"That was my worst god damned nightmare," he snaps, any semblance of easy-going relaxation absolutely wiped out and replaced by the kind of calm, focused intensity most people will never be able to achieve. "Panic room, now!" He takes Damien by the upper arm and propels him forcefully in that direction at the same time that he activates the walkie-talkie at his belt and shifts it up to clip at his lapel so he can keep his hands free.
"Status report, all stations!" he demands, and even as he continues moving with Damien the reports begin to come in. At least they're sticking to their pre-arranged order, so he gets the report from the guards on camera duty first, then each man on duty in order after that. He itches to be on the hunt, find the bastards who are stupid or desperate enough to be testing him this early, and put them in the god damn ground, but getting Damien out of any possible line of fire is the first priority, going after whoever the hell has managed to get past the first line of security comes second to that.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2017-02-08 09:46 am (UTC)"Status report, all stations!" he demands, and even as he continues moving with Damien the reports begin to come in. At least they're sticking to their pre-arranged order, so he gets the report from the guards on camera duty first, then each man on duty in order after that. He itches to be on the hunt, find the bastards who are stupid or desperate enough to be testing him this early, and put them in the god damn ground, but getting Damien out of any possible line of fire is the first priority, going after whoever the hell has managed to get past the first line of security comes second to that.