Mickey Jay (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mjpeterson) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} newdublinrp, |
Mickey had a great time at the dinner. He had been a welcome guest, along with his mother, and it was quite honestly the first time in a long time that either of them felt like they belonged. When the King and Queen were alerted of something being afoot he exchanged a look with Zel. They both knew that things weren't good between the red and white, but it wasn't like they chose to fall in love with who they did.
He told his mother to stay with the Kennedys, who assured her that she would be OK and he excused himself before helping to get the children as far away as possible, getting the older ones who knew that there was something going on to start an activity to keep the younger ones distracted for as long as they needed to be. Mickey may not have been their leader, but they listened to them all the same.
Once the children were secure, Mickey made his way to the front door. As he opened it, the smell overwhelmed him. The beautiful aromas of the turkey dinner couldn't even get rid of what was now presented to him. He frowned, knowing exactly who the victims were. He didn't have to know them by name, he had seen how young they were and how nice they were when they had greeted him and his mother when they walked in. It was senseless, but it was also war. One that he was simply an ally in, but there were certain lines that should never be crossed, even in cases of war.
He found Esme and walked over to, bringing an arm around her and kissing her temple. "I'd be willing to launch a cyber attack after this," he shook his head, looking over to the sheets. He let the door close once more and held his girlfriend close. He knew that ultimately, this was Jason's call, but in his mind, things weren't any different than they had been a few months ago when he had offered his services.