Oooh, The Drama!

[greed_ownz_you]

Ha ha... it's really getting like a fuckin' soap-opera around here. I couldn't help but notice the fuss over that gurl when she arrived... I thought it pretty prudent not to butt in as them guys don't like me anyway... but I can't help enjoyin' the drama. How classic... first that whole envious thing that Grouchy had over Fisty-cuffs and Cowboy...

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[handsome_fiend]

Gee, thanks a whole lot fer outlinin' my problems for everyone. I'm sure it's somethin' all o' Hell really needs to know.

[ladyheartilly]

Just ignore him, Irvine. I doubt he cares all that much about other people's problems. -_-

[handsome_fiend]

Naw, o' course he cares. He's clearly gettin' lots o' enjoyment from 'em.

[greed_ownz_you]

Hell, I did say I was only observin', no need to bite my head off 'bout it. S'not like the whole barracks don't already know anyways. I was just pointin' out the obvious, but if yer gonna get all up-in-arms 'bout it.

*peers 'round the barracks and yells*

Someone back me up on this one!

*shrugs*

May not be my problem, but it gives me an overwhelming sense of superiority not to get myself messed up in that kinda shit. Sorry, but life's death's a bitch ain't it (just like meeeeee!)

[jaded_assassin]

*walks up rubbing at eyes, looking tired and hung-over*

And by that someone I s'pose you mean me? Not only do you wake me up with yer arguing, but you want me to back you up on this. Well, seeing as yer being such a bastard (and even thinking about perving like that... I should kill you!) I am feeling rather disinclined.

*narrows eyes and glares at you*

[greed_ownz_you]

Oh... so you wont be wanting these then?

*raises an eyebrow and waves packet of cigarettes in your face*

Oh come ON! It wasn't like you were exactly subtle about fuckin' that Charming Schemer of a samurai anyway. Though you did make some extremely interesting noises whilst doing so... *smirks*. And then afterwards when you were drunkenly wandering around and constantly hinting at it... grow up and own up bitch!

[jaded_assassin]

*stands, mouth agape and slowly turns bright red*

You FUCKIN' SELF-OBSESSED SON-OF-A-BITCH! If you didn't have those smokes to protect yer ass, I'd be kicking it in right now!

*snatches new packet of cigarettes off of Greed. Then turns sullenly to Irvine and Rinoa, lighting up a smoke as he does so.*

He's right y'know. Just expressin' his own opinions and so-such... yada, yada, yada. Everyone's got right-of-speech 'round here... and he was only stating the obvious. Better just leave it at that.

[handsome_fiend]

*folds his arms stubbornly*

Yeah, well, if he's gotta go ahead and announce what don't need announcin' then he at least oughtta get his facts straight.

*turns back to Greed*

I didn't lay no finger on no one 'til after Zell... After we broke up. Now don't go 'round makin' it look like I'm some kinda cheatin' hobag, 'cause I ain't.

[jaded_assassin]

*rolls eyes and also turns around to face Greed*

Not like you to miss out on a little crucial detail like that now is it? You twat. Now you made me go and look like a schmuck too!

*looks back at Irvine*

'Kay. Sorry 'bout that. You'll probably not get an apology outta this asshole, but let's not blow this outta proportion. I'll see what I can do to get him to take back what he said 'bout you. Just don't go startin' no fights. I'd hate to have to back this guy up on the matter but I'm kinda obliged to.

[greed_ownz_you]

*shoves Wolfwood*

Hey, who gave you the right to try and straighten all this out? All yer meant to do is back me up smart-ass. What if I want myself a fight, eh?

I didn't miss out on nuthin'... thank you! It just sounded better if I spun the story that way.

You'd better watch yer language too or the price of cigarettes is gonna be goin' up. Bitch!

[drunken_kissies]

*does not look too happy, placing one hand on the hilt of his sword*

Careful now, or else you might need to find some other way to get your alcohol...

[jaded_assassin]

*scowls at Greed*

Man, you have seriously got yer head too far up yer own ass! And quit with the shovin' and threats would ya. If I remember correctly, it was you who gave me the right to intervene as soon as you hired me. There weren't anythin' in that non-existent contract that said I needed to be civil to ya... and if you hadn't realised, I was savin' yer sorry ass.

*holds an arm out in front of Yukimura*

It's okay Yuki, he knows he's gone too far. And he also knows he's in no position to start tryin' to bargain again. I really could do without the full-scale fight first thing in the morning especially with my poor head feelin' the way it does. I think tensions are gettin' too high 'round here. If those goddamn lazy-ass demons don't get their acts together and find their 'army' something to do then we'll all probably rip each other to pieces.

[greed_ownz_you]

*scowls right back at Wolfwood, but knows he's right*

Aww... shit. Fine then. Deal with this mess... but I ain't gonna take anything back. It's not my problem if people take issue with what I say, I'm just reportin' the news as I see it. What does it matter if I exaggerate on a few small details here and there, no-one believes half of what I say anyways this is Hell, people expect shit like this to happen.

*sees Yukimura standing there with a defiant look on his face... it's a look Greed remembers. He really doesn't like the way it makes him feel*

Dammit... I need outta here!

*stalks outta barracks*

[drunken_kissies]

*relaxes and lets out a sigh*

Yes, not doing much of anything yet keeping us in this situation really seems to be making everybody quite irritable. Being in pieces and unable to once again find relief in death would not be desirable at all...

[jaded_assassin]

Seems someone should find something to keep us occupied. But I in't seen anyone training around here and the demons aren't exactly enforcin' any kind of strict regime. And whilst some of us have ways of relaxing... most need somewhere to let off steam. I haven't much of a chance to look around but this is an army camp, but you'd think there'd be a firing range somewhere... or a weapon training area... or battle arena. Heck, I could do with some fresh-air and training... might help get rid of the hangover and cramped muscles.

*tries to stick hands in pockets and moans as one of his trouser pockets rips loudly, leaving a tear down the side of his pants*

Whatever Greed was thinkin', I reckon he had the right idea in getting outta here. These barracks are getting slightly claustrophobic.

[drunken_kissies]

Yes, it would be nice to get out of here, but I've never seen anything beyond the camp besides desert.

*gives a sympathetic look at the new tear in the pants*

I suppose you could always take little walks on the outskirts of camp, and shoot at rocks for target practice? As for me, I should probably start looking around for a sparring partner...