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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 1:00 pm
She gave him a blank look before continuing slowly, "I was unwell okay. I'm better now. We can talk?"
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 2:05 pm
"What do you want to talk about then?" he asked, resuming the last of his sandwich. "I'm all ears."
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 2:30 pm
"Well..." she gave him a thoughtful looking over, "couple things. First? I was thinking of trying Life. Just... to try... and s**t... Edith even sounded like she didn't give a s**t."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 7:40 am
"Most division leaders don't give a s**t about anything to do with trainees. We are disposable, a waste of ******** space and everything to them." he frowned "Even the nice err. allright leaders like Allan. They don't have time to care about us." He shrugged at her. "Trying it out won't hurt, at least you'll know one way or the other."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 8:07 am
"Yeah" she bit her bottom lip, she hoped that Sasha would be this understanding too.
"The other thing well. What is your relationship like, with Tracey I mean?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 8:24 am
Rep gave her a suspicious measured look. His relationship with Tracey? It was getting harder to even be aware of the fact that Tracey hadn't always been there.
"Well it was rough for a while, I guess. I don't really take well to being told what to do by a ******** homo." his stern expression softened "Or well, I didn't. The whole life or death s**t, out there in the desert, on the lead up missions. I guess I needed him."
He cleared his throat. "Like. Well he's even the reason I still have an arm, the reason I'm still even alive. The way I see it I ******** up back in the theme park when I got mauled. I essentially ******** died." he shrugged "I'm living on his time now."
< If only I could get you to stop being such a silly sod >
"And he's not such a bad b*****d most of the time. Except when he gets in the way of having a wank, that's just cruel and unusual punishment."
"He's kind of eh..kind of like having a ******** granny in my head."
not>
<>
He smiled in honest amusement and propped his chin on a hand. "All in all its gotten better. He's still a ******** picky whiny queen. But.."
< So are you. >
"...he's also not getting another charge for weeks for what he just said."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:22 am
Rin blinked in surprise, "Wow... I.. uh... while I was in the infirmary? That was the first time I ever really talked to my weapon... Byr's kinda..."
She gestured vaguely with her hands.
"He's kinda..."
"Annoying."
<.... you suck.>
"How do you.. I don't know... bond with someone you want to shut up - but at the same time not shut up because you need them?"
God.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:37 am
Rep raised a brow, he'd never had the issue. "I just talk the ******** over him. I'm the boss here. I can tune him out mostly when I have to." he shrugged and gave her a look.
"How did you bond with me?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:46 am
"By calling you a p***y." she gave Rep a blank look.
p***y.
She blinked, "********. That doesn't work."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 9:59 am
"Sounds like he is a p***y to me if he can't handle that much. Even Tracey can handle it. Maybe you need to be, I dunno. Nice?" he laughed at the idea of Rin being particularly nice to anyone, used to her having all the blunt force of a club to the face.
"Maybe you could explain why they need to shut the ******** up sometimes "
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:15 am
"I dunno about... nice.. I thought I was being nice. But explaining s**t might help." she tapped her chin with a fingernail.
It just embarrasses me.
No you aren't, not always.
"Seems we are at an impasse." she frowned.
Still.
"Was there anything else you did to bond?"
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:45 am
"Maybe your weapon is just a moron?" he offered helpfully
He shrugged "Er. I just... listened to him more. And didn't tell him to shut up."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:24 am
"Yeah it's a possibility..."
"I'm trying that but he keeps..."
"...He's having a huge tantrum right now."
"A huuuuge one. I want to listen to him. But. I think he's screaming at a level only dogs can hear right now." That making sense didn't matter as Byr was thrown into an even bigger flurry.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:43 am
"A tantrum. Hah. Tracey only has tantrums when people talk to him and I won't let him reply."
< I do not. >
<< Yes. You do. >>
He waved a hand vaguely. "Sounds to me like he's a moron, a little b***h or both if he can't take being told that sometimes he's gotta let you speak or think."
"Tracey'd try and explain s**t to him but I doubt he'd even listen to another weapon."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:47 am
And suddenly Byr stopped.
"Hm. That... it calmed him down at least? He sounds interested." she shrugged.
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