Daycycle Day 23 [ FEB 29-MAR 5]

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DAYCYCLE 23

[ FEB 29 - MAR 5 ]

MORNING

This morning even the most vehement of those Special haters seem to be preoccupied at the briefing.  The whispers aren’t about the new arrivals but the opportunity to go to the surface.  The Briefing Officer doesn’t waste any time in announcing those that were chosen.  Out of the twelve Troubleshooters selected three specials, Tony Stark, Ray Palmer and Barry Allen, are named as part of the expedition.  Some Troubleshooters seem disappointed while others look extremely relieved at not being named as part of the group.  The expedition will set out at noon with a projected return time of 48 hours.

Troubleshooter Team: D. Grayson and R. Lynch

This particular mission is considered a high-clearance level despite being assigned to RED troubleshooters.  Dick and Ronan will be selected for the mission and immediately led out of the Commissary in order to be told in private.  They are to travel to Bingham’s Arms Emporium located on the outskirts of the Armed Forces sector.  There they are to render the supervisor, Victor Bingham, unconscious and take him to one of the scrub bots located at Internal Security headquarters.  They will be required to wear masks provided when obtaining the traitor in order to protect their identity from retaliation.

All other Troubleshooters:  You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.

Intel: The word glitch has begun appearing on confession booths in the Technical Services sector.

AFTERNOON

At approximately 1400 a small explosion will occur in the R&D sector, causing it to be evacuated for the rest of the day.  It is unknown what caused the explosion, but rumor has it that anyone introduced to the invisible gas in the area will begin to go into convulsions before losing consciousness.  That will not stop some people from getting masks and searching the abandoned warehouses for products that will gain money on the black market.

EVENING

At 2000 the Genuine Credit Opportunity Club will hold a special presentation in the Commissary for those interested in earning astonishing amounts of credits for minimal work.  THIS IS NOT A TRIANGLE SCHEME.  Sleeping gas will be expelled at 2100.

Comments

[fictor]

There aren't many things that really get under Ronan's skin. He rolls with the punches and if Adam wants to complicate things, that's usually none of his business. He knows that eventually Adam will come around. He always does.

That doesn't even get a verbal response from him, just a look that says 'don't be stupid'. Ronan really doesn't want Adam to go practice on someone else. It'd been hard enough watching him date Blue. He only ever wants Adam to kiss him. They can practice together because Ronan doesn't have any experience either.

Ronan's hand goes to Adam's back, slipping up under his tee shirt so that his palm lies flat against his skin, urging and pulling him ever so slightly closer. Maybe later Ronan will think it weird that Adam didn't overthink this or that he was so accepting of it, but right now all he can think about is this kiss and getting closer to Adam.

[adamparrish]

The hand at his back is nice, very nice actually, but once Ronan's hand is beneath his shirt, skin against skin, it's like fire on his skin in the best of ways. He'd never thought he'd like fire on his skin, being burned and heated and brought to life. That's exactly what it is, being brought to life.

Adam uses that as encouragement to move closer. Suddenly he's shifting, swinging one leg over Ronan's lap and settling there, face to face with Ronan, a little taller than him since he's up on his knees, leaning down and deepening the kiss.

Don't worry, Ronan. This is all the practice he ever needs. It feels right and natural to the point that he wonders why he didn't do it before now. His hands seek something to do and end up cradling Ronan's face. He isn't just being kissed anymore. He's kissing. And he likes it a lot.

[fictor]

Ronan feels much the same way, like every cell in his body is alive. It's even better than driving far too fast, even better than winning a race or doing something reckless and stupid. Touching Adam, and being touched by him, is better than anything he's ever felt in his entire life.

That hand at his back is definitely encouragement to move closer. Ronan's head tilts up when Adam crawls into his lap, his eyes meeting his. There's a heat in his eyes, a desire that makes them darker blue than usual. He groans when Adam leans down and deepens the kiss.

Ronan has no fucking idea why Adam didn't do this earlier. He's got no damn idea why he didn't kiss Adam sooner (of course, it's because he wasn't sure how it would be received, but he's not thinking that right now). Ronan's hands stay on Adam's skin, sliding up underneath his shirt as far as he can then back down. He nips at Adam's bottom lip and relaxes a bit, basking in the way Adam is kissing him.

[adamparrish]

When they both need to hit the pause button, not because they want to but because of the necessity of air, Adam stays close, their brows resting together and his eyes closed as he catches his breath and tries to find some kind of solid ground. But there is no solid ground. Adam is flying high as a kite and drifting.

His fingers curl just a bit at either side of Ronan's face, holding him tighter, looking for some kind of tether to keep him in place. Maybe Ronan himself is a tether, he doesn't know.

"Why haven't we done that before?" He asks. "Why haven't you done that before. You're a good kisser."

[fictor]

Even if Adam had wanted to pull away, Ronan has a good hold on him. He wouldn't have fought him and made him stay, but he's got no intention of letting go of him either. Whatever the hell is going on here, Ronan isn't ready for it to be finished. Adam is flying and Ronan is on fire, every single cell of his body feels like it's sparking like a live wire.

When Adam curls his fingers holding Ronan closer, Ronan presses his hand at the small of Adam's back just a bit, a reassurance that he's not going anywhere. HIs other hand rests against Adam's hip.

At his words, Ronan's lips twist up into a sharp smile. "Fuck if I know. I've wanted to do that for fucking...months." he thinks about that just a moment before he speaks again. "Yeah?" he sounds delighted and a bit doubtful about that. "You too. S'not like you need any practice." At least not in Ronan's estimation.

[adamparrish]

Adam smiles again, that uncharacteristic smile that's more felt than seen given their close proximity. Ronan thinks he's a good kisser too, that he doesn't need any practice. There was no fumbling in that kiss between them just now, or kisses to be more precise. It was all flying and fire and perfection. In hindsight, he'll realize that there should have been some fumbling. Right now, he's just proud and basking in the aftermath of it.

"Too many clothes on." He says, reaching down suddenly to tug at Ronan's shirt, trying to pull it up and off. It's a sudden shift for which he has no explanation. He just knows he needs more.

[fictor]

That smile is felt and Ronan likes that he can feel that smile more than he realized he ever would. There was absolutely no fumbling. In fact, kissing Adam had seemed right in a way that most things don't to Ronan. It had seemed natural and easy in a world where Ronan feels like he's fighting everything. He's not fighting this.

"Fuck yes," Ronan agrees. He'd thought the same thing, but he hadn't wanted to voice it, still too afraid in part of scaring Adam off. Ronan helps him with his shirt then grabs the hem of Adam's shirt and starts to tug it over his head. "I need more of you," Ronan says as he dips his head to kiss Adam's skin as he exposes it by tugging his shirt off.

[adamparrish]

There is no fear in Adam right now, at least not as far as Ronan is concerned. He has fear, of course, but with Ronan, right now, in this moment, his mind is shut off from over-thinking everything. There's only the fact that he likes Ronan, that he likes that Ronan likes him, that he wants certain things from Ronan and only from Ronan. He wants and is wanted.

Adam lifts his arms, shirt easily coming off and tossed aside along with Ronan's, which leaves them both in those jumpsuits open and hanging at their hips. Adam is kissing Ronan again because he wants to, because he can, because Ronan isn't stopping him. Ronan isn't even stopping his hands as they slide over Ronan's body.

[fictor]

Ronan is completely focused and consumed by Adam right now. He's not even thinking about this place or their situation. Ronan has wanted Adam like this for so long and this is like a realization of a dream, as corny as that sounds.

Ronan isn't going to stop Adam. He wants so badly to be kissed by Adam. He wants Adam to want to kiss him. He swears into the kiss, his hands sliding over Adam's back, fingertips gliding over the ridges of Adam's spine. He only breaks the kiss to dip his head and suck at the curve of Adam's neck, nipping lightly at his skin.