[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: 2015-11-13 12:51 am (UTC)From:Love you.
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Date: 2015-11-13 01:04 am (UTC)From:Uh huh.
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Date: 2015-11-13 01:30 am (UTC)From:[But he's taking the invitation, placing a few gentle kisses down the line of James' pulse.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 02:17 am (UTC)From:I know, I know. Love you too.
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Date: 2015-11-13 04:28 am (UTC)From:[There's an apologetic noise as he rests his head on the hunter's shoulder.]
Promise I'll behave.
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Date: 2015-11-13 04:49 am (UTC)From:[Yea still blushing but he doesn't give a damn at this rate.]
You don't have to.
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Date: 2015-11-13 06:34 am (UTC)From:[There's no offense though, just a good natured chuckle.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 07:39 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-11-13 07:45 am (UTC)From:[There's a definite tease there, and he reaches over to gently take the hunter's hand, running his thumb over the ring.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 08:24 am (UTC)From:[Definitely going to tease back. He was comfortable again though not necessarily confident, a light dusting of red on his cheeks.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 08:38 am (UTC)From:[He waggles his fingers a bit, then curls in closer to James.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 04:09 pm (UTC)From:Is that better?
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Date: 2015-11-13 08:38 pm (UTC)From:[He flashes a grin up, squirming a bit to situate himself more.comfortably, then lets out a sigh of contentment, closing his eyes.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 09:17 pm (UTC)From:[The squirming earns itself a soft grunt from him but after the titan settles out does a pleased noise leave him. He was more than willing to close his own eyes but someone needed to keep watch of their arrival.]
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Date: 2015-11-13 10:31 pm (UTC)From:[He leans up so he can press a lazy kiss to James' collar though.]
You're warm.
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Date: 2015-11-13 11:06 pm (UTC)From:[A laugh is drawn from him, leaning down to kiss his forehead softly.]
I try to be. Someone really enjoys it.
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Date: 2015-11-13 11:44 pm (UTC)From:[But he laughs quietly at the kiss, nuzzling into his chest.]
I mean, I don't know who that could be. Sounds like a pretty awesome guy though, if I have to say.
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Date: 2015-11-14 12:01 am (UTC)From:[He smirks, shaking his head.]
Oh really? Shame. I'm sure he would appreciate being acknowledged properly.
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Date: 2015-11-14 12:24 am (UTC)From:[He smirks back up, raising a brow.]
I mean, maybe he's humble, or something like that.
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Date: 2015-11-14 12:37 am (UTC)From:[A shrug of his shoulders and he's leaning back some.]
Fair enough.
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Date: 2015-11-14 12:51 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2015-11-14 01:53 am (UTC)From:[He releases one of Liam's hands though in order to hook an arm around his shoulders, knowing that the ride won't last forever but he was going to enjoy it as much as possible.]
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Date: 2015-11-14 01:59 am (UTC)From:[He grins up wolfishly, giving a pleased noise at the hold, moving to curl his fingers loosely around James' forearm.]
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