ye gods...so busy. sorry about the sporadic updates! -fireun
Eleven days, two hours, and twenty minutes.
One flask pillaged from Mustangs private stash and well over the number of packs of cigarettes that could be counted on two hands made up all that was keeping him going.
Eleven days, two hours, and twenty-one minutes.
It really wasn't fair of Hawkeye to insist that the no smoking order be enforced in the office, and it was damn poor form on Mustang's part to agree with her. The bastard most likely just wanted to score some points with the woman.
Eleven days, two hours, and twenty-two minutes.
"Havoc, go snag a smoke or something. You are making me anxious."
Havoc, haven been granted some sort of permission (although there was no technicality that could really allow for Farman's words to be construed as any sort of legit order) decided that skipping out of the office for a bit for a smoke was an excellent idea.
Its not like he was getting anything done anyway.
Eleven days, two hours, and forty-seven minutes was the official count as his cigarette burned itself down to uselessness. With a casual flip Havoc tossed the tiny stub away, his attention remaining fixed on the sheet of paper he had retrieved from his jacket pocket along with his cigarettes.
'Jean- sorry about the short notice, but I am going to have to bow out of dinner this evening. There are fascinatingly complex communications issues at Eastern that need some attention, so I am going to be out of town for about two weeks. So sorry! –Cain'
The note had been on his desk when he had gotten to the office that morning. After a loud fit of shouting and stomping he had settled in to comfortable chain smoking and clock watching, at least until Hawkeye noticed and ordered him to stop smoking in the office.
Eleven days, three hours, and two minutes. Hawkeye would be out to march him back to work any minute now…
Havoc though had other ideas. He settled himself in the booth, dialed, and waited for a connection.
"Eastern HQ."
"Yo, this is Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc. May I speak to Sergeant Major Cain Fury?"
"One minute please."
Havoc grinned as he waited. Two weeks was just too long to go without at least talking to Cain, and damn wouldn't the little guy be surprised to hear from him.