[ NO WOW THAT WAS THE WHOLE GROUP calm down Soldier... He'd be pissing like a racehorse at that rate!! His liver would abort mission!!
Okay fine that's cool she didn't need to hold onto the phone, but he'll be scrolling into pictures of her trying on clothes and things like pictures of taking some of the younger girls out to nice places to eat, posing with their fancy food and some idle scenery things. Many are of their recent mission in Hanamura, with pictures at nearby shrines and their gardens. He's clearly overshot the two or three she'd taken lying there next to him. ]
I'm only saying that I am the one that's cold. I wasn't paying attention to the time; maybe an hour?
[Oh. Oh, well, okay. Maybe he looks a little embarrassed for getting overly defensive, but it's hard to tell because he's still wearing the visor like a total jerk.
What he will do is hand her phone back (they are cute pictures but they kind of make him Sad), and since she's cold, he'll unzip his jacket, pull his arms out of the sleeves, and put it over her shoulder.
[ She'll take her phone back with a little smile and keep scrolling through idly, or at least until he starts to move and drapes his jacket over her. It's still warm from his body heat, and the gesture is apology enough for being bristly. She pulls her legs up to get as much of herself under it as possible, blue eyes twinkling with amusement. ]
They were cute, weren't they? And thank you. Take it back the moment you begin to get cold. I don't need you of all people in bed with a fever when I can barely see your forehead.
[ She'll just ball up at his side and keep showing him pictures, enjoying the silence and his presence. It is peaceful up here, and soon enough the sun would be rising. ]
[He's not going to call anything cute, probably, but they are nice pictures, even if they can be a little hard to look at for a variety of reasons he's not going to voice.]
Takes more than this to get me sick.
[Think about who you are talking to. Everything will be fine.]
[ No, Jack, "cute" is the proper response for the likes of Lena and Lucio and the rest of the kids. They're precious and need to be protected and well-fed. Besides, now he's in some team pictures too; even if it's just with herself.
She's scrolled to more scenery and she'll just exit the gallery, pulling the phone back under the heavy leather jacket on top of her. ]
For that I'm glad. You're my worst patient by far.
[Especially over him. Which he understands, of course, but it's not something he really wants to admit to or think too hard about. There are plenty of other people she can fuss over--most of which are in her pictures.]
[ He's reckless and she fusses overmuch because if she didn't, no one else would. He's developed skill at pushing people away, and she'll have none of it. Don't you worry, 76, she has plenty of fuss to go around for everyone and then some. He just picks up the excess supply. ]
[Maybe it's a joke, but he's not very good at being humorous, anymore, so it comes off as drier than it needs to be. Still, he's not exactly pushing her away or objecting to their proximity, so perhaps this is a miracle after all.]
[ She laughs anyway, a warm and quiet little thing. Perhaps she is a miracle worker.
THAT'S REALLY NOT WHAT SHE MEANS... Her smile almost turns exasperated, eyes rolling. She sits up enough to fish out her flask and take a quick sip, tipping it his way in offering. ]
I wasn't intending on sleeping. I wanted to watch.
When she hands him the flask, he's just going to stare at it, and then at Angela. Mask, remember? He's going to hold up a hand and play like he's already had too much to drink.]
[ Hey a girl can try, ok. She'll just tuck it back in her pocket when he turns it down, readjusting his coat over her and enjoying the way the heat of the rum is flowing through to her fingertips and toes, unfurling with a pleasant burn. She muffles a pleased little noise into her scarf somewhere between a sigh and a hum. ]
No one should turn down an opportunity to watch the sun rise, Jack.
[ It's barely a whisper, and it is already like, idk. 4AM. They won't have to wait for long. So since they're sitting up now, she'll just lean over on him and bump her shoulder into his side and smile for no particular reason. ]
[Yeah, sorry. He's probably had his picture taken one too many times tonight to want to take the visor off. He'll give her a little bump back, though.]
I'm usually up this hour.
[So, probably he's seen quite a few sunrises. It's probably not a secret that he's a bit of an insomniac.]
[ HAVE SOME FAITH IN HER SHE ISN'T GOING TO SHOW ANYONE goodness gracious. It certainly isn't a secret that he's an insomniac, but likewise, it's no secret that she enjoys the chance to sleep in and hasn't seen nearly enough to sate her. And they were always different; rotation of the Earth guaranteed you never saw the same sunrise and sunset, and that is just plain wonderful. It made her want to see more.
[ SHE'LL LEAVE HIM TO HIS QUIET TIME JEEZ... the kids were already all over him otherwise. She won't be that selfish. ]
I usually head to the trails up into the hills. I'll take a thermos of coffee and my paperwork if I can spare an hour or two, but only around 0500.
[ That, however, is a gentle offer for him to join her if he ever feels like it.
Besides, she tries to indulge in her beauty sleep. He's probably seen the mussed and groggy results of her waking up without enough rest. Girl won't even fix her hair until she's fully awake, barring medical emergencies and an entire pot of coffee to jazz her up. ]
You take paperwork with you into the woods at 0500.
[He sounds a bit skeptical about that, not that he'd put it past her, really. Maybe she does do paperwork in the woods at 0500. He can't exactly judge. They all have weird habits.
Is she inviting him into the woods to do paperwork at 0500? If he picks up on that, he doesn't show it. Then again, it's hard to read much of anything when all anyone can really see is the tops of his eyebrows and the way they pinch together.]
Would you like a day in the life at the medbay? If I weren't leaving the base with my reports, they would never be touched. I don't often have a quiet five minutes. If it isn't one thing it'll be another, and people barrel through my doors all day and all night.
[ She's turning a Look on him. Fight her and tell her she's wrong, #1 Culprit. The way she leans into him and stays there is plenty to communicate that she doesn't mind. Better treated than untreated. Better alive than dead. ]
[Is she only teasing? Is he actually considering lending her a hand? No. That would be terrible. He has so many other soldier things to do. If she outright asked him and he said yes, no one else would let him live it down. They can do without drawing additional attention to themselves, he thinks.]
[ You can bet your fine butt she's raising a brow at you, genuinely curious above that little smirk. She will never stop worrying about him and she'll always take care of him, so really, he has nothing to worry about. She wouldn't have it in her heart to be cruel. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Okay fine that's cool she didn't need to hold onto the phone, but he'll be scrolling into pictures of her trying on clothes and things like pictures of taking some of the younger girls out to nice places to eat, posing with their fancy food and some idle scenery things. Many are of their recent mission in Hanamura, with pictures at nearby shrines and their gardens. He's clearly overshot the two or three she'd taken lying there next to him. ]
I'm only saying that I am the one that's cold. I wasn't paying attention to the time; maybe an hour?
no subject
What he will do is hand her phone back (they are cute pictures but they kind of make him Sad), and since she's cold, he'll unzip his jacket, pull his arms out of the sleeves, and put it over her shoulder.
He says ABSOLUTELY NOTHING while he does this.]
no subject
They were cute, weren't they? And thank you. Take it back the moment you begin to get cold. I don't need you of all people in bed with a fever when I can barely see your forehead.
[ She'll just ball up at his side and keep showing him pictures, enjoying the silence and his presence. It is peaceful up here, and soon enough the sun would be rising. ]
no subject
Takes more than this to get me sick.
[Think about who you are talking to. Everything will be fine.]
no subject
She's scrolled to more scenery and she'll just exit the gallery, pulling the phone back under the heavy leather jacket on top of her. ]
For that I'm glad. You're my worst patient by far.
no subject
[Especially over him. Which he understands, of course, but it's not something he really wants to admit to or think too hard about. There are plenty of other people she can fuss over--most of which are in her pictures.]
no subject
[ He's reckless and she fusses overmuch because if she didn't, no one else would. He's developed skill at pushing people away, and she'll have none of it. Don't you worry, 76, she has plenty of fuss to go around for everyone and then some. He just picks up the excess supply. ]
Think we can last until sunrise?
no subject
[Maybe it's a joke, but he's not very good at being humorous, anymore, so it comes off as drier than it needs to be. Still, he's not exactly pushing her away or objecting to their proximity, so perhaps this is a miracle after all.]
I can keep watch.
[That's. That's not what she means, 76.]
no subject
[ She laughs anyway, a warm and quiet little thing. Perhaps she is a miracle worker.
THAT'S REALLY NOT WHAT SHE MEANS... Her smile almost turns exasperated, eyes rolling. She sits up enough to fish out her flask and take a quick sip, tipping it his way in offering. ]
I wasn't intending on sleeping. I wanted to watch.
no subject
When she hands him the flask, he's just going to stare at it, and then at Angela. Mask, remember? He's going to hold up a hand and play like he's already had too much to drink.]
Sure, if that's what you want.
[He can hang out.]
Got nothing better to do.
no subject
No one should turn down an opportunity to watch the sun rise, Jack.
[ It's barely a whisper, and it is already like, idk. 4AM. They won't have to wait for long. So since they're sitting up now, she'll just lean over on him and bump her shoulder into his side and smile for no particular reason. ]
no subject
I'm usually up this hour.
[So, probably he's seen quite a few sunrises. It's probably not a secret that he's a bit of an insomniac.]
0400.
no subject
Being tipsy makes her a bit romantic. ]
And how often do you indulge?
no subject
But, you know, he's still a military man. Early mornings for training are sort of ingrained into the very fiber of his being. Old habits, blah blah.]
Sometimes. Usually busy.
[Doing whatever it is he does at 0400.]
no subject
What could you possibly be busy with at 0400?
no subject
Usually go for a run.
[Before all the children get up.]
no subject
[ More like, how has she not run into you... she's usually doing the same at 0500, but he probably doesn't run for a whole hour. ]
no subject
[WAIT...wait, he's onto you. He knows what this is about. You're planning to INTERCEPT HIM.]
Nice in the morning.
[When it's QUIET.]
no subject
I usually head to the trails up into the hills. I'll take a thermos of coffee and my paperwork if I can spare an hour or two, but only around 0500.
[ That, however, is a gentle offer for him to join her if he ever feels like it.
Besides, she tries to indulge in her beauty sleep. He's probably seen the mussed and groggy results of her waking up without enough rest. Girl won't even fix her hair until she's fully awake, barring medical emergencies and an entire pot of coffee to jazz her up. ]
no subject
[He sounds a bit skeptical about that, not that he'd put it past her, really. Maybe she does do paperwork in the woods at 0500. He can't exactly judge. They all have weird habits.
Is she inviting him into the woods to do paperwork at 0500? If he picks up on that, he doesn't show it. Then again, it's hard to read much of anything when all anyone can really see is the tops of his eyebrows and the way they pinch together.]
no subject
[ She's turning a Look on him. Fight her and tell her she's wrong, #1 Culprit. The way she leans into him and stays there is plenty to communicate that she doesn't mind. Better treated than untreated. Better alive than dead. ]
no subject
[Please don't invite him. He picks up what she's putting down with that Look, and almost pulls away.]
Not that bad a patient, am I?
[He likes to think he's pretty good, considering. Something that got instilled him in the military.]
take my clumsy phone tag you fiend
[ Aren't you glad she's only teasing? To his follow-up, though, she only smiles sadly. ]
You're too good of a patient. I do wish you wouldn't be so reckless. Should I be rougher in my treatment to deter you?
B)
Is that a threat?
no subject
[ You can bet your fine butt she's raising a brow at you, genuinely curious above that little smirk. She will never stop worrying about him and she'll always take care of him, so really, he has nothing to worry about. She wouldn't have it in her heart to be cruel. ]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)