Future Stuff ::1:: Been Up All Night

[sword_breaker]

[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.]

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[sword_breaker]

I suppose that is true. You definitely would've said something then. And I ugh...I'm not exactly certain as to when a good time would be for this so um.

[Reaching into his breast pocket, he pulls out a small box before letting it rest on the table.]

I might have something to help with that.

[rocketsout]

[Oh. That's-

There's a swell of emotion that threatens to overwhelm him for the moment, and he buries his face in his hand for a moment to try to bring himself back down to earth. He's grinning though, as genuine as he ever has, and he does spare a look over, voice slightly hoarse as he makes a valiant effort to sound casual.]

'Things you had to do' huh?

[sword_breaker]

Ugh yea, yea it was one of the things that I needed to get.

[An amusing as well as worrying reaction at first but the grin bodes well for his decision to have been a good one at the very least. He reaches over and flicks it open, studying the dark and light grey ring inside.]

Hull of a warsat. Can take a lot of damage before starting to show wear. I thought it'd be fitting for a titan, especially my titan.

[rocketsout]

You expecting me to get it all mussed up?

[It doesn't seem quite real, and he's hesitant to reach out, but he does anyways, running his fingers over the ring almost reverently.]

...you...that's such....that's so cool.

[Maybe it's not best way to phrase things.]

[sword_breaker]

Well to be fair, you punch things. It's what titans do. I needed to make sure it lasts.

[Cool? Well that was one way to describe it for sure and maybe expensive because warsat material was valuable even as scraps. He rests his hands in his lap as the other inspects the ring.]

You can put it on now if you'd like.

[rocketsout]

True.

[The smile that he wears is soft, and as genuine as anything he's ever felt, and it's so very careful the way that he picks up the ring, turns it over in his fingers as he continues to examine it.]

I-

you want to do the honors?

[sword_breaker]

I can.

[The ring is taken gently before he takes up the titan's hand, his chest tightening at the minor doubt of it not fitting properly. However the ring slides on with ease and he glances up.]

So...?

[rocketsout]

[It fits. It fits, and it's a moment that he never would have honestly thought he'd be experiencing in his lifetime, risen or not. But it fits, and ever so carefully twists his wrist, entwines his fingers with James', and brings the hunter's hand up to press a soft kiss to the back.]

Like there'd be any other answer. Told you before, you're stuck with me.

[sword_breaker]

[That makes him hit cloud nine at how Liam was taking it and he pulls him into a kiss, pressing their foreheads together with a pleased noise. This was going fantastic. He didn't call if there were any mistakes or hiccups because it was worth it without a doubt.]

I already accepted that, dork, if that wasn't obvious enough. I'm just...I'm happy to call you mine.

[He's distracted enough to not notice the server coming in with the drinks, far more invested in the man beside him right now.]

[rocketsout]

Been yours for a long time. Gonna be yours for longer still.

[Is it rediculously sappy? He could care less, because there's such a giddiness in his chest and a grin on his lips, and really the rest of the world isn't important right now, not so long as he's with the hunter. The server comes and goes, and he doesn't pay much mind.]

[sword_breaker]

Been great so far. Can only assume it'll continue being so.

[His nerves have dissipated after finally bringing out the most important part of the night so he relaxes back into his seat with a small smile.]

Your bottle is here by the way.

[rocketsout]

'course it will be. We'll make it be.

[He offers a sheepish look over though, grinning all the same.]

Supposed to be for the both of us. 's a celebration, isn't it?

[sword_breaker]

Good to know.

[The wine gets grabbed and glanced over before taking the time to pour both of them a glance, returning it back once done. He slides his glass closer but only to slowly turn it back and forth, smirking.]

It most certainly is. Trying to spoil me though? Usually it's beer for us.

[rocketsout]

Hey, it's a special night. And you deserve to be spoiled. You want beer, I'll get you beer though.

[It's fond teasing and sincerity all in one, and he raises a brow and grins toothily.]

[sword_breaker]

I would think the dinner and the earlier yes would be enough spoiling for me. Just saying. But I'm fine with it. No need to do that.

[He rolls his eyes and relents enough to take a sip, humming contently.]

Besides I have enough of that stuff back at home.

[rocketsout]

Psh, the yes was just stating the obvious, not spoiling.

[He leans in after a moment to steal a soft, slow kiss.]

Love seeing you happy.

[sword_breaker]

Ok I'll give you that one. However still I don't need to be spoiled.

[A hand slips up to hold the back of the titan's neck, rubbing his thumb in soft circles before moving up to muss with his hair jokingly.]

Same can be said for you. Things are much better when you're enjoying yourself.

[rocketsout]

Sure you do. 'cause I said so.

[He rolls his eyes jokingly and makes a valiant attempt at pretending to be upset by the mussing, but it's entirely impossible because he's grinning too widely to even hope to pull it off.]

[sword_breaker]

Hey just because you said so doesn't mean that I have to stand for it.

[He doesn't actually mean anything by that and genuinely appreciates what the titan does, even if he gives a half-assed complaint or two sometimes.]

But you now know what I was up to. What about you? Did your errands go good while I was out?

[rocketsout]

What, did I leave?

[Evasive, but he grins over, taking interest in his wine glass.]

Mostly just messed up your workbench, yeah? Lot of.work to do.

[sword_breaker]

You said you had things to do too. Didn't exactly sound like it had to do with things back home.

[That response gets a raised brow because that sounds like a deflection for sure. However he relents, nodding.]

Really do. Helmet might take a bit but I'm glad it can be saved.

[rocketsout]

Definitely things. Really things.

[He pauses for a moment, taking a sip before grinning over.]

Thanks again for gettingt those parts too. Should make everything a lot easier.

[sword_breaker]

Alright then. Things it is.

It's nothing though. However you're welcome. I know how much you love that helmet so it'd be rough to see it go. I started some repairs but everything else is up to you really.

[rocketsout]

Titan tradition.

[He makes a motion with one hand.]

Armor is built by people in the field, not in the city's forges. I can do as much as I can, because that's how it goes.

[There's a slight pause.]

Letting someone else touch your armor like that is a huge show of trust. You're basically trusting them with your life and wellbeing.

[He offers a small smile.]

I trust you with it. You make repairs? I know I'll be safe.

[sword_breaker]

[Oh.

Oh that's definitely a thing. He glances down at his hands, flexing them at the thought of his repairs being that important. It made things a lot more dicey with the idea that if he screwed up...no don't think like that.]

Sounds much like what we do, us hunters. You can get gear of course from the quartermasters but the best gear is the one you make yourself. You know all of the ins and outs.

I need to make sure I have the correct stuff. Maybe invest in some other things to make things go more smoothly. Have some schematics so I don't mess up.

[He was definitely nervous once more but over something completely different now. Sighing, he takes a sip before rubbing the back of his neck.]

I'm glad that I'm that trustworthy though. It means a lot.