I Thought You Were Joking When You Said You'd Never Leave

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Dissatisfied is an understatement. Argine is bound to hold on to her rank for as long as she's permitted to hold it, regardless of resultant detriment to the Suit. Tegan is gone. And regardless of how well-fitted for the job he may be, Pierre knows that Elisha would sooner see Eileen be both Ace and Jack than put him in that position that certainly needs to be filled. It doesn't matter how good he is at what he does at his King's command -- both on the record and off; as long as Elisha is in office, Pierre never will be higher than Ten.

So he's taking advantage of an extra opportunity to train both body and mind, working hand-to-hand with the best fighter he could reach on short notice. The man is smaller than him, but he's still fast and packs a hell if a punch. It's a hard workout for both of them. When the Six taps out so that he can shower and prepare for his shift, nothing has changed; there is no winner or loser, only two men drenched in their own seat, and Pierre's head is a but clearer. He's still frustrated, but it's under his control, even though he'll likely be snappish in response and barking commands rather than calmly delivering them today.

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[take2andcallme.livejournal.com]

One eyebrow lowers, giving Pierre a look that is more or less unruffled, but still questioning. His voice is still mild, non-confrontational, but his words are deliberate. He takes his oath seriously, after all, and that insinuation is insulting.

"That's good. I'd hate for any accidents to happen."

[hommesadique.livejournal.com]

Pierre is unintimidated by that expression, that tone. He doesn't even blink. "As would I, Dr. James. But I'm very precise, and I don't make mistakes. Nor does Jonathan, so you can rest easy."

[take2andcallme.livejournal.com]

He shrugs, hands still in his pockets. "'If you're not making mistakes, you're not doing anything,'" he quotes. "But I'm sure you're very careful."

He nudges the restocked first aid box on the wall to his right. "And if accidents should happen, this is at least restocked and ready."

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"If you aren't making mistakes, you've mastered your art," he retorts. "But yes, care is taken, and we're aware of the emergency first-aid kit. Thank you."

Really, Caleb. There's no need to be a condescending little man.