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Lieutenant Dwyer Glory laughed at his indignance and retorted, "I guarantee you have at some point. Besides, how is it that that offends you, but NOTHING else I've said?" Technically, she wasn't exactly trying to insult him, she was just teasing. It was her naturally prickly exterior, something she struggled to shake off. "Well, you don't have to put me out of a job," She said, "Just make sure you don't almost die by yourself." She found it a little strange how much she worried about him, considering people died all the time, he should be no different. Much the same way her mother worried any time her father did something reckless or stupid. He'd been much like Leo in that way, before Glory's Ma died. She let out a small sigh of relief; she was safe from Simara's anger. For now. "Good, thanks." Actaully, yesterday was one of the few days he hadn't done anything particularly stupid, she just meant that today's innocence doesn't make up for yesterday's(Or last week's) wrongdoings. |
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General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ Leo let out a hearty scoff. "Have NOT. That is an insult to my insults." He sniffed haughtily, then snorted. "Because THAT isn't true." He huffed, though a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "And who says I haven't been offended? Just because I don't openly spew my emotions like a volcano doesn't mean they don't exist." He stated, then rolled his eyes. "Aw thanks, just as I was beginning to think you didn't want me to die." He snorted again. Of course, she wanted him to almost die, but when she was there, so she could help. He could definitely orchestrate that. "Don't almost die by myself, but I have to do it every oce in a while so you don't lose your job. Check." He nodded slowly, although sarcasm dripped at the edge of his tone. "You're so very welcome." Leo was mostly doing it because Glory could easily flip the tables and tell about his Gastastrophie, then they'd probaby both be in equal amounts of angry-yelling-Simara trouble. |
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Lieutenant Dwyer "Suuuure," Glory said skeptically. While she was pretty sure he didn't know the same level of creative insults, she was pretty sure he knew most the curses in every widely spoken language. "Well, you don't most of the time," She said coyly. "Hey, I don't want you to die, it just seems impossible for you to avoid getting hurt," She huffed. "If you're going to almost die anyway, might as well have someone there. That way, you've got 3 possibilities, I save you like the damsel in distress you are, your last words are heard and remembered by someone other than the wild Chads, or I get to say 'I told you so'." Actually, if he turned out fine in the end, she'd totally say that- if what he did was stupid enough. Probably would be, knowing him. |
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General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ "Oh shhushhhh. You can't insult me then not believe my cries of injust unhappiness." Leo sniffed, mumbling something under his breath that sounded very German. "I don't unless I want to." He corrected curtly, then snorted. "It isn't impossible- nothing is. Highly unlikely, though." He lifted an eyebrow as she continued speaking. "If you put it that way, I'd much rather die alone." He huffed. "All three of those options suck. Thanks for the great input. Is there a 4th?" Leo inquired with a snort, though that really wasn't true. He did NOT want to die alone, that's just how it probably would ened up happening... if Glory didn't kill him first. |
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Lieutenant Dwyer "I refuse to be silenced," Glory sniffed. "Give me liberty or give me death." Sounded good in theory, though generally, she'd prefer to be alive. Unless reality got to a point that it was just too terrible to bear, but Glory can - and has - taken quite a bit. "Right," She said, though her face didn't agree. "Hey, I'm the one that told you that," She said. Guess he did listen. "Trust me, you don't want to die alone. There's less dignity in it since no one's around to see it." Glory's mother had been killed alone, and they only knew she was dead and not just MIA on a mission since her mangled corpse had been found and identified as Glory's mother. "Umm, I kill you?" She offered. No way in hell she actually would, but he was the one who asked for a fourth option. |
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General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ "Here's death, have fun." Leo said cheerfully, snorting afterwards. "You're right, I definitely don't want to die alone, for that very reason and a couple more, but the other options you offered were absolutely terrible." He pointed out with a joking scowl. As she offered a fourth option, he just stared at her for a moment. "How did I know you were going to say that?" Leo mumbled, huffing. "give me a BETTER 5th option." He requested with a grin. "One that doesn't involve losing any dignity I have left, or dying/being killed." He added, just to clarify on what a better option would be. He almost believed that if he annoyed her enough, she may go through with that 4th option, but he was holding onto the hope she had some gentle caring-ness in her somewhere. A very very small thread of hope. |
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Lieutenant Dwyer "Gee, thanks!" She said cheerfully, yet sarcastically. "Oh? What are your other reasons?" She asked. None of her reasons were TERRIBLE, more just less than ideal. Them's the options, and you either suck it up or don't die in the first place. "You just know me that well," She said with a snort. "Okay, how about you don't do anything too stupid and let me do most of the killing?" She offered. There was no way he'd accept that one either, but hey, he wanted yet another option. There weren't any more left, though, so he'd have to pick one of the ones listed earlier. She wouldn't kill him if he annoyed her, but if he insulted any of her illusions too harshly, or suggested the straightjacket with even the slightest hint of seriousness, she just might. Or at least whack him real good. |
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General Anubis AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs +++ "You're welcome!" He matched her cheerfulness and sarcasm perfectly. "Well, it kind of would prove how utterly alone and useless I am in a world full of people, I'd have no one to qucikly use the rest of my insults on, and it either meant I fought the enemy and failed because all my friends died or they all abandoned me so they weren't friends anyway." He rolled his eyes. Those were extremely simplified reasons that may have been leaving out a couple. "That well." He repeated with a snort. "That's the worst one of all. Fine, just let me die. I don't care." He groaned. "This conversation may kill me before any of those things have time to happen. How could you even SUGGEST that? My brain is injured." Leo added in a dramatic moan. He knew he wasn't going to get any actually good options out of her. He mineswell resign himself to death. |
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Flash Wallis 'Yes, Japanese,' Flash said. 'I also know German, Gaelic, French and Italian'. He rubbed his eyes tiredly. 'I might go back to the academy to get some sleep. I haven't slept in two days planning that attack.' Saying his goodbyes, Flash started to walk back to the academy. When he reached the door ito the main hallway of Libobon he ran into Ozark. 'Hey Ozark!,' Flash exclaimed. 'How are you?' |
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'General Simara' Adder Simara -x- Adder eyed the others and took a bite of her toast. "How did we just change from hiding something to death?" She asked, these conversations were out right hard to track. Adder sat up, touching the painted gold belt around her waist and sighed "this is surprising filling" she said motioning to her toast. Once Flash said he was taking a leave, she turned and said her goodbyes. - 'Sector leader Simara' Ozark Simara -x- Ozark hummed along to his own tune, passing through a wall and continuing down another hallway as he turned another corner he found himself colliding with another body. "General Wallis! Sorry!" He said, saluting to him. "Oh, I am quite alright, are you sir?" |
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Morning Frost and Afternoon Sunshine
