Deep Six

Mar 17, 2006 21:28

Feeling slightly better about life and his situation in it, Sarge managed to get the will to wander on out into the sunlight once more. Well, more like flourescent light, but there were some UV rays... right? He didn't think too much on it as he passed through the base, poking his head into the rooms to see what was happening. Donut cozied up, ( Read more... )

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red_zealot March 18 2006, 16:29:38 UTC
"Damn straight, bitch."

Basil stood behind Sarge, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl plastered on his face.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you for the past few weeks! I thought you defected!"

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sgt_goodbutter March 20 2006, 00:35:25 UTC
"Shit!" Sarge nearly had another heart failure when that voice spoke up behind him, and he all but spun around in surprise.

"Basil! What tha -.. what?! Hell no I didn't defect! And you're the one runnin' off without tellin' nobody!" Sarge offered right back, voice pitched in near-anger.

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red_zealot March 20 2006, 11:36:22 UTC
"Well what you have done in my position? I sure as hell didn't want to stay around here! I'm only back here because stupid fucking Wyoming dragged me back! If I had my way, I'd have stayed in Battle Creek until the rations ran out, and even then I'd only come back long enough to steal your food!"

Actually, he probably would've last only a week more, but he wasn't going to tell Sarge, now was he?

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sgt_goodbutter March 22 2006, 12:48:28 UTC
"Hah! Like we even have that much food to start off with! And first off I probably wouldn'ta' gone runnin' off just like that!" Sarge waved a hand behind himself.

"And it ain't so hard to figure out where you went, ANYWAY, there's only three places in this goddamned universe that we've ever been! And-... and.. " His shoulders slumped and he panted lightly, a fire kicking up from his side as well as the lack of acid words that he would have said. He winced.

"At least... at least I'm... still alive, you little pecker. Ain't givin' you the satisfaction of killin' me off yet," he grumbled, glaring, "and now I ain't got nothin' else to say."

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