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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:17:44 GMT -5
*She hadn't slept a long time, but what sleep she had was sound. Waking before the shutters were up, she set about gathering her clothing for the day..she had much work to get done at SafePlace.
Since she wasn't able to really work last week, she was extremely behind in her duties and needed to make up for the time.
Hearing the shutters rise, as she placed her clothing choices on a nearby chair she knew Butch would be waking soon.*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:23:36 GMT -5
The sound of the shutters woke him and he opened his eyes to see Marissa already dressing. "Hey, baby. What are you doing up already?" He sat up and smiled at her as the sheets slid down to his hips. "I was hoping to get to hold on to you for a bit before we both had to drag ourselves out the door tonight."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:26:43 GMT -5
*Turning she smiled and laid out her pearls and matching earrings. then brushed through her hair. Walking over to his side of the bed she sat on the edge, leaning forward to kiss his lips.* I'm sorry Nallum, but with last week being so crazy...I've got a lot of work to catch up on.
*shrugged and stood back up* Besides, I woke up...couldn't sleep much longer.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:33:24 GMT -5
He watched her dress, a frown on his face. "You didn't sleep much as it was. In fact, you haven't slept much at all in the last week." Standing, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning his chin on her shoulder. "After last week, we need a night to relax. You think you can take off early on Wednesday night and we can have a quiet relaxing night at home? Its my next night off, so I won't have to arrange anything." He pressed his lips to her smooth throat. "You need to relax and get some rest."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:41:37 GMT -5
*She leaned into him, feeling her body sway closer and tilted her head at his question. She silently went through her calendar in her mind and nodded.* I believe that will work, tonight and tomorrow night I should be pretty much caught up, then we can relax before I get back into more on Thursday.
*lifting her hand she ran it through his hair and angled her self to kiss his cheek, stepping away she reached to her jewelry bureau and picked up an earring, fixing the back on it she turned back to him.* I just...Havers, I mean what ever that chosen did to us last week, did a number on not just us but SafePlace as well.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 19:57:31 GMT -5
He nodded, pushing his concern for her away for the time being. Going to the closet, he pulled out his leathers for patrol tonight and turned to face her as he dressed. "I'm sure things were chaotic with you and all of your replacements out for a week. I hope its not too out of control."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 20:04:59 GMT -5
*Stepped into her heels and wiggled her toes to fit them just right* I don't think it will be too bad, the doggen are very efficient, but I on the other hand may have a mound of paperwork sitting on my desk. *her eyes went wide* I also believe I may have a new family that showed up while I was gone.
*Frowned and narrowed her eyes, thinking of Havers and his awful words, and that female that put them there.* I didn't get to greet them at the door.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 20:14:20 GMT -5
Stepping forward, he put his hands on her hips. "You can't beat yourself up over it, baby. You were incapacitated. There's really nothing you could have done. Don't let what that Chosen and her vision of Havers did or said get to you."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 20:23:25 GMT -5
*She turned and scowled* But I always greet the families at the door.
*Looking around the room she went about picking up her things; papers, books, her good pen...iPod. Tossing it all in her bag she headed out the door. She was forgetting something....she turned, looked around the room, then down...saw a pair of large booted feet and raised her head, craning her neck to greet a pair of hazel eyes, and grinned* Oh yes...I knew I was forgetting something.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 20:29:56 GMT -5
Smiling, he shook his head at her. "Yeah, just your hellren waiting for a goodbye kiss." He pulled her in close, cradling her face in his hands. Leaning down, he kissed her deep, nipping her lip as he pulled away. "Have a good night, try not to stress too much, and I'll see you when you get home. Love you, baby."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 20:41:53 GMT -5
*Sighing at the feel of his lips on hers she almost didn't want to leave, but in order to have a good night Wednesday she had to get work done today* I love you too baby...I'll try to limit the stress...try.
*pulled back and started thinking again before heading out the door*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Oct 29, 2012 21:11:55 GMT -5
And she was already mentally gone before she even went through the door. Frowning, he finished dressing and strapping on his weapons. Yeah, there was a lot they all had to deal with after last week, but Marissa seemed to be hanging onto it longer. He shrugged. Maybe it was just because she hadn't had a chance to fix things at work yet. Once she got things settled and back in place at Safe Place, she would relax finally. Still worrying about Marissa, he pulled on his coat and headed out of the Pit.
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