Adstringendum voice mail

[leashed]

If you require my services and have tried to contact me without a response, I may be unavailable.

Please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as I am physically able.

Romulus Hart, 1st lieutenant

Comments

[danseur]

it gives me a tummy ache



share it with me

[leashed]

there is not very much and i find chocolate overly sweet

why did you request it if it makes you sick

[danseur]

It makes me sick but Im kind of fond of it

should sound familiar, does it???

Share with me

[leashed]

not very familiar

if you insist. i will be home shortly

[offline -- the morning before the attack]

[danseur]

[ Morgan is just sort of.. stalking you playfully around the house, Rome, from the moment he gets up. He's not being too sly about it, either. ]

[offline -- the morning before the attack]

[leashed]

[Rome isn't going to really notice at first- or at least, he'll dismiss it as stuff that Morgan usually does.

Still though, when the behavior doesn't stop, he turns with a little frown.]

Do you want something?

[danseur]

[ Morgan cracks up a little when Rome actually confronts him, shaking his head. His hair and clothes are still rumpled from his early morning nap, but his eyes are bright, a slightly lopsided grin on his face. ]

Last night was fun.

[leashed]

You're beginning to let go and enjoy yourself.

[The thought makes him smile a little uncharacteristically, and Rome puts a hand out to smooth down Morgan's collar.]

We have a few more days of it.

[danseur]

[ Morgan's hand flies up, catching Rome's with his, and he pulls it up to smooth along his own neck. ]

Good. I've never enjoyed it like this before.

[ There's an almost guilty tinge to his tone. ]

[leashed]

[He nods, leaning in a little, fingers feeling at his pulse.]

You are getting better. I am very proud of you.

[danseur]

[ He cracks up at that, turning his face to nip at Rome's fingertips. ]

I've been practicing.

[leashed]

[He purses his lips, before poking Morgan in the nose instead.]

Tonight, I want to go for a run into the Wastes.

[danseur]

Lead the way.

[ When Rome purses his lips, Morgan leans down to smack his lips playfully against them. ]

I'll follow.

[leashed]

[He has to smile at that, reaching to bunch his fingers in the fabric of Morgan's shirt, pulling and wringing at it- not trying to get it off or anything, just needing something to do. He's restless.

[danseur]

[ It gets another little snicker out of him, though, and he's sliding his hands down to Rome's hips, growling playfully as he ducks his head into the side of his neck. ]

[leashed]

[Rome makes a little noise before nipping at his jaw a little playfully and pulling away, his eyes bright and... a little mischievous.]

[danseur]

[ There's a little whine when Rome actually pulls away, the same mischief in his own eyes. ]

Where you going?

[leashed]

[He taps his foot at Morgan's own, meeting his eyes with a raised eyebrow. 'Follow me and find out.']

Close your eyes and count to ten.

[They are totally going to play hide and seek.]

[danseur]

[ He raises his own eyebrows in return, letting go of him and lifting his hands to cover his eyes. ]

One... two three.. [ Cheating! ]

[leashed]

[That's totally okay bro, because Rome backs up slowly for the first few counts, before turning and zooming off into a run. There are no bounds, and by 'four' he's out of the house, by 'six', he's onto the street, and by 'ten'... well, he could be anywhere.]

[danseur]

[ It's alright. By 'eight,' Morgan is already at a dead run, too, skidding out in the street and catching himself on a building. He's looking for him, senses heightened, not sure if he can rely on his sense of smell yet.

So he goes crashing into the first closest building. Looking. ]

[leashed]

[Rome is definitely trackable, and he did go into that building.

Still, when Morgan opens the door to the room that Rome is 'hiding' in, he's gonna get tackled. :|]

[danseur]

[ And Morgan hits the ground hard, but he's laughing when he does, trying to throw Rome onto his side. ]

[leashed]

[[ooc: continued from here]]

no i will continue to do what i feel is necessary to protect and help people but it will no longer be a structured effort. i do not enjoy having unscheduled time

yes. you are acting under them as an extension of them. any crimes you commit are their crimes not yours

[mere_shopkeeper]

Then you see, your notions of duty and obligation are still there, despite the loss of the squad's structure. All you have to do is create your own order for your own time. That is what I meant.



Is that so? How interesting... What if you are ordered to torture someone for information you know without a doubt that they do not have, then slowly kill them for a crime that you know someone else committed? Would you still follow those orders without fail?