Day 265 - Friday, September 12th

[papalobo]

[A Chinese man who is definitely a mature adult and not a teenager checks in to the Hyatt, one of their more exclusive rooms, along with his half-white half brother who is also certainly not a teenager and most definitely not the notorious gang leader wanted on suspicion of a September 11th New York City bombing in retaliation for an angry rogue sect of anti-American zealots.

The entire suite floor has been rented out, and it requires a special key card in the elevator and on the stairs to enter that floor. But they can rent one of the still very luxe rooms directly beneath.

A familiar white limo is in the car garage, though the opportunity to gawk or investigate is slim, between the security cameras and live guards.

There's still no contact from Max, but the Department of Homeland Security has become involved, and has begun to enter Ash's territory with intent to arrest any known figures within his gang to bring in for questioning.]

Day 284, Wednesday, Oct 1st

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[jadedlynx]

[ He expected that to be the reply; it's why he didn't say anything out loud.

Eventually, the call has to end. Ash makes Michael promise to call if he wakes up and needs somebody to listen. He's pretty nocturnal anyway.

It's only twenty minutes later that he's walking into Max's office, laptop in hand. He doesn't say anything and if not spoken to, he sits down and gets to work himself. ]

[papalobo]

[Max glances up. No, it becomes more than a glance. His gaze lingers, as if on the verge of saying something. But then, he decides to leave Ash to his thoughts after all. What Ash is going to write out takes a lot out of a private guy like him, used to it being only his problem for only him to deal with.]

[jadedlynx]

[ And so it would make sense for him to want to write this out in private. Instead, he doesn't. Instead, he wants to hear Max typing away and his steady breathing. He wants to look up and remember he's not with them, but with Max.

Ash hears every word they whispered in his ears, but not all of the need to make it to 'paper'. Some things do. Threats. 'Tell anybody, and it'll make every other story you've told seem like a lie. You'll be the boy who cried rape.' 'I want you to scream. Nobody can hear you.' Mentions of childhood rape. Talks of their favorite things. Their comments when he started getting sick. Things that showed their plans and patterns as well as other possible threats they might pose. Mentions that this was a job perk. Things that thought would be useful.

The descriptions of what they did is more clinical than porngraphic. He notes that they knew he was getting sick and made it part of their games. Their 'rectal exam', their 'oral thermometers'. It wasn't just that they ignored his systems. They lavished in them.

Max gets an email file two hours later. In addition to his testimony, there are pictures. They're the same bruises that Blanca saw the night before.

Jessica also gets an email around that time. It's the small exert about their comments regarding Ash as a child. He notes that Max has the full thing but in case they tried to insist, she needs to make sure Michael is never alone with them. ]

[papalobo]

[Max talks to himself as he works. Most of it doesn't make sense. But when talking to others, the journalists Peter arranged for him, he can be understood to be directing them to speak with Wu to see about finding any Chinese who might have been interviewed. It should be topical both for current affairs, and seeing if any of them had been taken advantage of, were possibly still in holding.

Knowing in the back of his mind that the 'terrorist' attack wasn't actually a group of French-Islamic rebels, he urges them to find anyone held for that too, trying to be made into a stool pigeon. Blanca likely didn't leave anyone alive to actually hold onto.]

[jadedlynx]

[ Ash has one, but he's not one the cops can talk to.

He's somewhat lost in his own writing. The sound of Max speaking in full sensitives surprises him so that's enough to break his concentration, but then it's right back to the story.

Until it's over. ]

I've just sent it side.

[papalobo]

Sorry. Putting you through this when you wanted me to be here to be a comforter.

[jadedlynx]

It's not hanging over my head. We both knew it was something I'd have to do.

[ Standing, he stretches, trying to work out the knots in his muscles. ]

But I'm hanging out in here.

[ He has headphones. ]

[papalobo]

Want in my lap again?

[jadedlynx]

[ With a snort, Ash reclaims his seat. ]

You barely let me out last time. I was pretty sure I was bring absorbed.

[papalobo]

[ S'one way to "become one" now that I can't do the classic way no more.


But back to work. ]

[jadedlynx]

[ He's allowed to work until midnight. It's then that Ash finally stands to go. ]

Come to bed with me.

[papalobo]

M'still wide awake.

[jadedlynx]

So bring your laptop. They're portable.

[papalobo]

[Easy enough. He can pack it up, as long as Ash isn't expecting him to actually try to sleep.]

[jadedlynx]

[ He isn't going to drug Max the first night they're back. Instead, he'll bring both Asher and Kuro to bed with them. A quick change of clothes later, and he's turning off the light closest to his side.

He's unusually tired. Even midnight was difficult to manage.

It might only get more difficult from here. ]

When do you think the story will hit?

[ He asks with eyes closed. ]

[papalobo]

Be surprised if hers isn't out tomorrow.

[jadedlynx]

My name's getting out there that fast, huh?

[papalobo]

Sorry. If I was the first one on it...

[jadedlynx]

My name would still be attached.

[ Green eyes open. Max is going to be up all night, isn't he? ]

We have to make sure it's not for nothing.

[papalobo]

[That's a nice platitude, but if Ash is the one saying it, he'll let him have it. It's not going to be easy for him.

But at least now while staying up, he'll feel like he' doing something. Making it not for nothing.]

[jadedlynx]

[ As pretty as it might seem on a pillow, Ash means it. Max knows how often he's suffered for no good to come from the fight. The world will know on a bigger scale, but he's walked around a mansion full of people who knew he was nothing more than Dino's sex slave, and ignoring him was the nicest thing they did. Some joined in.

So, if people will know, Ash wants those assholes in jail. ]

Night.

[ His eyes close again. This time, sleep comes. ]