[This was not clicking for some reason. He has been staring at these reports for the past hour and half, nothing having been accomplished besides from papers being shuffled around in a semblance of productivity and knives thrown into the pillar behind him out of sheer frustration. His fingers tapping along the worn metal to keep himself from doing further property damage at this rate.
The bottom line was that stress was gnawing at him.
Not from the job though. If anything, reports should came as second nature after the past few months and coordinating had been relatively easy once the rough first week passed by. Being a vanguard should cause less stress than doing actually fieldwork yet here he was at a breaking point almost.
There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Those stupid letters and photos and other bullshit weren't coming in anymore.
Something had to have happened and he's stuck here in this goddamn tower like a fresh rezzed moron.
His hands were effectively tied as well. No one could be sent out without the other two's approval and even then it'd be brought forward to discussion by the head vanguard. Which means that nothing could happen for days and he'll be sitting on his ass like he already was. All it did was make him all the more frustrated about having given up his freedom to leave as he so pleased because at least then someone would be out there trying to figure out what happened.
The hunter buries his face in his hands with an exhausted sigh leaving him. He probably looked like hell at this rate. Throwing himself into long hours had made his sleep schedule an abysmal handful of hours in the past few days. Half the time he didn't know how he wasn't passing out during meetings. Be easy to. Pull the hood further down, lean down on the table and maybe get an hour or two of on and off rest. Might be the best time to try it out to be quite honest since the hall was dead before attempting it when there'd be actual repercussions to getting caught.
He grunts after stretching out on the table some, pillowing his head with his arms for something close to comfortable. Shade is called out of transmat to keep a watch on things while an attempt at a nap was made. The ghost whirling softly in concern but does as told.
Things suck. Might as well try to ignore it for the time being.]
The bottom line was that stress was gnawing at him.
Not from the job though. If anything, reports should came as second nature after the past few months and coordinating had been relatively easy once the rough first week passed by. Being a vanguard should cause less stress than doing actually fieldwork yet here he was at a breaking point almost.
There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Those stupid letters and photos and other bullshit weren't coming in anymore.
Something had to have happened and he's stuck here in this goddamn tower like a fresh rezzed moron.
His hands were effectively tied as well. No one could be sent out without the other two's approval and even then it'd be brought forward to discussion by the head vanguard. Which means that nothing could happen for days and he'll be sitting on his ass like he already was. All it did was make him all the more frustrated about having given up his freedom to leave as he so pleased because at least then someone would be out there trying to figure out what happened.
The hunter buries his face in his hands with an exhausted sigh leaving him. He probably looked like hell at this rate. Throwing himself into long hours had made his sleep schedule an abysmal handful of hours in the past few days. Half the time he didn't know how he wasn't passing out during meetings. Be easy to. Pull the hood further down, lean down on the table and maybe get an hour or two of on and off rest. Might be the best time to try it out to be quite honest since the hall was dead before attempting it when there'd be actual repercussions to getting caught.
He grunts after stretching out on the table some, pillowing his head with his arms for something close to comfortable. Shade is called out of transmat to keep a watch on things while an attempt at a nap was made. The ghost whirling softly in concern but does as told.
Things suck. Might as well try to ignore it for the time being.]
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Date: 2015-10-18 09:57 pm (UTC)From:[However that kiss does stave off some of the effort put into his fake annoyance though he manages to give a small grunt and looks down at him.]
Maybe should let you stick to the couch.
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Date: 2015-10-18 10:12 pm (UTC)From:[He sighs dramatically, flopping back down.]
Banished in less than a day? Shitty new record.
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Date: 2015-10-18 10:26 pm (UTC)From:[He rolls his eyes with a soft laugh.]
You'd be the one to accomplish it. Sucks to be you. Anyway while you're all banished and everything, I'm going to take a shower.
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Date: 2015-10-18 10:28 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-18 10:28 pm (UTC)From:[He furrows his brows at that, but manages a smirk back.]
Thought you wanted me in there too to.save on water, or is that part of the banishment too?
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Date: 2015-10-18 10:49 pm (UTC)From:[Great now he's actually thinking about him joining as an actual possibility and it was supposed to be a quick shower after a workout. Nice going self.]
I mean the banishment was a maybe. Never said it was an actual thing. So...yea.
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:03 pm (UTC)From:[Bingo, he's qt least gaining some points back from earlier.]
But I mean, you did say that I probably couldn't handle it, so-
[Definitely back to teasing.]
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:10 pm (UTC)From:[There's a hint of blush creeping into his cheeks but he crosses his arms and straightens out with a shrug.]
Can't handle the heat, stay out. Pure and simple rule of thumb right there.
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:11 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)From:[Nope, still smirking.]
If you need me to prove it or what-
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:24 pm (UTC)From:[He's digging himself a hole that was going to end up biting him in the ass soon.]
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:27 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-18 11:49 pm (UTC)From:[Alright, that's still pretty cute.]
Exactly what I said. Sounds like you're calling me out.
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Date: 2015-10-18 11:50 pm (UTC)From:[He does know someone who could--his beautiful warrior queen of a wife--and he thinks he now understands why she called him in. This isn't time for her up-front, brute-force approach.]
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Date: 2015-10-19 12:11 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-19 12:13 am (UTC)From:And what if I am?
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Date: 2015-10-19 12:25 am (UTC)From:Then I mean, go get in and this apparently old guardian will join you when he can roll off the couch.
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Date: 2015-10-19 12:39 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-19 12:42 am (UTC)From:[The hunter shrugs and heads off towards the shower, trying to rid of the damn blush that was plaguing him. It was probably just a bunch of teasing however there was an invitation he had given to the titan.
Alright, focus. Stripping down he starts up the shower and hums contently when the water reaches the right temperature, stepping in. Just keep a clear head.]
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:06 am (UTC)From:Easier said than done.
He waits until he hears water running before he makes an attempt, grunting as something in his side protests again, but he powers through and makes it to his feet with only relative discomfort. Step one, complete.
Step two, shower. He haphazardly sheds his shirt at least as he makes his way over, but nothing more, instead sneaking into the bathroom and sitting on the counter.]
Hot enough yet?
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:21 am (UTC)From:He turns his back to the shower's door but not before getting a confirming that yes that's Liam without a shirt on and is sitting there watching. Fantastic. Thankfully the hot water is starting to work up some steam.
The hunter starts washing himself, trying to ignore the titan mostly and pay more attention to the scars on his body.
You know that was a worthy way of focusing elsewhere.]
Well I'm in here, am I not? Clearly it's to my liking.
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:37 am (UTC)From:I don't need protection.
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Date: 2015-10-19 01:50 am (UTC)From:You know that, if anything happens, I'm obligated to rez her first, right?
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Date: 2015-10-19 02:05 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-10-19 02:07 am (UTC)From: