[u][b]Luke Schwarz--Boarding[/b][/u]

"At least the mission is done with." Ciel said from behind.

And she could say [i]that[/i] again. The short walk back to the aircraft had apparently been enough to suck the last bits of adrenaline out of his system, and the full brunt of the day's many, many stresses resurged with wild abandon. With going through such a tense situation, you could liken it to an experience such as an adrenaline dump, but on the psychosomatic level as opposed to purely physical.

Actually, the better, more accurate term was likely something along the lines of "stress burnout".

Either way, he only knew one thing as he stepped aboard the Bullhead.

He wouldn't [i]at all[/i] mind collapsing onto his bed and lying there for an hour or two once they got home.

[b]"Feel like I haven't sat down in weeks..."[/b] he murmered wryly, mostly to himself, as he inelegantly plopped down across from Jack.