smiled and breathed in relief when he said he was ok and a nap was all he needed. "Oh thank goodness!" She said in a normal tone, not wanting to be too loud and quietened to listen to him continue. When he leaned in and whispered conspiratorially and good-naturedly, her eyes widened! He was more than he let on! She couldn't help but giggle. He had a good sense of humour and it was kind. She liked that, it was infectious! She opened her eyes and smiled. Only a blood sample wasn't so bad.

Her eyes cast down when he mentioned hoping she would still want to be a hero. Well... She did still want to be one, she just... Aegis was her dream, now she had to find another way. Her eyes rose with hope when he spoke of just that. She nodded. She was already fulfilling that dream. A vigilante.. But.. She got the feeling that he knew something... More. She was about to ask him when he spoke of Nihilo.

She nodded. "That's why I came to talk to you... I just got back from seeing him." She said softly, looking down. Then she closed her eyes and shook her head, only opening them again when she spoke. "They locked him up!" She said angrily. "I think he's taking it pretty hard too..." She sounded distant, a bit angry yet sad. She reigned in her anger and hurt and then looked from left to right, then leaned in and whispered. "Is there a way we can get him out? And safe? Near you?"

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[Ryan Amador]

So she had been able to see Nihilo. He hadn't been sure if Aegis would let anyone speak with Nihilo but that also meant Astra knew where he was. He wondered how long she'd known Nihilo. She was clearly upset with how he was locked up. Personally, Ryan wasn't surprised. He would've been more surprised if Aegis hadn't locked him up. He blinked, clearly surprised though, when she asked him about getting Nihilo out of Aegis. He briefly considered whether or not this was a trick, a trap to expose him. Was she secretly working for Aegis? Had this whole thing, everything with Nihilo, been a lie, a trick? But she seemed earnest. And he was also still certain he could get out of this building with his life if he needed to. He looked back to Astra, meeting her gaze, his voice in a whisper as well. "I think that's something we should discuss with Nihilo," he replied, "But where there is a will, there is a way." He pulled his phone out and sent a text to Amrit. It wasn't even a minute later that it pinged with a reply. [TEXT: Cameras taken care of. Guards reassigned. No replacement's coming. Wreaking havoc in their little holo-room to occupy their security system. Do not take too long.] The "security system" was Alice but neither of them actually knew her name or fully what she was. Ryan nodded to himself, putting his phone back in his pocket, his attention returning to Astra as he asked, "Can you take me to Nihilo? We can speak to him without Aegis prying in but that window won't last forever." He didn't explain it, he didn't tell her about Amrit, the Cabal, not yet. For now, she would have to trust him. He wasn't trying to deceive her, he just also knew better than to put everything on the table now. So if she truly wanted to free Nihilo from Aegis' grasp, she would have to trust him. Tag: @astraica Words: 333 Notes: Don't forget to tag Nihilo in after your next post. 🧡

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Astra looked surprised when Ryan said they should talk it over with Nihilo. She hadn't thought of that. She sat back a bit and lowered her head in thought. How would it go over if he saw her again so soon? He was still angry when she left. And, she wasn't sure she would be able to stay so calm around him either. She had decided, once he was free and in Ryan's nullification field, she was going to deck him! She looked back up to Ryan after a beat, reigning in her emotions and nodded. "That would be best." She said with a determined sigh in her voice. She decided to keep their argument a secret for now as it wouldn't help with aiding his escape.

She smiled when he had said when there is a will there is a way, her eyes lighting up. "Thank you. I, I care about him deeply, I want to see him safe."

She waited as he texted his friend, looking around the room, only now noticing the foosball game, the giant TV in the front wall, and the sound system embedded into the walls around them. She was impressed, but, she wondered if it was perks like this that reined in some of Aegis' recruits... They had to know they weren't all they seemed by now... She frowned.

Then Ryan turned back to her and asked her to lead him to Nihilo. She nodded, hope in her eyes. "He's this way." She said in a hushed voice with enthusiasm and a bit conspiratorially as she got up and hurried to the door, leading Ryan down a series of hallways. "Thank you so much for this." She said as she hurried along. "I don't know how you got the security away from Nihilo, but I'm grateful." She smiled back at him.

It wasn't long before they were before Nihilo's glass wall. She stayed back a bit to let Ryan talk to him first, not wanting to really talk with him right away.

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[Nihilo]

Nihilo had sat with his back to the entryway of the room his cell was in. When he heard footsteps approach, he sighed, rolled his eyes, and started to speak as he stood up and turned around.

"Honestly I'm surprised they let you back in here so soon. What do you want...now. Now? NOW? Dear lord, you're even more naive than I thought! I'm not ready now! There's got to be a good number of Aegis agents just waiting for me to try and I am NOT ready. WHAT THE HELL MADE YOU THINK NOW?"

He started angrily pacing around his cage.

"Well I'm screwed now. Gonna be a lab rat for the rest of my life. Might as well headbutt the cell just right and be done with it. I think if I destroy my head it won't regenerate. Not sure, never tried it, first time for everything!"

There was a lot of sarcasm dripping from him. You could almost see the sarcasm puddle on the floor.

He looked at Ryan. "You, I thought you were smarter than this. Really you thought now was the best time? I bet you talked about it right in front of a camera too. You know they've got a damn good AI, right? Something freaky about it, can't quite put my finger on it, but it's almost human and I'm pretty damn sure it's listening as much as it possibly can. Screwed. Screwed screwed screwed. THANKS."

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[Ryan Amador]

She didn't look like she wanted to talk with Nihilo, he thought. It made him wonder what had gone on when she had visited the other man earlier. He decided not to touch that. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd bring it up, he assumed. He followed her to the room where Nihilo was being kept, not mentioning how he got the guards to go away. He was impressed that she figured out he had something to do with that but it was also obvious when he thought about it. He didn't want to bring up Amrit now, though, thus his lack of explanation. Once they were in the room, he wasn't entirely sure what he expected. He took in the room's layout, the glass, the cameras, where Nihilo stood. He needed to know the layout first hand and being in the room helped with that. He'd been glancing around the room when Nihilo started talking, clearly frustrated. His eyes snapped to Nihilo. His expression remained calm, his eyes never once leaving Nihilo as the other man talked, clearly unimpressed with his sarcasm. He cocked an eyebrow when Nihilo turned his attention to him. He understood that he was in pain without the nullification field up but he didn't think this tantrum was necessary. He was quiet the whole time, never once interrupting him, never once trying to stop him, and never once looking anything except calm or unimpressed. He remained quiet for a minute or two after Nihilo had finished speaking. Then, without a word, his eyes glowed turquoise and a nullification field sprung up, large enough to engulf the whole room, catching both Nihilo and Astra in it. It was a simple act - one that showed his control over his ability and that showed he could easily make it larger than he had at the warehouse district. "Are you done with your tantrum?" he asked, his voice suddenly very serious. To anyone listening, it would appear as if a switch had been flipped. He didn't sound cold or cruel, but the lighthearted touch to his tone was gone. His tone made it clear he was taking control of the conversation from Nihilo. "Because I came here to talk to a man, not a boy." He waited a brief moment to let his words sink in before continuing, clasping his hands behind his back, standing with his back straight. He'd learned how to take charge from Perses, just without the fear and manipulation. "Firstly you will not talk to her that way," he stated, his tone making it clear that wasn't optional. "She cares about you. She genuinely wants to help you. You will show her the respect she deserves and stop acting like some pissy schoolboy, understood?" Another moment waited to let his words sink in. "We don't have long to discuss this," he explained, "Before the AI-" He hadn't known she was a fully sentient AI but that made sense. "-realizes the cameras in this room are down and that the guards are gone. Now would you like to have this conversation or would you like to yell more? If it's the latter, I walk and take my resources with me." Tag: @astraica Words: 537 Notes: My baby boy ;A; Oh in case it's not obvious, his eyes are still glowing the entire time he's talking.

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TAG: Nihilo ╳ WORDS: 429 ╳ NOTES: Astra's surprised!

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Astra was silent, utterly silent, as Nihilo yelled at her. She glared right back at him, teeth clenched. She had nothing to prove to him. He would find out why they were there soon enough. She wasn't going to let him get under her skin. The thing was, had she been just a few years younger, she would have been in tears. She was delicate, hates, still, being misunderstood, and even worse, hated making others feel angry or hurt, something Nihilo was showing in abundance. She knew now wasn't a good time! Heck, they didn't even have a plan! Even worse! Ryan didn't really know if Nihilo wanted rescuing! Well, he did now, but not before they had approached Nihilo's cell. She was certain of one thing, yet again. Nihilo was getting one HECK of a clock up the side of the head once he was free and in Ryan's nullification zone.

She stood there, listening, and glaring, until Ryan suddenly put his nullification field up! She looked to him surprised! Gone was the glare, she looked at him wide-eyed! He has better control of his powers than he was letting on! She thought even as he began to speak to Nihilo. He was giving Nihilo what for in such a calm voice! Something told her she never wanted to hear that icy cold tone from him directed at her.

Even more surprise and softness now entered her look. No-one had ever stood up for her like this before, and here Ryan was, defending her! Her heart warmed. She was glad to have made acquaintance with him, even as he threatened to leave if Nihilo didn't want rescued. He was not to be messed with! It really surprised her, and, she now looked up to him a bit. She always wanted to be calm and cool as Ryan was in this moment, but she was so emotional, she let her anger, love, sadness, everything take control, it was just so hard to hold her emotions back... Maybe that came with being an empath... She wasn't sure, but she was damned if she wasn't going to get lessons or something from him!

She waited after he was done, looking to Nihilo now with a calm expression, all previous anger replaced with the surprise she had felt over Ryan's choice of action. She hoped Nihilo would have something decent to say now, she refrained from crossing her arms, it would only bode ill for their conversation, she was sure.

She would have to tell Ryan thank you after this was over.

ⒶⓀⒾ of Adoxography, Transit, and GS.

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