[Third Flame]: [Accidental Audio] [Morning of the 15th]

[honootaisa]

[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.]

Comments

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... well he does sound like you. And smokes.

[dogsaredelish.livejournal.com]

THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT OKAY

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

You say that like you're insulted, Jean. I was just... preserving your memory!

That's lame, chief.

[hissing] You can shut up now.

[dogsaredelish.livejournal.com]

PRESERVING MY MEMORY?! I'M NOT DEAD, COLONEL!

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

You weren't here! No one was!