Title: A Meaning
Rating: PG
Word Count: 205
Pairing: Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: "I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand": (Part of "All These Things That I Have Done" prompt series; lyrics by The Killers.)
As soon as it started to hurt, he regretted his actions.
He replayed the incident in his mind; partially to take his mind off of the pain, and partially to look for answers.
"I don't understand why we're needed, sir," Dom mentioned, leaning against the doorframe. "This is a job for the Riders, not the Own, even if only a squad or two heads out."
Raoul shuffled papers without looking up. "They're actually all out in the field right now. Even if they weren't, orders are orders."
Dom's jaw tightened. "Excuse me, sir."
But the door to Evin's rooms was locked and his rooms were empty, once he'd gotten in. Everything was stashed away and tidied, a sign that they were going to be empty for quite some time.
"Damn it, Evin," he swore, looking at the rooms.
"Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"
Somehow, he realized, mid-motion, what was happening, but it was too late and his hand, no, his fist hit the wall. Bone against stone, something crunched and the pain told him it wasn't the wall.
"I don't understand," he muttered as he cradled his bruised (and possibly broken) hand, but neither he nor it had found any answers.
