[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: 2015-11-14 08:09 am (UTC)From:[It's relatively quiet otherwise and he enjoys Liam's proximity, feeling as though he could take on anything in order to continue the moment without interruptions. Thankfully there are none and they arrive back at the apartment with no complications.
He pulls him inside, shutting the door before having to contemplate where to go from there. For now he simply nuzzles into the titan's neck lovingly.]
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Date: 2015-11-14 08:26 am (UTC)From:Love you too. Was a good night out. Better than anything.
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Date: 2015-11-14 01:14 pm (UTC)From:Mmhm. I'm glad you liked it.
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Date: 2015-11-14 08:26 pm (UTC)From:[And it's the truth. He leans over slightly to brush his lips across James' temple, content to just stay and drink in the man's warmth.]
Anything else planned, or do I get to steal you for the rest of the night?
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Date: 2015-11-14 09:09 pm (UTC)From:[He probably had some reports that should be looked over or something when it came to his position. But that wasn't what was being asked so he simply shakes his head.]
No that was it. Steal away.
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Date: 2015-11-14 10:22 pm (UTC)From:[His hand strays to gently nudge James' chin up, leaning down to kiss him soft and slow. There's a very slight grin when he pulls away, a little sheepish.]
's it too sappy to say I kinda want to curl up with you, 'cause you kinda wore me out?
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Date: 2015-11-14 10:56 pm (UTC)From:[Oh ok that's a kiss and he keeps it going as long as Liam allows for him to do so. The grin is answered with a soft smile while he returns to resting his head on his shoulder.]
One hundred percent sappy. But never too much still. If I can take off this jacket, by all means. Where though?
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Date: 2015-11-14 11:43 pm (UTC)From:[It's just a light tease though, and he's running a hand through the hunter's hair fondly.]
Couch. Pretty sure I uh, might fall asleep upstairs. Just a little.
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Date: 2015-11-14 11:59 pm (UTC)From:Promise to not make fun of you if wind up passing out.
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Date: 2015-11-15 12:21 am (UTC)From:[But his own jacket is discarded, and he follows closely after the hunter, leaning in once he's situated to drape himself over the man and tug him back to his chest.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 12:39 am (UTC)From:[He's back to fully relaxing like they had never left the aircraft, humming contently while closing his eyes to enjoy.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 01:07 am (UTC)From:[He's teasing though, winding his arms around the other and just enjoying the warmth.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 01:18 am (UTC)From:[Shifting around is easy enough until he gets comfortable and have room to wrap his arms around him. Definitely feels warm and safe like this. He missed this so much.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 02:26 am (UTC)From:[He's laughing though, and he places a tired kiss to the top of the hunter's head.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 03:12 am (UTC)From:[It comes out half muffled as he rests his cheek against Liam's chest, eyes remaining closed. Comfortable meant having his blind side out and trusting the man holding him.]
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Date: 2015-11-15 05:17 am (UTC)From:[And with that he leans down and gently places a trio of light kisses to the top of James' skull, taking great care not to startle him from his blind side.]
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Date: 2015-11-16 09:06 am (UTC)From:Chasing fruitlessly after my fiancee-
[Shit, that still feels so new to say.]
Who is cute as heck, but also leaving me to freeze
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Date: 2015-11-16 09:28 am (UTC)From:However he presses a kiss to Liam's forehead. Hopefully this was warm enough to stave off any future overdramatic whining. Dealt with worse though,]
Is this better then?
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