FAREWELL TO ARMS IT'S TIME

[insertbaldjoke]

[THERE IS A MAN

A MAGNIFICENT MAN

HE IS DANCING

AND BY DANCING I MEAN THAT DANCING

YOU KNOW THE ONE

the observant may also notice a black butterfly hovering nervously around him. How 'bout them apples.]

((OPEN TO ALL AND OPEN FOREVER.))

Comments

[commander_bitch]

... what are you doing?

[commander_bitch]

Well, it is probably about time, considering the duration of your stay.

[insertbaldjoke]

Says mister two years.

[commander_bitch]

Yes... well.

[insertbaldjoke]

...heh.

[drops a hand onto his shoulder]

[commander_bitch]

I assume there must be some reason for the sporadic times in stays here.

Either way, you'll be... returning to your line of work when you get back, then.

[insertbaldjoke]

You bet.

[commander_bitch]

At least you'll be busy.

And this place will be ... considerably more quiet, without you.

[insertbaldjoke]

Busy as always, huh?

Don't get bored.

[commander_bitch]

I'll try not to.

... It's been a pleasure either way, Ikkaku.

[insertbaldjoke]

And you too, Yzak. Might see you again sometime! But I'm hopin' that ain't gonna be for awhile.

[commander_bitch]

You never know, but I would have to agree with you there.

[insertbaldjoke]

Be a gentleman! Also, girls ain't usually into guys who dress prettier than them, as a heads up.

[commander_bitch]

... I do not dress pretty.

[insertbaldjoke]

Call it a compliment.

[commander_bitch]

...

You get away with it this time.