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 Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 4:46 pm
 For once, things were quiet in the area of the ship that Aiden had claimed as his own. Usually his cursing rang out through the halls, alerting anyone stupid enough to wander near him that he was in a foul mood. It...really wasn't much of a surprise for Aiden to be in a foul mood, he usually was. Today though, there was no cursing heard. On further investigation one would find the space fighter sprawled out in a chair, feet resting up on a console and face covered with a paper. One arm rested, draped across his chest. The other hung at his side, his sword gripped firmly. No, there was no cursing escaping him today. Just a light snore. Apparently, it was Aiden's nap time.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 5:13 pm
She was trying to be as quiet as she could because the orange eared spacer would probably be asleep by now. If they weren't doing anything Aiden became increasingly lazy and wanted to sleep. Of all the things to do in space while they weren't finding things to cash in on, he was sleeping. Still, it was kind of nice not having him cursing her out. Despite it not actually bothering her, his voice was annoying sometimes and the pink haired femme just wanted hi to talk in nice tones. Silence, however, never rang well with Flynn for long. Sighing a bit, she shuffled around the kitchen, fixing herself some food because eating was a thing she enjoyed as well as money and jewels. So, she had a cooked steak, some veggies and wandered towards where she knew Aiden was napping. Teasing was going to happen. He had better be prepared for it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 5:26 pm
Look, it took a lot of effort to be that agitated all the time. Ever since his incident aboard his own ship Aiden hadn't been quite himself... But since Flynn had only met him -after- whatever happened had, in fact, happened...she likely had no idea that there was a 'before' to anything. To her Aiden was little more than an agitated vulgar word generator. Still, he had to rest and build up his strength so he'd have plenty of energy to think up new and exciting curse words. Even the smell of food wasn't enough to wake the alien Audio. Any attempts to move the paper off his face would simply reveal the message preemptively written on the other side. It read: ******** you. Go away.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 5:33 pm
The white female snickered a little because she'd tried to take the paper off. Slowly, she put it back and put a piece of meat right on his nose; it'd probably burn him or make him hungry, but he'd wake up one way or another. She took another bite and hummed slowly, licking her lips after each bite because she was a good cook! One had to be when she was too much of a money monger to spend on cooks and maids and what not. She hummed a bit more, tapped her boot against the floor. Unlike some people, she didn't put her feet on the console. At least not while she was eating. That was rude. One way or another Flynn was going to have to get him to wipe down the console, because it was mainly his boot prints everywhere. There was no stars there, nope. So they weren't hers. "...There's food in the kitchen~" She sang out, not loudly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2014 5:56 pm
Aiden moved his head, a quick snap that sent the piece of steak flying into the air before it landed in his open maw. The piece was quickly chewed and swallowed, all without him ever opening his eyes. Soon enough he settled back down, though the way his ears were twitching gave away the fact he was still awake. "I am pretty sure you aren't idiotic enough to not be able to read, so I suggest you try again and go the ******** away."Really, he knew it was useless. No matter how hard he threatened, cursed, or spit at the female she usually came right back to annoying him moments later.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 5:05 am
Flynn blinked, gray eyes wide as she watched the trick. Like a kid with a new trick, she laughed and moved to put another piece of steak on his nose, ears perked and ready to see what he'd do now. "Aaaaand now!" The spacer had a feeling she would get bitten by Aiden one day but if today was that day? She would risk it. It'd totally be worth it because he could do tricks. "When did you learn to do that? Do it again. C'mon. You can have most of my steak if we can keep doing this. It's like I've trained you without beating you with rolled up newspaper."
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 6:32 am
"You're ******** -joking- right?! It isn't very funny."She definitely wasn't joking either. The slight weight of the piece of steak on his nose gave away the fact she wanted him to do it again. What the hell did she think he was?! A ******** puppy?! ...He did, however, flip the steak into the air and repeat the trick. This time though he opened his eyes once he was finished with the morsel of meat. Orange eyes narrowed up at the other. "If you put another piece of meat on my nose I -will- ******** gut you. Same goes if you're stupid enough to hit me with a damn newspaper!"
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 5:56 pm
Flynn just grinned wider as he did the trick again and scooted closer to him. A hand reached out and literally patted him on the head and her next words were "Good boy!". At the same time, she was on her feet and ready to run away from the chase that was inevitably going to happen. Sometimes it was great pissing Aiden off, just to see his reactions.
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