[ For their next encounter, Will changed things up a little.
Namely, he went looking for James.
He knew a few of the other man's bolt holes, but Will didn't delude himself into imagining that he knew all of them. He expected he was aware of the ones that James was comfortable sharing and not a single one beyond that and he respected those boundaries.
But today it made things a little difficult as he was trying to find the man and coming up blank.
It had been a difficult day at the Guard tower. There was an individual who seemed bound and determined to press Will's buttons and today the ex-profiler had snapped. He'd nearly killed the man, only just being yanked off at the last second, it was almost laughable, tiny Professor Will Graham, choking down a marine sort who stood almost half a head taller. The man had close to a hundred pounds on Will, but Will had been in a red zone and determined to kill.
He'd managed to slip away in the general confusion of getting the marine (for lack of a name) to the hospital and had been wandering the city ever since. Night had fallen and were Will's mind in it's right order, he would have been driven back home by the cold (he hadn't taken his coat with him) but he was single minded at the moment and continued to stumble down alley after alley.
The one good thing about being a predator on the edge, other predators tended to notice and give a wide berth. No one was making any effort to impede Will's progress. Well, unless you counted the snow that was now starting to fall quite a bit more heavily since the sun went down. ]
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Namely, he went looking for James.
He knew a few of the other man's bolt holes, but Will didn't delude himself into imagining that he knew all of them. He expected he was aware of the ones that James was comfortable sharing and not a single one beyond that and he respected those boundaries.
But today it made things a little difficult as he was trying to find the man and coming up blank.
It had been a difficult day at the Guard tower. There was an individual who seemed bound and determined to press Will's buttons and today the ex-profiler had snapped. He'd nearly killed the man, only just being yanked off at the last second, it was almost laughable, tiny Professor Will Graham, choking down a marine sort who stood almost half a head taller. The man had close to a hundred pounds on Will, but Will had been in a red zone and determined to kill.
He'd managed to slip away in the general confusion of getting the marine (for lack of a name) to the hospital and had been wandering the city ever since. Night had fallen and were Will's mind in it's right order, he would have been driven back home by the cold (he hadn't taken his coat with him) but he was single minded at the moment and continued to stumble down alley after alley.
The one good thing about being a predator on the edge, other predators tended to notice and give a wide berth. No one was making any effort to impede Will's progress. Well, unless you counted the snow that was now starting to fall quite a bit more heavily since the sun went down. ]