10 years on the clock [Closed]

Hiira scratches her forehead, giving him a tired look. "Honestly? I never got that far."

Jacob chuckled to himself
"Did you want to turn in for the night?" he asked, brushing a few loose strands of hair from her face.

The dragoness leans into his hand. "Yeah... That sounds nice."

Jacob got to his feet and offered Hira his hand. "Come on then, I'll help you through, we can try and sort this out tomorrow."

Taking his hand, Hira pulls herself to her feet. "Thank you." She mutters.

Using his forearm Jacob supported the majority of Hira's weight and guided her through to the bedroom.

Hira sits down on the bed with a grunt, grimacing as she pulls her bionic leg up onto the bed. "Bah, silly leg... I'm probably going to need to have this refitted."

Jacob lay down on the bed, shedding his fur cloak and old fur lined jacket. "I could contact the Forge hounds" he offered "they owe me after what happened with the Ursa migration."

Staring up at the ceiling, Hira thinks for a few moments. "That could work."

Jacob sat up
"I'll send word to them first thing"

The dragoness closes her eyes and shifts closer to Jacob, taking a deep breath in before sighing.

Jacob threw an arm around her and tugged her a little closer. Closing his eyes and slowly drifting off.

Hira wakes up in the morning to being smothered by Jacob's arm. She shoves his arm off and sits up, yawning loudly.

Jacob grunted, his eye opening
"Someone's in a bad mood" he noted.

"You would be too if I was smothering you with my arm." The dragoness mutters as she rubs the sleep from her eyes.

Jacob sat up, ironing out the cricks in his back
"Considering your arm is much smaller..." he said, smirking.

With a loud snort Hira tests her leg before standing, making a face as she moves across the room to put on a cloak.

Jacob sighed before getting to his feet and walking through to the main chamber
"I'll get to work on contacting the forge hounds" he said. Three thuds echoed through the house as someone knocked at the door.

"I'll get it." Hira mumbles out as she passes Jacob and yanks open the heavy wooden door. "Can I assist you?"

The gaunt looking courier frowned
"Hello, I'm looking for Hira Raziel and Jacob Reaver" the man stated flatly. Jacob paused in his task before walking towards the door behind Hira.

Hira gives the courier an annoyed look. "Well you found us. Speak."

The man immediately straightened up, extending an arm and holding out an envelope to Hira. Jacob folded his arms across his chest and snickered, the man looked as though he'd just had a steel rod rammed up his backside.

The dragoness immediately takes the envelope and unseals it, taking out the letter inside.

The courier bowed before making a hasty retreat. Toraid and Gwyn padded into the room, rubbing their eyes and yawning.
"What is it?" Jacob asked, concerned.

Hira slams the door and walks back in, heading back into the bedroom. "It's time to dust off the old armour." She mutters as she throws the letter onto the bed, retrieving her armour harness off a hook and clipping it on.

Jacob darted after it, snatching up the letter and skimming it quickly. He looked up
"You sure you're ready to go back out there?" he asked, ice begging to form in his stomach at the thought of Hira putting herself in harms way again.

With a loud clack Hira attaches the heavy armor reactor to the back of the harness, the armor rails extending along the clips. "We're being recalled, I can't help it. It's my duty as a huntress." She grumbles as she grabs Convergence.