It's my room and I'll trash it if I want to! - OTA
His room was trashed.
Shoes, bedding, paper, bottles, books, clothing... you name it he'd pretty much thrown it around the room. Everything and anything that he could get his hands on had been attacked and used to vent his anger and frustration. If Ric was honest he wasn't actually angry at Martini or anyone in particular.
He was feeling just a little bit stir crazy, missing the feel of the earth beneath his feet and that constant knowledge of stability beneath him. It didn't help that Kat was away on a mission so it wasn't like he could go find her and try to get some of his frustration out by lavishing attention on her to wind up Martini. And to add insult to injury he wasn't allowed to go on the Supply trip with his Rogue. Instead he was stuck in the bloody compound!
What he wanted right now was for Rogue to come and make it all better, he missed the days of sharing a tent with her. Ever since the room allocations of Russia, he had been subject to Wade and his lovely little Wade-isms! And then there had been Martini coming in a tidying his space and putting away his things! Only Rogue could get away with that! ... okay so maybe that was the anger talking but still Martini had really pushed his luck earlier yelling at him and telling him he knew nothing!
He bet Martini would have happily talked to that bloody Scion!
Sitting on his bed, a few feathers from his pillow stuck to him, Ric stared at the mess he had made and sighed. Now he had to clear it all back up again.
Bollocks.
Shoes, bedding, paper, bottles, books, clothing... you name it he'd pretty much thrown it around the room. Everything and anything that he could get his hands on had been attacked and used to vent his anger and frustration. If Ric was honest he wasn't actually angry at Martini or anyone in particular.
He was feeling just a little bit stir crazy, missing the feel of the earth beneath his feet and that constant knowledge of stability beneath him. It didn't help that Kat was away on a mission so it wasn't like he could go find her and try to get some of his frustration out by lavishing attention on her to wind up Martini. And to add insult to injury he wasn't allowed to go on the Supply trip with his Rogue. Instead he was stuck in the bloody compound!
What he wanted right now was for Rogue to come and make it all better, he missed the days of sharing a tent with her. Ever since the room allocations of Russia, he had been subject to Wade and his lovely little Wade-isms! And then there had been Martini coming in a tidying his space and putting away his things! Only Rogue could get away with that! ... okay so maybe that was the anger talking but still Martini had really pushed his luck earlier yelling at him and telling him he knew nothing!
He bet Martini would have happily talked to that bloody Scion!
Sitting on his bed, a few feathers from his pillow stuck to him, Ric stared at the mess he had made and sighed. Now he had to clear it all back up again.
Bollocks.