[voice] dated to the evening before awfulnessfirebornfidelisMarch 15 2011, 05:56:41 UTC
Colonel?
[... this is weird. Checking in like this so that he won't expect her in his home, in his kitchen, in his bed. So that he won't wonder.]
I don't think I'll be coming back to the apartment tonight. There's still a lot to be done out here, so I thought I'd stay at HQ and work through the night. Would you mind looking after Hayate?
[It's weird to hear her say those words -to know that the apartment she's referring to is his. He trusts her, though, and he knows that so long as she's at HQ, he has nothing to worry about. There are others there, after all, so it isn't as though she's alone.
And if there's paperwork involved, he really doesn't want to be there.]
Lieutenant...
[A pause. He wants to tell her to be careful in light of the recent slaughter at that Dismas brothel and to watch herself because of the damage the building sustained, but he knows her. She'll be fine.
And so he opts for the obvious.]
...we'll see you tomorrow, then. Just make sure you get some rest, even if it's only for a few moments. Consider it an order.
[voice] it seems so much more terrible, knowing when they don'tfirebornfidelisMarch 15 2011, 06:48:14 UTC
[She sighs, but its good-natured.]
I'll try, sir. I wouldn't want to disobey an order.
[A pause as she reins in that little smirk.]
I think there is still some quiche from yesterday in the icebox. You can heat it up in the oven for dinner, but be careful not to burn it.
[And she stops herself before she mothers him too much. She's gotten rather... used to cooking for the two of them and she kind of misses the ritual of it right now.]
All right. I'll be back early tomorrow, probably by four o' clock or so.
/backdated to yesterday afternoonsonvisageMarch 16 2011, 18:15:18 UTC
[This is some dead air, Roy. Have it, because what the fuck are words, even. It crosses her mind that you might think she did this thing. It's not her style. Too ...messy. Too much of a spectacle. It practically had pay attention to me written all over it. In blood.]
[If this were video he would be able to see the shock his last remark had just given her. But it's not. So what he hears is a space of silence, and a very even timbre instead of her recovery from what amounts to an audible (not entirely undeserved) slap.]
It's delightful. Those emotions seem to be doing no one any favors.
[He's grieving? She doesn't care. Not after these past weeks, and her nerves are on edge. The timing of this only makes it worse.]
Give me half an hour. I'll knock once. I'm not staying.
Unless you want me to.
[She doesn't want to. Won't. But she can't resist a little dig, especially after his question.]
[Half an hour should give him plenty of time to crawl in the shower and force himself to look even the tiniest bit more presentable... and it'd help hide the fact that he's been crying it's been raining almost nonstop since he got home.
[If she notices anything odd about his appearance, she doesn't speak of it. Simply knocks and waits. If and when he opens the door, she'll step inside, sparing a quick glance about the room as she bends down to deposit one (slightly larger and very round) puppy on the floor. A quick scratch under his chin, a little smile in Alison's direction, should she be visible - and a slightly more somber smile at Hayate before she turns to leave.]
You can reach me by Forge if there's a problem. [If you somehow can't manage three puppies on your own.] Otherwise I'll return in the morning.
[Not quite the same as what he'd wanted to ask -if she'd gotten her revenge or not-, but she's had him worried ever since she told him she was going to face him again.]
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[... this is weird. Checking in like this so that he won't expect her in his home, in his kitchen, in his bed. So that he won't wonder.]
I don't think I'll be coming back to the apartment tonight. There's still a lot to be done out here, so I thought I'd stay at HQ and work through the night. Would you mind looking after Hayate?
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[It's weird to hear her say those words -to know that the apartment she's referring to is his. He trusts her, though, and he knows that so long as she's at HQ, he has nothing to worry about. There are others there, after all, so it isn't as though she's alone.
And if there's paperwork involved, he really doesn't want to be there.]
Lieutenant...
[A pause. He wants to tell her to be careful in light of the recent slaughter at that Dismas brothel and to watch herself because of the damage the building sustained, but he knows her. She'll be fine.
And so he opts for the obvious.]
...we'll see you tomorrow, then. Just make sure you get some rest, even if it's only for a few moments. Consider it an order.
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I'll try, sir. I wouldn't want to disobey an order.
[A pause as she reins in that little smirk.]
I think there is still some quiche from yesterday in the icebox. You can heat it up in the oven for dinner, but be careful not to burn it.
[And she stops herself before she mothers him too much. She's gotten rather... used to cooking for the two of them and she kind of misses the ritual of it right now.]
All right. I'll be back early tomorrow, probably by four o' clock or so.
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Take your time, Lieutenant, there isn't any rush. We'll be here.
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...and it's a closed broadcast, so his voice has a bit more of an edge to it than it might have had otherwise.]
What?
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[Do you have him? Yes, you are supposed to read her mind.]
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He's here. He's fine.
...he wants his owner back.
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[If this were video he would be able to see the shock his last remark had just given her. But it's not. So what he hears is a space of silence, and a very even timbre instead of her recovery from what amounts to an audible (not entirely undeserved) slap.]
It's delightful. Those emotions seem to be doing no one any favors.
[He's grieving? She doesn't care. Not after these past weeks, and her nerves are on edge. The timing of this only makes it worse.]
Give me half an hour. I'll knock once. I'm not staying.
Unless you want me to.
[She doesn't want to. Won't. But she can't resist a little dig, especially after his question.]
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[Half an hour should give him plenty of time to crawl in the shower and force himself to look even the tiniest bit more presentable... and it'd help hide the fact that he's been crying it's been raining almost nonstop since he got home.
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You can reach me by Forge if there's a problem. [If you somehow can't manage three puppies on your own.] Otherwise I'll return in the morning.
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It's over.
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Are you alright?
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[Uninjured wouldn't be strictly accurate, but she feels better now than she did an hour ago. A weight lifted.]
I'm fine. I won. I lived.
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[Not quite the same as what he'd wanted to ask -if she'd gotten her revenge or not-, but she's had him worried ever since she told him she was going to face him again.]
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