Pardon Me
posted Mar 12, 2019 22:39:49 GMT -6
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[attr="class","lost1"]I live for defending.
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[attr="class","mouths1"]Aaaah, bugger...
It wasn't every day that Killian was stressed, but that day in particular was possibly an exception. Potentially. Somewhat. Possibly. Often times, he - like a few other people that he knew - liked to do his own thing beyond the office; including reviewing excess files and details in regards to a case that he may have been tasked to at a specific time. Such was what he was doing, for the most part, soon after he had slipped his way into a more favored cafe that he knew, ordered his food, and gotten to work on whatever he needed to tend to. For sake of discrepancy and preventing disclosed information from being released to wandering and passing eyes, he refrained from keeping his files opened and scattered across the table in between plates; taking care to lay his own methods of chaotic organization aside in order to be safer than sorry. In addition to a couple other cases, he and his normal partners had been recently tasked with a more pressing case at the last second. Needless to say, he and his unit were more than capable of handling themselves, but more work simply meant that there was more attention, and less room for unwinding.
...And he would've been lying if he said he wasn't a man that needed a balance between work and play.
"Ugh... Screw it, all. Maybe I'll shoot Eden a call a bi' later on..." he murmured under his breath, clicking his tongue. Crimson voids of his glared across the texts for a small while; assessing and revisiting details and the like in between subtle, absentminded bites of food, as well as sips of his drink, but he found himself slightly taken aback and into reality, once more, once he noticed his coffee running low. His eyes narrowed for a small moment, and with a small grumble, he sighed and neatly closed the files and brought them back into order; slipping them into his messenger bag, and hooking the strap over his shoulder to secure it before lifting himself. By no means was he done, however, so as he started for the line leading to the counter, he left a couple of less important items of his at his table as a means of staking his continuous claims upon the seat.
On the way to the front, though, he found himself lost in thought in regards to the case; his external attention fading a little bit, and causing him to subtly bump into someone that seemed to be doing the same thing as he was. At once, he looked up and blinked; giving them a small smirk, and chuckling while stepping back and gesturing for them to take the spot of the line that lingered in front of him as an indirect apology. "Oi-... Hah, sorry 'bout tha'," he started off. "Wasn't payin' much attention~."
It wasn't every day that Killian was stressed, but that day in particular was possibly an exception. Potentially. Somewhat. Possibly. Often times, he - like a few other people that he knew - liked to do his own thing beyond the office; including reviewing excess files and details in regards to a case that he may have been tasked to at a specific time. Such was what he was doing, for the most part, soon after he had slipped his way into a more favored cafe that he knew, ordered his food, and gotten to work on whatever he needed to tend to. For sake of discrepancy and preventing disclosed information from being released to wandering and passing eyes, he refrained from keeping his files opened and scattered across the table in between plates; taking care to lay his own methods of chaotic organization aside in order to be safer than sorry. In addition to a couple other cases, he and his normal partners had been recently tasked with a more pressing case at the last second. Needless to say, he and his unit were more than capable of handling themselves, but more work simply meant that there was more attention, and less room for unwinding.
...And he would've been lying if he said he wasn't a man that needed a balance between work and play.
"Ugh... Screw it, all. Maybe I'll shoot Eden a call a bi' later on..." he murmured under his breath, clicking his tongue. Crimson voids of his glared across the texts for a small while; assessing and revisiting details and the like in between subtle, absentminded bites of food, as well as sips of his drink, but he found himself slightly taken aback and into reality, once more, once he noticed his coffee running low. His eyes narrowed for a small moment, and with a small grumble, he sighed and neatly closed the files and brought them back into order; slipping them into his messenger bag, and hooking the strap over his shoulder to secure it before lifting himself. By no means was he done, however, so as he started for the line leading to the counter, he left a couple of less important items of his at his table as a means of staking his continuous claims upon the seat.
On the way to the front, though, he found himself lost in thought in regards to the case; his external attention fading a little bit, and causing him to subtly bump into someone that seemed to be doing the same thing as he was. At once, he looked up and blinked; giving them a small smirk, and chuckling while stepping back and gesturing for them to take the spot of the line that lingered in front of him as an indirect apology. "Oi-... Hah, sorry 'bout tha'," he started off. "Wasn't payin' much attention~."
[attr="class","lying1"]✎ Lillian Raine , ayeeee hella belated but lessgo
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