Boredom

[Marissa O'Neal]

*Sitting in the large overstuffed chair in the living room she closed her book and laid her head back on the arm. She had missed Butch before he left for patrol because she had stayed too long at Safeplace.

Looking up at the ceiling, she sighed and opened her book, trying to get into the reading she furrowed her brow and slammed it shut. It was going to be a long night. She was bored and Butch wouldn't be home for hours.*

[Vishous Bloodletter]

Putting a hand roll out under his boot before opening the door to the Pit, he was still a sweaty, sooty mess. Least he'd brought a towel and at one point Jane had brought him food plus a spare wife-beater. Thing was? Damn if he didn't need a drink, it'd been two straight days down in the heat, concentrating hard on his current project. Tohrment had him off rotation, why? Hell if he knew and straight up wasn't concerning himself with it.

Kicked each shitkicker on the floor door jamb as he walked in then nodded to Marissa.

"S'up? Your looking as though you could use some entertainment." Grinned as he crossed to the bar. "Bet Lassiter is about somewhere for that. True?"

Chuckled pouring himself a glass of Goose then dropping ice in it, sometimes that heat from the Forge went all the way to his core.

[Marissa O'Neal]

Hello Vishous. *she looked at him and arched a brow at his dirty appearance* ah the forge I take it?

*Placing the book on the table she leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees with he chin in her hands and sighed* Yes, I'm bored....and a little miffed at myself for getting caught up in work and missing Butch.

[Vishous Bloodletter]

Turned in place, leaning against the bar then taking a long, long, long drink. Narrowed his eyes after for just a moment, then took a hand-roll out as he spoke.

"Missing.. Butch? He's out on Patrol?" Fuck he hated asking questions, usually knew most everything that went on, especially within this little circle. "So, lemmie get this straight. Rhage, John and Z are all out and Tohrment isn't putting me on." mental 'huh' then leaned his head to one side. "Didn't see him at all did you?"

[Marissa O'Neal]

*She scrunched up her nose* No..I didn't. Since SafePlace opened back up he and I haven't gotten to sync our schedule up. *she shrugged and stood placing her hands on her hips* But the schedule I don't know...just that Butch is out.

So, what are you working on inthe forge?

[Vishous Bloodletter]

Damn it, he'd have to talk to Tohrment and find out just what was the deal with not only seemingly avoiding him but keeping him off rotation. If he'd fucked up? He'd have heard about it, must be something else.

"It's ah.." Set the drink down and got his lighter out, rolling his thumb along the striker causing the flint to spark "well, while you all were in NOLA we had some Dark Hunters come here. Let's just say I don't take well to having a sword at my good hand and now?" Shrugged lighting the smoke "I'm making a new one."

[Marissa O'Neal]

*Nodding she walked over to the counter and leaned forward twisted the goose bottle around in circles* Makes sense to me...*she looked at the bottle* I don't know how you guys stand this stuff. It's too strong...

[Vishous Bloodletter]

Tilted his head to watch her, dragging his smoke.

"To you, to me it's perfect. Maybe it's an acquired taste?" relaxed back, grinning after taking another long drink. "You alright Marissa?"

Not like him to pry, but they'd all lived together long enough that at least he was sensitive to the moods around him. Hell, scratch that, the only reason he liked Butch and Marissa so much was the fact they both just said what was on their minds. No beating around with shit there.

[Marissa O'Neal]

*Looking up at him she smiled and nodded her head* Yes, Vishous I'm fine. Just tired of being off schedule with Butch. I think I may take some time off from Safe Place so that I'm here when he is.

*she shrugged* I think things have settled enough where the doggen can handle things if I were to not be there.

[Vishous Bloodletter]

"Ah, makes sense. Jane and I get off.." hid a chuckle by taking a drink, then spoke while refilling with a new bottle. "...in schedule as well. No big. Though I get missing him" what the hell V? Permenant Boot In Mouth? "cause I miss my shellan all the time."

Swallowing, he had to change the subject, as in now. "There's been talk around of a vacation, to anywhere but the Old Country." Nodded once, he just wouldn't do that shit. "Maybe then the two of you can get some much needed time in together."

[Marissa O'Neal]

*she smiled and turned to pick up her book* You are probably right Vishous...

*Walking toward the hallway toward her mated rooms she waved to Vishous* I think I'm going to get going...thanks for the chat.