Who: Firo Prochainezo (
morte_e_vita), Gene Starwind (
outlawpilot), OPEN for anything!
When: Now
Where: Hallway of B-Floor
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Firo's patrolling the floor like a good little Camorra.
Warnings: TBA
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Patrolling city streets was much more preferable to patrolling a lone hallway. )
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"Hey, Firo. What's going on?"
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"How about you?"
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"I was gonna go down to the game room and see if there was anything worth doing. And maybe throw stuff at Rex. How's stuff going for you?"
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Firo still hadn't been able to go down to the game room for another round with Garrus, but then the Turian had been kind of busy, first with getting over a cold and then taking up the responsibility of ensuring everyone else's safety. "There's a shooting game in there. Not very accurate if you ask me, but it's something to pass the time. I kinda like the air hockey table thing too." He laughed. "But throwing stuff at the plant sounds worthwhile too. Think it'd be affected by any of the food in the cafeteria?" Firo had never really attempted to try provoking the thing, and the closest he'd ever gotten to Rex was when the thing was in hibernation and surrounded by a wall of vines.
"Stuff...? 's been all right I guess. Things have calmed down a bit, at least." It was also nice having Ennis back after she'd been making sure Liet would be all right.
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