Captain Becker really likes guns (action_man) wrote in riftlogs, @ 2018-06-25 20:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | marvel: daisy johnson, primeval: becker |
WHO: Becker and Daisy
WHAT: Drinking whiskey, sharing stories.
WHEN: Nowish.
WHERE: Shh, it's a super secret location! (Okay, it's a quiet corner of the Mountain Lodge)
WARNINGS: Probably none, possibly talks of losing friends.
STATUS: In Progress
Becker wasn't going to lie, he was concerned when he had heard that Daisy had been drinking by herself. That was a road he had been down too many times himself over the years, he knew too well where it led. And it caused that protective streak of his to flare up again. It was what usually led Abby to roll her eyes at him, in what he hoped was fond exasperation. But he couldn't help it, it was his nature. It wasn't limited to women like Abby or Jess either, the likes of Connor, Danny and Matt had provoked the same reaction from him.
Plus he couldn't deny that he wanted the chance to sit and have a drink himself. This place wasn't as bad as some of the places he had been over the years, but that sensation of being trapped grated at the soldier. Plus that constant internal war of both wanting Abby to be safely home and yet where he could see her, all at the same time. Becker was aware he probably was driving her a little bit up the wall with his hovering. Mostly she indulged him, which he was grateful for.
Still, it would probably be good for him to meet new people and even attempt the whole being social thing. And Daisy seemed like someone who might be able to understand the way he thought. So when he found a quiet place for them to drink without being disturbed, he sent her a quick message with the location. Nothing fancy, just a room at the back of the lodge, no glass in the window, just an open view of the mountain that stretched out below them. Becker leaned comfortably back on the sofa he had found there, looking relaxed even with his continued awareness of his surroundings as he waited for Daisy to join him.