A long night in the dark realm for Raidou the 14th left him useless the next morning. So exhausted he could be found asleep on the couch of his headquarters, too wrecked to make it down the hall but conscious enough, or polite enough, to remove his holsters and toe his shoes off before crash landing into sleep. Despite his exhaustion the summoner slept light and the click of the door handle from Narumi’s side of the suite woke Raidou up. The soft foot falls of his boss pre-shoed roused the summoner to a silent yawn, but the exaggerated sigh from Narumi, one that sounded less like an early morning stretch and more like the final rattle of an old man, got the best of Raidou and he feigned sleep as Narumi made his way down the short stairs towards his desk.
With most of his face pressed into the crook of his elbow Raidou could risk cracking an eye open out onto the office to watch, but he waited for the familiar squeak of his boss’ chair before attempting. Incidentally it never came as the footsteps seemed to stop at the edge of the stairs near Raidou’s feet before creeping even more quietly towards his head. The hesitance was thick but Raidou kept his breathing slow and deep, his face relaxed, as if Narumi had all the time in the world to stand there while he slept. This went on for some time, long enough for Raidou’s disciplined breathing to get the better of him and almost bring sleep back, but he had not heard a peep from Narumi. Not even the sound of his clothes rubbing together for when he shifted his balance. No breathing, nothing. As if he weren’t there. Upon cautiously opening an eye Raidou discovered Narumi actually wasn’t there.
He was across the room, in his chair, angled towards the stairs and not aware he was being watched. Something was missing in his eyes that Raidou could not pin point. He seemed rather distanced from the office, sitting at his well worn desk as if it weren’t his, his back parallel to the chair’s own, hands in his lap and chin tucked in. Taught and uncomfortable like a poorly drawn figure, penciled into the picture after everything else was inked. No vest or tie that Raidou could see in the pre-dawn dark of the room. It was early, even for the summoner, he couldn’t remember the last time he had been up early enough for it to still be dark outside. The only light available came from the corridor outside of the office, muted by coloured panes of glass, making Narumi seem even less there than he already was.
The ex-spy’s face was vacant of feeling or thought, and it wasn’t that he appeared tired either, just turned off. The sigh from before was the final chug of his engine before he pulled the keys and got out of the car; Narumi without direction or rules to follow and no one to watch out for. He was simultaneously harmless and without reason.
It was reptilian the way Narumi shed his hide when he thought he was alone.
The particularly unnerving thing was the way his eyes flicked towards Raidou without warning, catching the wet glint of his employee’s eye before pulling all that extra skin back on in a second. Raidou could hear the peel of Narumi’s lips against his teeth as he smiled.
“G’Morning Raidou, sleep well?”