Day 59: Sun Room (4th Shift)

[contentincloset]

After an intercom broadcast like that, Kurogane felt somewhat better about the little information he'd gotten from Harrington the previous night. The man only sounded competent when he needed to but was an idiot otherwise. Unfortunately that was furthered proof of the General not employing the brightest of staff members, making another option for

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[deathandgin]

Operation not stab anyone in the face was going just swimmingly. Regardless, nothing was really out on a quest to drastically improve Alaric's mood, either, his former lunch company included. Sure, he was full now, but for all the luck he'd had so far they'd stuck another round of parasites in the pink sludge and tonight Alaric would end up falling on a knife and losing an eye as well as his frontal lobe.

At least he wouldn't care about anything at that point. Yay.

It wasn't in him to sulk, but he did. Sue him. He bypassed the tent-fort-thing that took up the majority of the room and just. Slid to the floor. All the chairs and crap were already taken up anyway, and the warmth of the sunlight flooding through the front windows was somewhat relaxing. God. He didn't even have alcohol to soak himself in, and if Peter actually got him prison hooch he was going to slug himself in the face

[touchedgod]

The fort was still there, standing strong. Even the small corner that Kirk (Captain fucking Kirk) had gotten him to help construct was there, and Billy was something-sort-of-like proud of it. There were few things to take joy in, might as well focus on the small things, like reverting to the maturity of a seven year old and making a blanket fort with Captain Kirk. Of course, Kirk would have been an action figure of William Shatner, and not the real thing, only a a more youthful version. A childhood icon, now younger than him and definitely more handsome than him, although Billy had never much worried about his own age. He couldn't say he hadn't accomplished anything in his life. Although what really had they accomplished

[deathandgin]

Admittedly, it was totally pathetic to sort of seize up when someone slumped next to him - seriously, there was an entire room in here, and it wasn't like Alaric had been cursed with the friendliest face - but he did it anyway. He just waited for... something. Something. Nothing.

The teacher was starting to think maybe he had only wanted to unleash that on Damon. There was no way to tell what the connection was. Someone he had once hated? The first person he saw? But he had seen Peter, too, though he hadn't come before Damon. Shit. Shit, what if he had stayed with Peter in his room and ended up trying to kill him? He couldn't have dealt with that. That was just

[touchedgod]

Billy's exhaustion allowed him to smile. The sentiment was a nice one, if slightly foreign to Billy's experience. Whatever the current threat was, it had shown itself slow-moving enough to allow time for meaningless distractions. It made him nervous, and it irritated his overworked fight or flight reaction. It wasn't used to having nothing to do. The only breaks he could have hoped for before were hiding in filthy corners of abandoned buildings with Dane. They would sometimes discuss their plans. Mostly, though, they would stare at the walls, silently side by side