Dec 10, 2011 01:06
So...this is how sleeping 8 hours feels like. Hello everyone. [Ram smiles, looking a lot more alive and relaxed than the last time he posted. He's behind the bar of the Host Club Cabaret but there are no clients around that need his attention. He's wearing the white suit again.]
I'm going to miss working for the WATCH, but now I can rest better and focus more on the training. And seeing how things are going in Europe, I think this is for the best. [Ram's about to say something else when a girl wearing a dress that would put Stripp's clothes to shame arrives.]
Hey hottie, you know what I need now? Sex on the Beach. [Ram stares at her for a second before to reply.]
I don't doubt it would be nice but there are no beaches in Death City. [She giggles and leans against the counter, smirking.]
I meant the cocktail.
Oh, right. [Ram smiles sheepishly and turns to the communicator again.] Sorry, gotta work. [Before he turns off the the feed the girl can be heard saying '...but if you are ever up for the other there's plenty of sand around'.]
c: reno,
c: roy mustang,
ram