"We'll wait," Warren said helpfully, sounding at least slightly less frustrated than Karla, at least. "Here, on the front step. But be quick about it, hmm?"
The man, still in his nightclothes, stammered out his agreement before scrambling down the steps and out into the yard.
Warren looked between Karla and a somewhat wide-eyed Nyles, and then shrugged his shoulders a little. He was tired, damn it. He wasn't about to go running even more laps when there was a perfectly capable guy right there, who actually knew where he was going. He even closed the door that the landen male had left open, so as to not let the winter chill inside any more than it already was, before taking a seat for himself right there on the front stoop.
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Date: 2014-07-27 07:03 pm (UTC)The man, still in his nightclothes, stammered out his agreement before scrambling down the steps and out into the yard.
Warren looked between Karla and a somewhat wide-eyed Nyles, and then shrugged his shoulders a little. He was tired, damn it. He wasn't about to go running even more laps when there was a perfectly capable guy right there, who actually knew where he was going. He even closed the door that the landen male had left open, so as to not let the winter chill inside any more than it already was, before taking a seat for himself right there on the front stoop.
"Tonight," he murmured, "is fired."