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re_alignment2013-05-28 12:21 am
toguidethem) wrote in re_alignment2013-05-28 12:21 am
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[Video]
[The video feed flickers on to the sight of a young boy seemingly passed out as his desk. Don't worry guys, he's still alive. As proof of this, he raises his head and blearily stares down at the data pad he has in front of him. A hand reaches out and roughly brushes the coffee mug and drags it closer to him. He makes the mistake of drinking some before making a face and spitting it back into the mug. Yuck, cold stale coffee is nasty.
Cody doesn't look too good. Actually, he looks like a kid who has been up for three days straight with nothing to sustain him but coffee and granola bars. Why would he do this and what could possibly be so important that he'd do this to himself? Well, part of it is because Prowl is a very curt and demanding boss. The other part is because Cody actually wants to impress him a little. Four days of constant and dedicated paperwork would do it right?
Ugh, he feels terrible. But luckily for him he's almost done.]
Just a little more.
[He mutters to himself before tiredly getting back to work.
About twenty seconds later his head droops again and hits the desk with a thud. No, no naps yet. C'mon Cody, keep going...]
Cody doesn't look too good. Actually, he looks like a kid who has been up for three days straight with nothing to sustain him but coffee and granola bars. Why would he do this and what could possibly be so important that he'd do this to himself? Well, part of it is because Prowl is a very curt and demanding boss. The other part is because Cody actually wants to impress him a little. Four days of constant and dedicated paperwork would do it right?
Ugh, he feels terrible. But luckily for him he's almost done.]
Just a little more.
[He mutters to himself before tiredly getting back to work.
About twenty seconds later his head droops again and hits the desk with a thud. No, no naps yet. C'mon Cody, keep going...]
[action]
[~UGH~]
[Well. Prowl's not going to stand there and wait for Cody to get his eight hours. After a few minutes, his other hand reaches around cups itself next to the boy. Using the finger that became an impromptu pillow, Prowl gently nudges him into the cupped hand.]
[Now he can put you somewhere proper. Until it's time to wake up in an hour or so.]
[action]
Dad...
[He mutters before rolling onto his side and falling back to sleep.]
[action]
[He'd be deposited on an empty space of his own desk. Not exactly a bed, but a flat surface for him to lay down on.]
[His own work was quiet enough. He'd wake Cody up in an hour as planned.]