The following takes place between 10:00PM and 2:00AM. Who: National Security (absolutecontrol) and US Military (pro_patria) What: Drinks and hopefully nothing more. Where: Sports bar. When: Wednesday night. Warnings: None.
It would be a little hypocritical to ask people to do something nice for others if he couldn't let Jamie buy him a beer. And while he hadn't completely counted out the possibility that this could be yet another one of his stupid ideas, he was willing to at least take his drink and leave.
He might have been cautious as usual when he poked his head in through the entrance, subconsciously taking note of all possible exits and scanning over the faces before he headed over towards Jamie, but his movements were barely noticeable. He was not so much wary of Jamie having something up his sleeve as he was just looking out for everything in general, placing himself in the room, knowing where to go and what to do.
To live in a world of 'just in case' made life incredibly difficult and tedious but it was as much hard-wired into him as it was part of the training.
Slipping into the empty seat next to Jamie at the counter, he rested his arms against the counter's edge, rubbing his hands absently.