Tyler Parish (thonfeddi) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-03-10 03:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~jackson warner, ~p: bb, ~p: lexi, ~tyler parish |
Who: Tyler & Jackson
Where: 3rd floor Leisure room
When: Saturday Afternoon
What: Wasting time
Rating: Closed/Incomplete
Kat had always been a better pool shark than him. But that didn't mean he wasn't good at the game. His wife had been up and gone before him that morning, which probably meant early training. She was in the field a lot more than he was- which worried him every time- so she seemed to have more training than him. He honestly wished he could be overwatch on all her missions, at least then he'd have her back like they used to. That's probably why they didn't let them... too much temptation of the 'good old days'? Tyler frowned and lined up his shot. He was looking at fifteen years in May married to that woman and even longer of a commitment to her. Escape was always on his mind but they'd been with the Regiment seven years, which was long enough to know it was impossible. Too many others before them had failed.
Making his shot, Tyler moved to the table that held a six pack and took a pull from the bottle of beer. Afternoon drinking, yea his life had definitely changed. Before he moved back to the pool table he looked to his right and made a face. "Fucking commercials." He said, waving his hand at a light only he could see. Ty pressed his fingers together and then opened them as he saw the wave of Blue Grey with white static open up and expand to reveal a television station. He flicked his finger a couple times until he found soccer- or football as the Russian had insisted. "Korea vs. Denmark... Sure... why not." He left the 'window' open that only he could see and hear it and reached out to 'move' it to a place more visible. He then went back to the pool table and lined up his next shot- not even aware that someone else had just witnessed him waving a the air like a lunatic.