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]

[ 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. ]