[Why is he going camping in probably nowhere when he's a perfectly happy camper here? Oh, right. Baltimore. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, they say, but Will easily hands over the goodies in exchange for an actual kiss. He's going to miss this, he knows, even if he's only gone for two or three days. Fred.]
I suspect it'll be at least a week, yes. [So maybe he stopped halfway through getting that shoe off, he can't be blamed. April is a great kisser, the quick glossy-eyed look slapped over his face is a sure sign of this much. Doesn't even matter that she lets the bad guys go free...Will's done that with the Worst Bad Guy, he can relate. Sometimes the baddies just gotta walk, even if they're not walking because of friendship.] I've gotta find someone and I highly doubt it's going to be a cakewalk. Might be longer, but I'll have my communicator and my cell phone. I'll be in touch with you as much as I can.
[Shoes get kicked to the corner. If Will doesn't put them up, EAR can do it later. His voice is quiet, serious, but his body doesn't follow...for the time being, he's content to sit instead of run. Just give him some time to talk to his wife, share a meal, maybe have a shower, and then he'll be gone, hitting the trails with all the earnestness and determination anyone could ask for. But...an hour at home. An hour at home first couldn't be too bad. An hour that starts when he leans his face against her shoulder. He doesn't want to go but he has to go—surely she gets it?]
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Date: 2015-07-10 01:59 am (UTC)I suspect it'll be at least a week, yes. [So maybe he stopped halfway through getting that shoe off, he can't be blamed. April is a great kisser, the quick glossy-eyed look slapped over his face is a sure sign of this much. Doesn't even matter that she lets the bad guys go free...Will's done that with the Worst Bad Guy, he can relate. Sometimes the baddies just gotta walk, even if they're not walking because of friendship.] I've gotta find someone and I highly doubt it's going to be a cakewalk. Might be longer, but I'll have my communicator and my cell phone. I'll be in touch with you as much as I can.
[Shoes get kicked to the corner. If Will doesn't put them up, EAR can do it later. His voice is quiet, serious, but his body doesn't follow...for the time being, he's content to sit instead of run. Just give him some time to talk to his wife, share a meal, maybe have a shower, and then he'll be gone, hitting the trails with all the earnestness and determination anyone could ask for. But...an hour at home. An hour at home first couldn't be too bad. An hour that starts when he leans his face against her shoulder. He doesn't want to go but he has to go—surely she gets it?]