006 - Unfinished Business

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Misaki appears, stretched out on a comfortably battered-looking couch. The coffee table that shows up next to it is covered in files, photos and maps. Her hair is down and in a tangled mess; she’s using some wadded up sweatshirts for a pillow. The shadows under her eyes look as dark as bruises. She’s nearly asleep, her hand resting in an open file. Her other arm is in a cast and sling.

She’s lying under a fuzzy blue blanket that is not nearly long enough to cover all of her, or to hide the fact that she is wearing a light-blue tank top and matching pajama pants covered with tiny mallard ducks. Her eyelids flutter shut, and she shifts her weight. The file slides to the ground, sending photos pinwheeling across the Astral floor.

The scene they depict is not pretty.

Two bodies, cut up and arranged to spell the word ‘Naughty’.

She makes a tiny, sleepy sound and drifts off.]

Comments

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Bites the inside of her cheek to avoid to avoid letting him see her bite her lip. She will not cry in front of Gene Hunt. That, she will not do.]

Seven children. They're worth a lot more than three days.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

And that's seven more while you're dozing in that damn shop with the freaks.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Glares at him. She is backed into a corner, and knows it, and likes it no more than a rabid dog would. A very, very tired rabid dog.]

Not if I kill the bitch who uses little kids for their obeisance.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[quirks a brow] Before or after taking a kip in the mud because you haven't had a decent night's sleep in a week?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[And that's it. She's out of arguments, excuses, and the energy to fight. She goes back to her files.]

I'm fine.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[grabs the files from her] Don't. I said get some rest.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Oh fuck no. She stands up, very slowly, and gives him a frozen, furious look.]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[gives it right back] I said get some rest. I won't say it again.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Sits down again, still tensed with anger.] Good.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[smirks, hefting the files and tucking them under his arm] 'bout time you saw it my way. Since you'll be sleeping, you won't be needing these, though. Here. [offers her a flask] You could use it.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[KLJDASDLKJAS. Last straw. Camel's back broken. She surges up and knocks the flask aside, specifically to piss him off, yes.]

I was not agreeing with you, I was saying good because I thought this useless argument was over. Those case files belong in my department. Give them back.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

No. [stares at her, chest puffed out, files still beneath his arm] Not until you get some rest.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Give me the goddamn files.

[Is Misaki getting a bit delirious? Why yes, she is. As evidenced by the gun in her hand. She's not pointing it at him--not yet, anyway--but there's a definite threat in her posture. Her vision blurs a bit. Ohno, no no no, not after all this. She sways.

What in god's name is she doing? Pulling a gun on an ally because he told her to take a nap? She stares down at the weapon, thumbs on the safety and offers it to Gene. Very quietly she says,]

You should probably take this, too.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[does so without a word, tucking it with the files] This mean you're gonna listen, luv?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She closes her eyes, collecting herself.] Yes. In any case, I'll try.

[She glares at the couch like it's betrayed her somehow.] How successful I am likely depends on the mood the Twins are in today.

[...not looking at him now.] Hunt-san, I...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Like I said: have something to drink. It helps. [and, as if to demonstrate, out comes another flask. mmmm, precious whisky] Gets me through 'em.

[he pauses, sizing her up, then nods] Don't gotta say nothing, luv. Cases like these can get to you. Just listen to me next time and we won't have to do it the hard way again.