#bowiecallahan

[luitenantalbiemckinner]

Question @general-shepherd-fucker

Before I continue the rp with Cheryl (kind of aimed at them) do I...

Make new/alternate accounts for my oc's and reblog when it's they do stuff/speak

Make their lines/actions in different colours

Leave it as it is and slowly go insane

Voting ended onMay 24

[luitenantalbiemckinner]

Albie again

Sup dudes

Had shit sleep last night, wanna know why? Okay, cool- soooo...

The TV playing a footie match in the rec room, I lay on the cold rug with my body curled in tight, half-asleep with a blanket wrapped tight around me whilst the others watch the match. Bowie and Kris sit next to eachother -as usual-, Kris slightly tipsy and kissing Bowie all over with a big grin. Malakai sits on a different lounge, similar to my position in a way when he sits like a small baby curled up. Malakai wears his beanie and mask, sipping a bottle of beer every few minutes while watching the match. I stir a little, grumbling as the TV plays too loud for my comfort. This headache is not helping one bit.

After last night's mission, I had -almost- zero sleep. Put yourself here;

2:05am. Malakai was outside with his blackberry vape, puffing and blowing away with no care. The husbands were giggling all night, getting lovey-dovey if you catch my drift. Lainey was asleep, and I tried ringing her. Damn my stupid brain. Why would she answer if she's asleep?

In silence, I sat up all night staring at my engagement ring, and writing messages for my fiancé to read in the morning. She'll probably send me a letter or something soon, anyway. She's too sweet for me, honestly. I miss when we'd meet up at the coffee shop, smiling and giggling, laughing with eachother, kiss-

BANG!

A loud slam echoes through the base, and I jolt up, throwing my phone down and bolting to the door with my gun, heart pounding. A small mutter of "fuck" reaches my ears, and I stare at the door down the hall. It *did* sound like wood cracking...

Holy hell, did the husbands break the bed?!

"Get- off me, Kris.." Bowie mutters.

"Shit-! I told you not to get on top of me!" Kris whisper-yells.

"Well I did anyway. Fuck me..." Bowie sighs.

"Just did, and we broke the bed." Kris grunts back.

"Not funny, Kris." Bowie rasps in annoyance, sighing as clothes rustle.

A broken bed is gonna be hard to explain to HR. And expensive.

Hah Bowie and Kris broke the bed getting it on. Hah. Hah... I'm bored. Happy Easter (If you celebrate!) I might make an Easter themed post tomorrow if I feel like it. Idk if the team would celebrate. Probably off killing people lol.

[luitenantalbiemckinner]

My (very awesome) shenanigans on base

Footsteps slam down the hall, soft giggling creeping closer to the rec room as I almost hit the wall whilst running from Malakai. He charges behind me, yelling at me.

"Give me back my beanie, Albie!" He yells and follows behind me, almost grabbing me by my black uniform shirt.

"No!" I laugh out and almost hit another wall, looking behind me as I wave his favourite dark blue beanie in his direction.

"This isn't funny!" Malakai furiously shouts, then grabs my shirt neck from behind. "Give it back, you stupid little-"

"Malakai!" My captain, Bowie Callahan, suddenly shouts from the end of the hallway, arms crossed and slowly walking towards the two of us. I chuckle nervously a little, slowly slipping Malakai's beanie back onto his head with a small pat. "Nothing happened here, S-." I speak up, but a sturdy finger is lifted to my finger by Captain Bowie. "Mmmm'kay." I mumble to myseld and look down, slowly swaying my arms at my side.

"Malakai." Bowie repeats, to which the masked man stares Bowie in the eyes. "What." He growls out, causing me to cover my mouth a little and grin.

"Something funny?" Bowie asks, glaring in my direction. "No, no.." I giggle out and shuffle away. "Then stop giggling, Albie, you sound like a teen girl." "Do not!" I yelp out and frown, crossing my arms.

"Malakai, for the third time. What's happening between you two?" Bowie turns back to Malakai, frowning harder than mine. "...I grabbed him."

"Why?"

"He stole my beanie. My favourite beanie, Captain."

Bowie pauses. "You have a favourite beanie?" He mutters, and I giggle out again, but grunt at the rough palm smack on my forehead by Bowie. "Gough..." I grumble and rub the spot he hit.

"Yes, I have a favourite beanie. It's from the uniform shop." Malakai mutters, looking down and fixing his dark blue beanie on his head.

"The uniform shop?"

"Winter deal" Malakai answers, smirking slightly as the hallway goes silent. Soft footsteps echo down the hallway as Malakai walks off slowly, stiff as usual as he turns the corner.

"...He has a favourite beanie from the uniform shop?" I ask softly, looking at Bowie.

"Mh." The Captain nods, the glances over at his name from his husband Kris (A lieutenant in his team) "Bowie, love, where did you put my hoodie?" Kris asks, brown hair messy in his face from his prior office nap. "Laundry basket, bubs. It reeks of cigs."

"My hoodie!" Kris, his husband, yelps out and throws his arms up in the air, storming off. "And I don't smoke!" He adds on.

I mumble and glance at Kris, smiling. "Someone liked that hoodie."

Bowie sighs and walks off, gesturing for me to follow. "Yes, he did." I follow and practically- trot like a happy puppy next to him. "A little too much. Wears it to bed every night."

"Yuck... Pretty sure Lainey does that too. She wears her favourite pyjamas to bed almost all the time when I'm home."

"Your letter-sending-soon-to-be-wife, hm?" Bowie teases, reaching the rec room where he sits next to a very sad and pouting Kristen. "I'm sorry, love." He murmurs and gestures me off.

"Have fun sleeping on the couch, Cap." I giggle and shuffle off, walking to my bedroom with a soft hum.

(Owner here! @lieut-callsign-smokes I see you added me to your list you little weasle /silly... I see you.)

(Also it made me smile)

(Thank you)