Post by The Will of the Blades on Feb 11, 2014 7:44:37 GMT -5
Packing day... John hefted up his backpack and sighed. He didn't get to stay in this workshop for long. As much as he could stuff was packed into his backpack of course, the rest he'd have to make a second trip for, but he didn't really need to get it yet. He looked down and smiled at Erica, her own little backpack filled up. He held a hand in-front of him, letting her out first and turned around, staring at his workshop with a small frown. A quick wave and he flicked the switch, the lights turning off and bathing the room in mostly darkness. He took a few steps backward and slid the door shut and turning around, taking the child's hand and walking alongside her silently through the halls and towards the exit.
The Captain strolled down the hallways, feeling rather tired and out of shape due to the rising heat of the summer. The air was suffocating, the sizzling temperature held a tight grasp on her breathing as she tried to cool herself with her right hand as it flapped near her face. She had not started any work yet she could already feel the moral pain that she was about to go through that day. However, as tired as she was, no sign of it was displayed.
Once she turned around the corner of the hallway, she noticed John holding his child's hand as he packed his furniture and was ready to take his leave. The Captain was slightly upset to see him go, but it was for his own good if he had any intention in joining her ranks. She casually walked next to him and stood beside him, side by side, shoulders next to shoulders and spoke to him with a cold voice, without turning her head to look into his eyes.
"I will be waiting for you." Said the Captain before she continued onward and disappeared after the following corner where it led to her office.
