Comments | yeehawkiller: 007 UGH SNOW

yeehawkiller

007 UGH SNOW

Dec 05, 2010 16:08

Fuckin' snow. I can't believe it. All those chests an' legs covered up an' all instead of bein' all out. Cryin' shame it is. If I had any mind I'd just take over this boat an' send it down Mexico way for the winter. Wouldn't be too hard to do, eh? Probably like hotwirin' a car.

Yeah.

Easy as pie.

[Private to Abigail]
I think I was nice to you an' ( Read more... )

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Private - INNOCENT FACE vfranklinmott December 5 2010, 05:34:12 UTC

For what? I was just trying to help.

Private - yeehawkiller December 5 2010, 06:11:08 UTC

Past me says fuck you.

Now me says fuck you but with a nicer inclin'ation.

[Hur hur hur]

We drinkin' or what?

Private vfranklinmott December 5 2010, 06:25:48 UTC

If it were possible to get me drunk, I'd say that could be arranged.

[Yes he went thar]

Don't know. Never tried getting into the pub.

Private yeehawkiller December 5 2010, 06:27:56 UTC

Fuck, I ain't talkin' about man drunk. I'm gonna get some blood in me, you shitkicker.

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Private left_that_life December 5 2010, 05:58:40 UTC

So you think I owe you something jus' cause you was nice to me - nice to me durin' some flood even, when you wasn't even yourself?

Fuckin' men. No, Severen, you don't get privileges for that.

Private yeehawkiller December 5 2010, 06:09:35 UTC

[Hissy fit tiem now]

Fuckin' hell woman! What the fuck you want from me? I was me wan't I? I wasn't some horse or some spaceman, ay?

An' I want my spurs back. Fuckin' barge. I didn't have them when I got here. A flood comes an' they're back an' now they gone again. It's fuckin' cruel it is. An probably illegal. Stealin' a man's property like that. Fuckin' criminal.

Private left_that_life December 5 2010, 06:26:28 UTC

Ever been to jail, Severen? Warden and guards don't let you keep things like spurs when your thrown in jail. Now I'm sorry this place went an' gave you your spurs back an' then took 'em, but ain't no horses here so I think you jus' go ahead and learn to live without for now.

You wasn't the same damn man as you are right now. You was somebody else - some other man. I ain't 'bout to reward you for the way some other man acted towards me. You want privileges? Start earnin' 'em. Ain't nothin' comes for free.

Private yeehawkiller December 5 2010, 06:36:23 UTC

Ain't never been to a jail that gives prisoners pets an' blood in the fridge an' people goin' back in time to when I was ah... [He stops] fuck it, you know this shit already. An' if you don't, well, I ain't in the mood to spillin' any more beans.

An' you're right. I ain't that man no more. Ancient fuckin' history.

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fanged_aleera December 5 2010, 13:00:48 UTC

Ice and snow no consequence to Aleera. Warm compared to Transylvanian nights!

Private call_me_saffron December 6 2010, 22:15:10 UTC

How much is too much?

I think you'll be happy to know it's all leather for me. Cold doesn't bother me like most of the delicate flowers in this place.

Private - Infirmary Spam?! yeehawkiller December 7 2010, 10:07:49 UTC

[Please leave a message, your booty call just got shot in the face]

Spam—in which Saffron will probably RAGE when she finds out what he did D: call_me_saffron December 7 2010, 13:42:06 UTC

[It said something for Saffron's ego that she felt a little twinge of annoyance when Severen didn't reply immediately-or at all. She had come to enjoy what they shared, a sort of convenient business arrangement in which the commodities consisted solely in skin. After a little careful investigation, however, it seemed Severen had made a nuisance of himself and wound up with a bullet in him... The redhead didn't know the particulars, but she knew where to find him, at least-the infirmary.

Dressing relatively conservatively for once-it seemed appropriate; she didn't know what sort of state she'd find the man in, after all-she headed down for the medical ward. Once there, she scanned quickly over the place. It didn't take long to find him.]

My, my. And there I was, thinking you just wanted some time apart.

Spam yeehawkiller December 7 2010, 23:01:02 UTC

[ Severen was holed up in one of the cots half conscious. His face and likely parts of his brain were healing slowly as his undead vampire brain allowed it. Sure, in reality he'd be a braindead drooling mess if not utterly deceased, but this was the barge and not quite reality. He sat up in the bed, head almost completely bandaged sparing a top left quarter where a bloodshot eye and a tuft of scraggly black hair was jutting out at a not so attractive angle.

He was exhausted, and barely heard the content of Saffron's words when she spoke. He gargled in reply, with a wheeze in toe]

Heeeeeeeeeeeeey... daaaaarrrliiin'...

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