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Roy Mustang ([personal profile] thewarisover) wrote in [community profile] soul_logs2012-05-01 09:56 pm

V-Day Means Work Day. [OPEN]

Characters: Roy and other Workaholics
Location: The DOGS Office
Rating: G for now!
Time: February 14, after training until whenever!
Description: What do you do while love is in the air and a chocolate craze has hit Death City? Work like nobody's business.



Even with all of the buzz and the excitement, Valentine's Day was just another day, wasn't it? That meant that people got up, people trained, and people went to work, especially if they happened to be employed with DOGS and the Watch.

Of course, Death City had a way of making things stop being normal pretty quickly...




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[personal profile] wildest 2012-05-15 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
The more that was said the more Kotetsu bristled, hardly able to contain himself and if it wasn't for the fact that they were indoors then he would have been yelling with a whole lot more bravado. Not because he was wrong, because he wasn't. No, it was the fact that she had been able to read so clearly through him that had put him even further on the defensive. So what if he'd had hardships? How was that supposed to make him speak out any differently about how he felt and what she had said? But he stopped, and his eyes widened slightly because it was then he realized that this wasn't coming from a place of bias from her part. If he had heard right, made the proper connections...

He'd heard the 'us' part as well, and that along with Barnaby's tug of their joined hands was enough to completely derail any anger further angry words from being spoken. Kotetsu went quiet, the kind that was filled with guilt and frustration but even if a tiny voice in his head insisted he apologize, he absolutely wouldn't. He hadn't started this, and so if he received an apology first then he'd gladly give one in return. Otherwise, nothing.

However, somehow that wasn't enough to stop him when he mumbled faintly under his breath as he turned his head away, shoulders slouched in defeat. "Sorry, Bunny." Because he at least owed that to his partner for being such a sensitive loud-mouth, and that was as much as he was willing to say for the time being.

[personal profile] ghostofaqueen 2012-05-16 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
NEXT may have developed random abilities that suited them or however they showed off their genetic changes, she knew well what it was like to have an ability emerge and be uncontrolled. The fact that she was treated as an enemy when she had her own source of understanding made her temper remain very close to the surface.

Here she was trying to find out more to limit her own ability to judge them and what they did, and she was the bad guy? The use of a single word turned her enemy?

She shot Barnaby a furious look, her hands clenched at her sides and the urge to drive his glasses into his eyeballs rose and ebbed away. "Well, considering you didn't even ask about mine, how would you know? You two are too busy being on the defensive," she snapped before shoving passed them both to get outside.

"I'm sorry I asked. It won't happen again, gentlemen," she said before walking away down the street without a glance back.
sentiments: (He's Just Not That Into You)

[personal profile] sentiments 2012-05-16 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
What... just happened here?

From her glare, Barnaby was sure he somehow set her off as well, though he honestly could not figure out what happened in that failure of a conversation that had caused it to break that quickly. Frowning, he just watched as she left, deciding against attempting to stop her. While still holding onto Kotetsu's hand and knowing his partner was already riled up, they wouldn't go very far with this.

He would just seek her out later, on his own, when the chaos of the day blew over. But for now... He just sighed, pulling off his glasses to blow dust from the lenses. "...come on, old man. Let's start our shift."
wildest: sᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ ☑ ɪᴛᴜᴋᴀ (goodnight sweet prince)

[personal profile] wildest 2012-05-17 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Kotetsu had winced slightly when Kerrigan fought back with her own angry words, and once again he contemplated on whether or not to merely apologize, but his stubbornness would refuse to let up for anything and so he just remained quiet, standing right where he was like some kid ready to take on a verbal lashing. It was quick, and he really had been expecting more but when she was done and had stormed past the two of them Kotetsu had just blinked and stared at the empty spot where Kerrigan had previously been, looking over his shoulder eventually to where she'd started to walk off.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing, and even has he turned his head over to Barnaby he still kept silent, though that wasn't so much because he didn't know what to say but that he didn't want to risk igniting what burning retort Barnaby would say to him about what had happened. He was angry. He wasn't showing it, but he was angry and Kotetsu was definitely not going to hear the end of it for a long while. "--r-right..." Was the only clumsy response he could give as he looked over his shoulder one more time. Kerrigan was gone, but it wouldn't be the last time he'd see her.

He was so screwed when they'd get home. Not even in the questionable way.