[It was very hard for him to not recognize those familiar sounds of what a firefight back home was like, so there's just the slightest prickle on the back of his neck as he zoned in on the noises.
Then a loud, shrill whistle to catch the attention of the one who owned the journal - three guesses who.]
[that whistle certainly catches her attention, although it's still another moment before she notices the journal, her reply sharp. She's been a little ... preoccupied.]
Yes, mine too. [Her tone's guarded. There's definitely the sounds of something going on, but she doesn't seem to be directly involved in it. It is taking a large part of her attention, no matter how she tries to hide it.]
[Evidenced by the somewhat distracted pause that follows.] Hopefully yours doesn't have any Covvies in it ... ?
[Well, so much for keeping a relaxed stance. The mention of Covvies instantly has him changing his posture to one of alertness and he just eyes the journal quietly.]
Haven't really checked... but I know there's at least one.
[And he's a friendly. So, uh. Try not to shoot it.]
You need an exterminator let me know. [You'd just better hope she doesn't find it. She doesn't 'try' when she shoots Covvies. She just shoots Covvies.]
No, it's pretty self-contained. Even if someone were to wander in, they'd have to make a concerted effort if they wanted to get in a fight. [And they're sort of guarding the one thing she really doesn't want anyone to see.]
I'll be sure to bring it up, ma'am, if I do run into any problems.
[Doesn't think he will, but... Oh, wait. That means he's going to have to hide memory Vergil in a closet or something if she does happen to stop by for a visit, isn't he?
But he gives the usual nod to no one in particular.]
Understood, Commander. [Slight smile.] Just remember I'm around if you need me.
Then a loud, shrill whistle to catch the attention of the one who owned the journal - three guesses who.]
Spartan? You there?
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SITREP, now.
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Room's a bit different, but... [Half-shrug. No need to expand on that.] I'm fine. Just taking a small walk.
[The real question is, how are you doing, Spartan?]
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[Evidenced by the somewhat distracted pause that follows.] Hopefully yours doesn't have any Covvies in it ... ?
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Haven't really checked... but I know there's at least one.
[And he's a friendly. So, uh. Try not to shoot it.]
But you in need of some crowd control, ma'am?
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No, it's pretty self-contained. Even if someone were to wander in, they'd have to make a concerted effort if they wanted to get in a fight. [And they're sort of guarding the one thing she really doesn't want anyone to see.]
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[Doesn't think he will, but... Oh, wait. That means he's going to have to hide memory Vergil in a closet or something if she does happen to stop by for a visit, isn't he?
But he gives the usual nod to no one in particular.]
Understood, Commander. [Slight smile.] Just remember I'm around if you need me.
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Will do, Lance Corporal.
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