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sword_breaker) wrote2015-10-11 04:54 pm
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Future Stuff ::1:: Been Up All Night
[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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[He finds his rythym once more, rutting back against the titan to encourage him on while he clutches his desk. A loud groan slipping out as he feels Liam roughly buck into a couple of times. He knew what that meant and it simply means that he reaches up to bury a hand in his hair to keep him close.
Taking a moment to catch his breath, a tired laugh comes out.]
Traveler, t-that was so damn good...I hope someone heard. S-so that way they can be jealous.
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[He goes taught against James' back, smearing kisses along his shoulder as he slowly regains his senses. He bucks slowly, one last time, before laughing into his hunter's skin and nuzzling at the side of his neck.]
See? Told you loud was good.
[Leaning away for just a moment, he pulls out and deals with the cleanup, but after that he's draped against James yet again, slowly and gently nudging him until he's able to take the man in his arms.]
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[He laughs breathlessly, closing his eyes and leaning over the desk to catch his breath through soft panting. A low grunt slips out as Liam withdraws but it's an excuse to lay across the top of his desk even if his mess still remained on it and made it sticky. He honestly didn't have the level of care to fuss over it.
Liam's arms though are exactly what he cares for and he straightens back up to rest in them. A pleased and content smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.]
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[One hand strays down to James' stomach, wiping away some of the slick that's accumulated and with a please hum he nuzzles into the hunter's temple all over again.]
Love you.
[He draws his hand up, tongue flicking out to clean his fingers of the mess before he wraps his arms around his hunter.]
Love you so much.
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[He glances down at the soft touches, raising a brow as he follows Liam's hand and watches him. Laughing softly, he shakes his head and grins.]
Love you too. Ridiculous titan of mine.
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[His grin is bright and wolfish as he noses at James' cheek.]
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[He laughs softly, leaning back into his hold.]
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[He punctuates the statement with a nuzzle to James' temple, grinning all the while.]
Should get you cleaned up though. I think that's enough work for today, yeah?
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But I thought you just took me. Am I wrong?
[He steals away a kiss with a cheeky smirk but it's all joking really.]
You definitely worked me over real good.
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[He can barely contain his laughter, and he's certainly grinning into the kiss even as James pulls away. It's such a special, intimate thing to see this side of James, and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.]
Gods I love you.
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[Liam's laughter broadens the smirk into a fond smile that brightens the hunter's face even more. This is the ridiculousness that drew him in when it came to his titan. That and seeing Liam happy and enjoying things regardless of what they got up to.]
I love you too.
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[The smiling is infectious, and there's a swell of affection in his chest as he leans in to gently nuzzle at his hunter's cheek.]]
C'mon. Paperwork will still be here tomorrow. Let's go home 'nd relax.
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[He would love to go home early and relax with Liam but his duties had to be finished for the day before departing. It was only fair to the fireteams that had risked so much getting all of the information and to those waiting in the wings to go out next.]
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[He's still only mostly teasing. James has duties that can't be shirked, and even if he'll still prod and needle the hunter he understands.]
C'mon, I'll help. Just give me something to do.
[And you bet he's taking that lap offer.]
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[Pressing a kiss to Liam's cheek, he slips away to rummage through the piles of clothes before locating his pants. Few moments later he's once more in his chair and pulling up to the desk, taking out all of the files and data pads he needs.]
You could pick up everything you made fall. Just saying.
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[It's only mostly teasing, and he leans over to steal a kiss proper before James manages to slip away entirely. The hunter maybe has the right idea. Pants may be a good idea.
Following suit, he manages to slip his sweats back on before he actually sets to work picking up some of the papers that litterd about.]
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[He's not paying much attention to the Titan now. His focus instead placed upon the depths of a lunar patrol report. The pile needed to be chipped away at and besides there was ample space in his lap for when Liam finished.]
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[It's entirely a joke; so rarely does he see James in such a work persona, and he can appreciate the man's dedication. That didn't mean that he liked it, he'd much rather steal his hunter away, but he'll live if he can't have the man's attention all the time.
Papers are shuffled and placed on the desk as he works, admittedly with no regard for order but hey, they're off the ground. That was the agreement. And when everything is finally off the floor and the place looks at least somewhat presentable he slides over and drapes himself across James' lap with a contented noise.]
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The papers are sorted through as they come back onto his desk. His rather meticulous tendencies showing with each new pile that returns back to where it had once been before a certain titan of his decided to make a messy distraction.
Though when Liam plops himself into his lap, he steals away a brief kiss even if in the middle of a report. He hadn't been lying when he said that he meant far more than any paper could. Humming contently, he winds an arm around him and gets back to work.]
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As much as he'd like to distract further, he doesn't. Instead he relaxes against James, all but melting into the arm about his waist and letting his eyes slip shut until he's half-dozing. He's with his hunter now, he's content and he couldn't ask for more.]
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An hour later and he's made enough progress to call it quits. Forgetting the neat stacks of papers and whirling datapads, he noses at Liam's temple to see if the man had decided to conk out on him.]
Liam? Come on sleepy head.
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Mngh?
[It's not eloquent, but he nuzzles into James' shoulder with a yawn.]
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The paperwork was done. There wasn't any excuse to stay any longer especially with a tired Titan in his arms. He gently rights the hold before standing up and heading for the door. Shade flitting up to transmat the rest of his armor before waiting to follow out with Tarlowe.
Quite the duo heading through the vanguard hall. Half naked hunter assistant and a comatose host leader. He didn't care what anyone thought though.]
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Should go home.
[There's still a teasing lilt to his comment, even though his voice is thick with sleep.]
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[He pauses for but a moment to press a reassuring kiss to Liam’s temple. Then he adjusts him to be held close as wanted before heading off to the plaza. The open air chills him but it’ll be quick to head into the interior of the tower and further on closer to the end goal of home.]
Where do you think I’m headed? Got a sleepy titan that needs a bed.
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