[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: 2015-11-08 08:19 am (UTC)From:Well yeah.
[His voice is thick with emotion, even if he tries to play it off. He slips his hand over the hunter's, gently taking the ring and fumbling for a moment before he's able to slip it on the man's finger.]
Love you, so much.
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Date: 2015-11-08 06:32 pm (UTC)From:Love you too.
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Date: 2015-11-09 07:54 am (UTC)From:[His own hand strays up to cover the hunter's, and he leans into the touch with a contented noise.]
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Date: 2015-11-09 08:53 am (UTC)From:[His fingers intertwine with Liam's and gently brings both of their hands down before making sure that the transport was enroute. It shouldn't be too long.]
How about we go home?
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Date: 2015-11-11 02:43 am (UTC)From:[Really, could things get better? He's certain that they couldn't, because this is certainly the highlight of his risen life. But is that the transport? It is, and he tugs James towards it.]
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Date: 2015-11-11 08:33 pm (UTC)From:So we're alone. How about explaining that desire you had on Venus? With me face first in the sheets.
[Honestly he didn't expect anything out of it. Merely a tease at the titan than an actual request to know things.]
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Date: 2015-11-11 11:09 pm (UTC)From:Like I said, sometimes a guy needs something to get him through the lonely nights. Sometimes that's thinking about coming home to the guy he's sweet on desperate and moaning. Shameless, even. And I mean, you gotta go from there so-
[Definitely teasing.]
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Date: 2015-11-12 12:36 am (UTC)From:Hm I don't know if I'd ever be desperate. Shamelessly moaning? Definite possibility.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:11 am (UTC)From:Gotta let a guy have his fantasies.
[Traveler, it's good to be back and able to banter like this.]
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:34 am (UTC)From:Fair enough. So how did it go? Come home and find me in a compromised position?
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Date: 2015-11-12 04:42 am (UTC)From:You really want to know?
[He pauses for a moment, as if pondering. Really, it's quite theatrical and completely unnecessary, but no reason not to be a bit playful.]
Come home, yeah? 'n you're upstairs in bed, hands and knees, head down and kinda shoved into the pillows. Must have been working yourself up a long time, 'cause you're really flushed, like that way you get sometimes.
[He laughs under his breath, grinning wider.]
And I mean, you got a hand on yourself, slow and the like. Like, I'm not quiet y'know? So I get up there and you kinda look over and do that thing you do where you don't take no for an answer and I mean-
[Alright, his cheeks might be a little red.]
Yeah?
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Date: 2015-11-12 06:40 am (UTC)From:Oh ok that's definitely one hell of an image in his head now. It wasn't hard to sort of fill in the blanks since yea he had sort of done that while the titan was away on Venus. Trying to use the pillows in order to keep himself quiet.
He shifts uncomfortably for a moment, attempting to stave off anything from ruining this. However it would serve him right since he had asked about it. Just need to stop thinking about it.]
Yea, yea I get it.
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Date: 2015-11-12 06:54 am (UTC)From:Like I said, guy's gotta have something to get him through the boring times.
[He presses an almost apologetic kiss to James' shoulder though.]
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Date: 2015-11-12 08:01 am (UTC)From:That's one hell of a something. I don't see how that would've helped. Might've made things worse on you since there was no privacy or anything.
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Date: 2015-11-12 08:20 am (UTC)From:[There's definitely amusement in his tone.]
At least it kept me from being bored? Though uh, not the most comfortable.
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Date: 2015-11-12 09:01 am (UTC)From:Bored no but the comfortable part? Already can figure out why it wouldn't be, dork. Not exactly needing decryption on that one. Hopefully I can stave off that boredom for you though.
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Date: 2015-11-12 09:29 am (UTC)From:[But he's laughing all the same, opening his eyes and leaning up to steal a kiss.]
You always do. Always.
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Date: 2015-11-12 09:57 am (UTC)From:[He lowers his head in order to make the kiss more comfortable, knocking his forehead against Liam's.]
Good to know. I can say the same for you. Never a dull moment really.
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Date: 2015-11-12 10:03 am (UTC)From:[Or maybe it's because that's far more utilitarian, but that's so much less fun.]
Never gonna be a dull moment for the rest of ever.
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Date: 2015-11-12 05:23 pm (UTC)From:[Hopefully he doesn't have an awkward incident in here. So far he was calming back down which was a definite help.]
Maybe a bit of quiet moments though but those aren't dull either.
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Date: 2015-11-12 08:37 pm (UTC)From:[Oh he's certainly teasing again, and he leans in to drop a quick kiss along the side of James' neck.]
And gotta appreciate the quiet too, yeah?
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Date: 2015-11-12 09:03 pm (UTC)From:What? No. I don't.
And yea, we do. The quiet can be nice sometimes.
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Date: 2015-11-12 10:55 pm (UTC)From:What, I mean it's not a bad thing, like I'll even model for you if you want.
[Is he being a little shit? Of course he is.]
Would take just one quiet moment with you over ten thousand matches in the crucible.
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Date: 2015-11-13 12:51 am (UTC)From:Love you.
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