i'm done being a pawn

[moderndayassassin]

WHO: Desmond Miles
WHERE: Fountain; around the village,
WHEN: 12/3
OPEN TO: Anyone!
WARNINGS: Swearing for sure

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Fountain arrival; ota

His hand was going in slow motion as it reached for the key to saving humanity and releasing Juno. Despite knowing it was right, despite saying goodbye to the remaining people in his life, he was afraid as he took a deep breath and prepared for the end. His eyes closed ... and then suddenly he was opening his eyes surrounded by water. Desmond flailed, shocked and horrified, this was not the way he expected Juno to take him, and was he supposed to just wait until he drowned? No, this can't be right. His feet kicked and he broke the water into air, gasping and scrambling for the side of ... what the hell was this? His eyes hurt from the water and he dragged himself out, immediately shocked by the cold of the air around him. It hadn't been cold before, why was it cold?

Desmond shakily tried to stand but collapsed hard onto his knees, his hands catching his weight. He should be dead. Maybe he was dead. Or maybe this was something else. He sat back on his haunches, breathing unsteadily, and dropping this strange pack from his back to toss it aside. Who put that on him? Juno's face hazily appeared in his mind's eye, and his confusion turned into rage. Maybe he failed. Maybe this was Minerva, furious that he disobeyed. Frustrated, he did something very stupid and dove right back into the water, going as far as he could. He had to finish this. He couldn't thwart fate. He reached around of any sign of what to do, but it was dark and he sprang out of the water again, colder and more exhausted than before.

"Juno!" He yelled, searching the sky. "Minerva! Which one of you bitches did this?" Desmond spit out water, shaking from cold or shock. "Juno! Goddamnit."

Around the village the next few days, OTA

Desmond was unnerved by everything so far and deeply suspicious. It was an elaborate lie, it had to be. A trick. He went to the inn just because there was no where else to stop freezing and not starve as far as he could tell. He sat by himself in the furthest corner away from others, making certain nothing was at his back but the wall in case of stabbing. Occasionally he ventured up to the records there, reading it but skeptical.

Later on he can be seen in the bunker trying to make sense of what was down there and if his hacking had any use. He was wandering around the village, admittedly being a little creepy as he glanced at the houses and cased the joints. Eventually he claimed House 46 and sat outside, staring off into the distance, scowling.

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[moderndayassassin]

"Juno may be a psychotic bitch, but she was in the system. She could read secret e-mails, get video from locked rooms, she was everywhere." In a lot of ways Juno had a shitton of power as she was, but free, he had no idea how bad it would get. All Desmond could do on that front was hope they had a chance to stop her. Maybe. It was out of his hands now. He looked basically everywhere but at her. "Yeah, I believed her. I never trusted her, but she had a lot more success using the truth to hurt people than anything else." Led Clay right to his own suicide with that kind of truth and mental breakdown.

There were few things that could sucker punch him better than comparing him to William Miles. And he knew exactly that's who she was talking about. His father the master manipulator, cold as ice, and the two of them were vastly different. Or maybe they weren't. Desmond felt the blow cut into hm, sharp and vicious, and he wanted to strike back, but she looked so defeated. And she was bleeding.

"We both let you down," he said quietly, agreeing. "I heard there's a hospital not far from here. It's by the inn." Desmond would've taken her himself, if he thought she wouldn't refuse just to spite him. "You need to go there, you're going to pass out if you don't." If she passed out, he'd carry her, but he can't offer to do that. He was physically keeping his distance so as not to scare her. "Just go get help, and you won't have to deal with me anymore. I'll stay out of your way." He had to make sure she would stay alive here, but after that, well, Desmond was great at running from his problems and shutting himself down.

[retributes]

If Juno had been in the system and could read e-mails then she would've read the one Lucy had written to Vidic, breaking protocol to voice her concerns. Juno would've known that something was amiss, if she had been so smart. Lucy said nothing else—fuck Juno. Fuck this. Fuck Desmond Miles. Fuck everything and everyone. She'd been on her last leg in this war between the Templars and the Assassins, had been in it for far too long, longer than him. Why care now? She was dead.

There were tears on her cheeks, she knew it but could barely feel them. She was broken, defeated, bleeding, and most of all, Lucy was numb. Still she lashed out. "Don't act like you fucking care, Desmond." It didn't matter that he'd slipped up moments ago, admitted that he'd fallen for her. "I don't need help, I'm fucking dead." It was such a shock to hear herself admit that. A swift breath was sucked in and she'd managed to hold back any kind of a sob wanting to escape, turning away from him.

Back onto the path she went, steps staggering briefly. She would follow it back across the water, back to where she lived. And Lucy hoped that he rotted in this Hell. That was all he deserved, as far as she was concerned.

[moderndayassassin]

Desmond started to say something in response, because he was pissed too, it's not like he got anything good out of any of this shit either. But if they kept yelling at each other, she wouldn't go get help. He didn't like that she was going the opposite direction from the hospital, so he followed her from a far enough distance he wouldn't ping on her concern list. Just long enough to know where she went, and hoped that she wouldn't stubbornly choose to bleed out. Maybe someone was there. He hovered at a distance for awhile, and then went back to his place, locking it up, and planning on staying there for a long while.