Presidential Cooldown

[burningprez]

[Michael's looking....contemplative after the last battle. Watching the cannon blast Hawaii apart seemed to have put his normally boisterous mood into one that was silently pondering over every single one of the plans that Richard had unleashed. Surely his Vice-President was running out of things to throw at them

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[im_scottish]

You an' me both. Was hopin' to stock up on bananas later on.

[burningprez]

Man. Those tropical smoothies would've been the best thing ever! Damnit Richard! You had to go ruin this for us!

[He shook his fist at the general direction of Neo America.]

[im_scottish]

That would have been nice. At least Oapa has been evacuated since the meteor strike.

[burningprez]

There's that yeah. Still... would've been nice to go somewhere without something blowing up like an accident at the fireworks factory on the Fourth of July.

[an_alpha_wolf]

[Resnick leans against the doorway, arms folded.] My apologies for the late arrival. Even with MASC, walking along the seabed is slow going.

[burningprez]

Hey, you still came around. Better late than never.

[He relaxed as best as he could, there was a glass of fruit punch next to him. It looked like it was made far earlier in the day.]

I shouln'tve been surprised. Even if Richard couldn't blast Fuso or 11, he would've just broken something else to get back at me.

[an_alpha_wolf]

[Resnick sneers at the waste of artificially flavored drink. Come on, Micheal, pull yourself together.]

And the people of that island paid the price while he continues to lie about you. Stravag. Have you not issued a counter statement, quineg?

[burningprez]

Yeah. I did. But knowing Richard and his buddies they'd pick it apart like vultures. What I need to do is take him down. I'm getting a little sick of having to play on his field.

[With that Michael grabs the punch and slugged the entire thing back.]

[azure_savior]

There's going to be hell to pay from this, isn't there?

The dumbass has pulled some seriously bad shit, but I mean... come on. What's he got to hide behind?

[burningprez]

That's what I want to know. Richard's been pulling out a lot of the big guns every time we his boys... You gotta wonder what he might've saved for the last playoff.

[Spider Robots, Giant Cannons, Super Helicopters Yikes...]

[azure_savior]

Any ideas off the top of your head? You were the commander in chief for a while, after all. You probably know more about the Neo American military than most.

[burningprez]

I do yeah... If he's managed to get enough people we might look at a slugfest with the Navy since we've taken on Special Forces, the Air Force and a lot of Richard's special projects.

That stuff is gonna be old, but trust me on this... I've seen the Neo-American navy in action. They're pros. It'll be a pretty tricky fight when the time comes...

[momentoftherose]

[The good doctor caught him when he'd ventured out of his room.]

What happened in Hawaii, Presi...Micheal?

[burningprez]

Richard dropped in a Giant Cannon. I took it down but it didn't stop it or its crew from firing - even when the barrel was pointed right at the dirt.

[Michael shakes his head.]

Probably hit some kind of Lava pocket under the island and blew everything up to us.

[momentoftherose]

[She inhaled sharply.]

And the inhabitants?

[burningprez]

Most of the Island was empty after a Meteor hit ages ago... looked pretty darned deserted... probably from the alien bugs that were in the thing.

[At this Michael looks... quite concerned.]

But if anyone was hurt... I don't know if we'll ever know.

You gave me roses, and I left them there to die

[hearturrushrod]

[burningprez]

[Michael turns, and he smiles at her like he always does - like he did when they were still together, even if his eyes did seem a little sad.]

Hey Adette! Kinda surprised we haven't run into each other.

[He chuckled heartily. He didn't know she was avoiding him... or maybe he did... it was difficult to tell sometimes.]

so this is me swallowing my pride

[hearturrushrod]

[burningprez]

[The President stretches, you swear his shirt strains against the muscle under it.]

Hey, actually.. I'm not... busy. I've got plenty of time!

[Calm, warmth, confidence. Michael was next to her and putting a palm to her shoulder.]

Lead the way beautiful.

[He still called her that...]