We don't need no steenkin' RNG.werewolf_hackerDecember 22 2012, 19:34:57 UTC
[Ben has recovered physically from his ordeals. Mentally and emotionally is quite something else. But he can function, as long as strangers don't touch him, and he finally declares himself fit for duty.
Mainly because rattling around with nothing to do is driving him crazy.]
It's been wonky for DAYS. X(werewolf_hackerDecember 23 2012, 00:53:50 UTC
Oh, thank Dad. When can we go back? Can we start today? Today would be awesome. [His sentences are kind of running together, and Ben makes an effort and gets hold of himself.]
[Ben is clearly relieved.] Awesome. Being stuck in my own head with nothing to do but hit the weight room has been bad for me, I'm not gonna lie. I need more action than I've been getting, and it'll be good to be back in the game again.
[Even if the "game" is a criminal enterprise run by smart and scary thugs.]
Probably not. [They've picked someplace quiet for Ben's recovery, someplace with easy access to wide open spaces so he can wolf and run at will. It's done him a world of good, but now he wants to get back to work.
He gathers up the breakfast dishes while she makes her calls, and starts loading the dishwasher, whistling between his teeth.]
[Kati is all professionalism on the phone, careful not to seem too eager or too cheerful, but brisk and polite and prepared. This isn't her first go-round, after all.
In half an hour or so she hangs up the phone with a satisfied nod.]
Very good. We are expected in Boston on Friday. They will arrange a company car for our use.
[He perks up at that.] Ooo, that means we can go to the Cape when they're not using us. It's not LA, but it's a beach and I'll take it. [He heads back to his room and starts throwing the stuff he wants to take but won't need until Friday into a bag.]
[And Kati does the same, packing up a selection of clothes and necessities and a much larger selection of weaponry. She is what she is, after all, and she does what she does.]
[Well, Ben would be packing up weaponry too, if he had any. But he is the weapon, more often than not these days, fangs and claws and a scary demeanor taking the place of his beloved Micro Desert Eagle and sword cane.
But it's not like he's fighting demons anymore, except for his personal ones, so fangs and claws it is against the squishy humans. He shuts his suitcase with satisfaction and goes back out to the living room, flumping down onto the sofa and putting his feet up on the coffee table.] I'm ready, other than my toothbrush.
[Kati sits next to him and cards her fingers through his hair. She's going to have to cut down on the displays of affection from here on out, and she's not looking forward to that.]
[Ben leans into the caress. Being touched by someone he likes and trusts isn't a thing a slave normally gets. He huffs out a breath.] Yeah, it will, but I'll miss this. Maybe I'll just be wolfed more often in front of people. No one thinks it's weird for a person to pet an animal.
You're the best, Mistress. [He gives her a faintly impish look.] Does that mean we can go to the lake and I can splash around in it as a last hurrah? Maybe a picnic?
Mainly because rattling around with nothing to do is driving him crazy.]
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Which is why she regards Ben over their morning coffee one day and announces]
It is time we get back to work, I think.
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I'm ready, Mistress. More than ready.
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Sehr gut. I see no reason we cannot make contact today, then. It suits me just fine to do so.
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[Even if the "game" is a criminal enterprise run by smart and scary thugs.]
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I will make the necessary calls. We should pack up whatever needs taking with us, too. I doubt they will want us to work from this city.
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He gathers up the breakfast dishes while she makes her calls, and starts loading the dishwasher, whistling between his teeth.]
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In half an hour or so she hangs up the phone with a satisfied nod.]
Very good. We are expected in Boston on Friday. They will arrange a company car for our use.
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But it's not like he's fighting demons anymore, except for his personal ones, so fangs and claws it is against the squishy humans. He shuts his suitcase with satisfaction and goes back out to the living room, flumping down onto the sofa and putting his feet up on the coffee table.] I'm ready, other than my toothbrush.
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[Kati sits next to him and cards her fingers through his hair. She's going to have to cut down on the displays of affection from here on out, and she's not looking forward to that.]
It will be good to be back to work, yes?
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