otherways - Knights of the Holy Order - Part III

[h2_muses]

He's not sure how long they've been in Rome, but it's been a while. His sleep patterns have become more irregular and the length of time he actually sleeps gets shorter and shorter. Lately it's been around four or five hours a night.

He's not going anywhere, he just gets up in the middle of the night or early in the morning and pours over the paperwork he has yet to pass on to anyone else. He walks around the labs and the rooms and the offices and the practice arenas all day - checking on things, looking in on research, keeping watch. His trust in the people doing the work has grown, but something still nags at him about the place. There is something he can sense that he doesn't want there, but he can't quite figure out what it is.

It's starting to irritate him - a lot.

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[i_vanquish_evil]

He steps up and catches Stephen's arm, not to pull him back, but to stop him momentarily.

"What's gotten into you?"

[i-read.livejournal.com]

He stamps Michael's foot and yanks his arm away.

"Sense. Or maybe it's just caught up with me. Either way, nothing that's had anything to do with you lately. Not that you'll fucking listen!"

And he heads into the bar with a snarl.

[i_vanquish_evil]

"I always listen-ow - " He's sent just enough off-balance to end up on the bar side of the door - not that h's actually noticed this yet.