07-15-2018, 07:01 PM
The shouting had certainly taken Washington off guard and had spooked him a little bit. He hadn't anticipated such a loud noise, even if he was accustomed to them in the first place. Washington had been around explosions and several other things in his lifetime. Meaning that something as someone shouting usually shouldn't affect him, but here it did because of the fact that he was tired and his reaction time wasn't as great as it used to be. Washington still had a lot of work to do before he could consider himself back in shape anyway. The Freelancer had been used to the aspect of cursing a long time ago so the word itself didn't exactly bother him. Washington's attention was mostly on Carolina, as he knew that if someone else tried to wake her up they were probably going to have to deal with the consequences of such happening.
The Freelancer didn't like being woken up either, as he usually had weapons underneath his pillow just in case. His time with the UNSC taught him that being in the army didn't exactly make him safe when they had their bases raided during the middle of the night. There were assassinations that were done all over the place against them and that was the last thing he wanted to happen in a place like this. He hadn't managed to hold a knife though, but any small nose was quick to wake him up. Luckily, he was used to sleeping in one position and not moving the entire night, unless he was having a nightmare, and Carolina didn't seem to move a lot in her sleep, at least not that it was really noticeable to him anyway. Washington wasn't even put on edge when Carolina lashed out at him like he had expected her to, moving quick enough just to get a scratch on the armor that surrounded the majority of his arms.
He gave her time to adjust to what she was seeing before she looked at him. A small grin would be on his face, but it wouldn't be like Carolina would be able to see it. Washington hummed at her question when he shrugged his shoulders toward her. "I just got here actually. I don't even know what's going on, I just came to see what was happening when I noticed ya." The Freelancer said calmly. Familiarity. That was what usually drew him to Carolina. Something that he was probably never going to admit, it was comforting even if he didn't trust her completely. He wanted to. God, he wanted someone around that he could actually trust. "What's the game that everyone is playing anyway?"
Washington questioned the leopard, hoping that he would be able to keep her awake by doing such, and if he didn't then he would be quick to tell her that she should get some rest and he would take over her shifts. It would be easier that way, as he couldn't afford to have Carolina destroy herself with whatever schedule she had going on. They only saw each other a couple of minutes every day, unless they were working together on something, which didn't quite happen all that much as Washington preferred to work alone on his own projects. The armored smilodon sat himself down, his gaze traveling over those that were currently there, wondering what in the hell was happening. The entire conversation Washington kept his voice hushed as a means to keep their conversation more private and not to interrupt those in front of them. "speech"
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