[ And true to his word, there'd been a job to do. Really, it shouldn't have taken as long as it did, but he had to go slow with the small crew he'd brought along. They were filching from a specific mercher's warehouse; the scope of the job meant he needed more than just his own hands.
By the time they'd finished, the sky had started turn that lighter blue, the stars starting to get washed out by the impending sunrise. Well, if the fog didn't roll in from the harbor and cover it all. He hadn't planned on staying awake to watch it either way, practically face-planting into his pillow.
A handful of hours later and he feels at least somewhat rested. Mentally, anyway, which would have to do. Motion would loosen up the stiffness in his limbs. He drags himself out of bed and gets ready for the day, taking a quick breakfast alongside two cups of liquid that could dubiously be called coffee. The trip downstairs to the basement is annoying as ever, but he's not quite surly by the time he gets to the bottom. All things considered, the crows would probably gauge him to be in a good mood.
Good adjacent, at least. ]
And if you were listening, you'd know I got in at five bells.
[ If she insists on being particular!!! ]
We've got three hours before there's likely to be any interruptions. [ At that, he shrugs his suit coat off, draping it over a stack of crates nearby. ] Make a fist, we'll start there.
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Date: 2020-12-27 03:04 am (UTC)By the time they'd finished, the sky had started turn that lighter blue, the stars starting to get washed out by the impending sunrise. Well, if the fog didn't roll in from the harbor and cover it all. He hadn't planned on staying awake to watch it either way, practically face-planting into his pillow.
A handful of hours later and he feels at least somewhat rested. Mentally, anyway, which would have to do. Motion would loosen up the stiffness in his limbs. He drags himself out of bed and gets ready for the day, taking a quick breakfast alongside two cups of liquid that could dubiously be called coffee. The trip downstairs to the basement is annoying as ever, but he's not quite surly by the time he gets to the bottom. All things considered, the crows would probably gauge him to be in a good mood.
Good adjacent, at least. ]
And if you were listening, you'd know I got in at five bells.
[ If she insists on being particular!!! ]
We've got three hours before there's likely to be any interruptions. [ At that, he shrugs his suit coat off, draping it over a stack of crates nearby. ] Make a fist, we'll start there.