Brigadier General Roy Mustang (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
honootaisa) wrote2010-02-16 10:35 am
honootaisa) wrote2010-02-16 10:35 am
[Third Flame]: [Accidental Audio] [Morning of the 15th]
[Comm clicks on to the sound of hung over groaning from Roy. He's also muttering to himself.]
That was completely pointless... all we did was get drunk, and all Maes did was chase everyone away by shoving pictures of Elicia in their faces... it's not like I actually managed to hook up with some one...
[Roy shifts and apparently rolls over on his bed.]
Mornin, sweet cheeks!
[Roy screams, there's a crash, and 'Havoc' (his partner, not Jean) cracks up laughing.]
Oh man the look on your face, chief! Priceless! Just priceless!
DAMMIT, HAVOC! GET OUT OF MY BED!
[Roy picks up the nearest object - which is of course his D-Comm - and chucks it at Havoc. The comm cuts off to fading laughing as his partner is already running away.]
That was completely pointless... all we did was get drunk, and all Maes did was chase everyone away by shoving pictures of Elicia in their faces... it's not like I actually managed to hook up with some one...
[Roy shifts and apparently rolls over on his bed.]
Mornin, sweet cheeks!
[Roy screams, there's a crash, and 'Havoc' (his partner, not Jean) cracks up laughing.]
Oh man the look on your face, chief! Priceless! Just priceless!
DAMMIT, HAVOC! GET OUT OF MY BED!
[Roy picks up the nearest object - which is of course his D-Comm - and chucks it at Havoc. The comm cuts off to fading laughing as his partner is already running away.]
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Major, could you do me a favor and lock my partner up somewhere? Preferably at DATS. Away from me.
Aw, you're no fun, Roy! I was just trying to get a laugh out of you!
Havoc, I am far too hung over to deal with your idea of 'fun'.