Calm Before the Storm
Mar. 16th, 2013 07:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
They're alive.
Some how, they're alive. They flew a fucking tank and they're alive in an abandoned cottage outside of Berlin.
The house crackles with their energy, but nobody's feeling it more than Murdock - clearly, he's about halfway off the rails.
"Boss, I'm gonna talk him down." Face offers, nodding to where Murdock was turning giddy circles around the living room, loudly describing the whole experience to BA again.
At first, the colonel doesn't respond, but then he nods slowly and says; "Keep his head on straight, we've got a big day tomorrow."
He nods quick acceptance - understanding the unspoken threat loud and clear, don't break him. "Come on, Murdock... time to get some shut eye." He claps his friend on the shoulder, the first honest to god close contact they've had in six months. "Let's get some rest."
Some how, they're alive. They flew a fucking tank and they're alive in an abandoned cottage outside of Berlin.
The house crackles with their energy, but nobody's feeling it more than Murdock - clearly, he's about halfway off the rails.
"Boss, I'm gonna talk him down." Face offers, nodding to where Murdock was turning giddy circles around the living room, loudly describing the whole experience to BA again.
At first, the colonel doesn't respond, but then he nods slowly and says; "Keep his head on straight, we've got a big day tomorrow."
He nods quick acceptance - understanding the unspoken threat loud and clear, don't break him. "Come on, Murdock... time to get some shut eye." He claps his friend on the shoulder, the first honest to god close contact they've had in six months. "Let's get some rest."
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Date: 2013-03-19 11:03 pm (UTC)"Like fleas on a dog. You'll never get rid of me."
... Slightly less romantic, that.
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Date: 2013-03-19 11:08 pm (UTC)"More like beer and pizza."
He chuckles and adds; "I think I might be hungry."
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Date: 2013-03-19 11:26 pm (UTC)He runs his hands down Face's spine, coming to rest on the curve of his lower back.
"I think I'd like being pizza."
Because clearly Face is the beer.
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Date: 2013-03-19 11:35 pm (UTC)That's touch against his back draws a low murmur of approval and he strips off his shirt to allow full access to the tanned skin.
"Mmm," he lets his lips linger on the corner of his lover's mouth; "ham and pineapple with hot sauce?"
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Date: 2013-03-20 02:53 am (UTC)"Mmm. You know me so well."
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Date: 2013-03-20 03:07 am (UTC)Of course, Murdock's not most people. Likely never will be.
"I try."