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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.]
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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Date: 2010-02-17 06:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-17 06:20 am (UTC)That's lame, chief.
[hissing] You can shut up now.
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Date: 2010-02-17 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-17 07:18 pm (UTC)