This is certainly an improvement from yesterday. I never did get any cookies... Why, I'd almost consider it a good curse day is this is all we're getting.

[He's looking contently at his snowglobe, not really caring if it's visible in the video. Not like anyone but The Sorrow's going to know what it is anyways.]

Christmas, huh? Reminds me of New Years back home. My first New Years without the Colonel since before I joined his unit. That explains why it's been so busy at work. How iggnorant of people to automatically assume I celebrate something. Typical Americans.The snow is a nice touch, deities. Not too little but not too much. It's a nice change from ( Read more... )

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[Raikov's pacing back in forth in a dimly lit room. There's quite a lot of soldiers crammed into it, all surrounding a table.]

Alright, men. Since the City's so conveniently brought you guys to me, we're going to spice things up here. I mean, I can't just sit around when there's so much to conquer here... and I'm sure the ( Read more... )

I'm stuck here, away from the Colonel and my unit.

My military status means little here.

I'm 45 years in the future.

I'm sexually starved.

I think I actually might miss that idiot Ocelot.

I don't have any money.

I'm having trouble finding a job.

This place fucking sucks.

I want to go home.

FML.

[OOC: Strikes mumbled.]