I need to get out of this gorram city for a bit. I hate being stationary.
Weddings and babies everywhere. Christ, we've all gone domestic. Should go steal something for old time's sake.
( Flick )
Don't care much for politics, but if it means I don't have to go sit in the desert for a few months again, I'm all for it.
Ni ta ma de. Tianxia suoyoude ren. Dou gaisi. I would burn this gorram city to the ground if I thought it would fucking help.
Charlotte's gone.
Can't be bothered. Everyone's getting coal.
Will probably be spending some quality time with my girl, though (for anyone who feels like being a smartass, that's the ship). People are welcome, even ones that are related to me.
Okay, I gave it some time. You think you've got any reason to be checking in with me, do it.
( Flick )
Con knew better than to leave the base on Sevens. But when it began to get dark and he hadn't heard much other than the usual confusion, he figured it was safe enough to get some coffee that didn't taste like sludge.
He got about a block away from the base when something made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He slowed to a stop, starting to look around when a voice stopped him.
"Always got a plan, don't you Sarge?"
Sarge? He hadn't been called Sarge, since...
Con turned slowly. The first thing he saw was the gun. The second was, "...Tracey?"
"Always got it all figured out," Tracey continued. "Well this time, I got the plan."
"Tracey, what in the gorram hell--"
He broke off rather abruptly as Tracey shot him.
There are occasional times where I regret being on base for these things.
Now is not one of them.
Anyone who needs sanctuary, holler.
Damn. And to think, one seven I might have liked.
...except hrm. Katie, Flick and Eri. Consider yourselves forbidden from telling me a single thing that went on, dong ma? Nothing.
( Flick )
( August )
You'd think that people who make a living blowing shit up would be less uptight. Maybe it's just me.
Anyway, back now. Consider this a role call. Everyone got the correct number of extremities?
( Flick )
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