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Eien Llewellyn	Posted: Oct 7 2008, 12:08 AM QUOTE
Program Specialist Group: ECHELON Specialist \| Admin Posts: 153 Member No.: 9 Joined: 9-November 07	OOC: This thread takes place prior to Life Burns, and after Sick Child. It was just a mass of dark brown, moving fluidly inside the insulating cup. The warmth from it had long dissipated, as he had lost track of the time. He had only sat down for a moment, or so that was what he told himself. He just needed to fix the lid to the thing and didn’t feel like holding up the line for those waiting to make their own cup of coffee. Instead of placing the lid on the cup, he stared at the dark liquid, sapphire eyes deep in thought. He looked at it, his face virtually devoid of emotion. His mind was far from it, however, the only sign of his intense thinking being the bottom lip that had slipped its way past his teeth. He chewed on the fold of flesh unconsciously, not fully coming to reality as no one was around to snap him out of it. Three days; he hadn’t heard anything from him in three day. While it was clear some of the higher authorities thought Eien’s affiliation with Dimitri were more than acceptable, it was understandable to anyone why the young Specialist was a little distraught. His partner, his former partner, had not been heard of for three days, and now even talked about as a traitor. It was obvious that Eien was thought to be the same; his recessive personality making him out to be the one who followed Dimitri’s every word, that the other man was the sole mastermind to whatever. Eien had been able to skin by this far, being given just two days of absence just for the assumed loss. He would only be able to claim grief for so long until they got to him and started accusing him of the same thing. "You know I will." His voice kept on ringing in his mind and he couldn’t get them out. That smile, that rare warmth. Eien was afraid he’d forget it. He needed to find out what happened to his partner – no one would tell him anything. It was all just ‘unconfirmed’. Eien’s pessimism took over his mind and the blonde was beginning to think Dimitri was dead. He shouldn’t think like that, he knew; he couldn’t give up. Maybe that was hopeless, though, thinking that without contact after this long he would still be all right. Dimitri had promised him – that was all Eien had to cling to. Eien blinked his blue eyes, realizing he needed to return to his office. He looked at his cup of coffee, and then put the lid on it properly. He stood, then, coming to his full height, starting to smooth his hand over the beige wool vest that was pulled over a fitting polka-dot dress shirt and set with a black tie. His slacks moved with his form, their color a slight shade darker than his vest. But the neatness of his attire didn’t matter, as he stood up quickly, deep eyes not looking in time to see that he moved in front of another person, his cup of coffee opening and spilling over his clothes. Eien’s gaze immediately went down, not only to avoid the person he had run into, but to look at the damage to his clothes. ”Oh – uh…” he stammered, holding his arms out, for the moment clueless on what to do as his mind had so suddenly changed focus. He was unaware of if he spilled coffee on the other person; for that second he didn't care, for once.
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