Author Topic: Fala (Read 1874 times)

Anonymous · « **on:** May 27, 2008, 12:56:50 pm »

Now, how the hell am I supposed to write something like this?

"It's good for you," Jorinth had told me, "You need to talk on something other than the network!"

'Course, he's probably just bitchin' 'cause I forgot to replace the rusty conductors on my temple port. Not my fault he can't adapt to a little bit of rust.

Soren's bitching, the world's gone to war, and I find myself twiddling my goddamn thumbs while waiting for Jorinth to calm down enough to take me back. Mr. Picky Wires can't seem to get it through his head that I apologized several times about it.

And that's several times more than I apologize to anyone else.

No, wait- I do apologize. A palm in the nose is a perfect apology. If the guy gets knocked out, the problem's solved. If not, I keep 'apologizing' until his brain gets the picture and shuts off for a few minutes.

Gah. Screw this. I'm gettin' a coffee.

Anonymous · « **Reply #1 on:** May 27, 2008, 04:19:59 pm »

You know you're a junkie right?

Like...more than normal.

Get off deh coffee luv! It's evil. I found a bug in it once. :B

Cuddles,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #2 on:** May 27, 2008, 05:17:28 pm »

Screw you. Coffee runs through my veins.

Jorinth keeps complaining that I give him the caffeine jitters just by being close to him, but I really see no alternative. Besides, that's some good stuff, there.

Good. Hope the bug bit your tonsils.

Sincerely,
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #3 on:** May 27, 2008, 06:16:01 pm »

Meanie

;~;

hugs and kisses,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #4 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:13:33 pm »

Urg, fine. You annoy me slightly less than other people.

Happy? I could always apologize my traditional way, if you'd prefer. >3

Ready with an 'Apology',
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #5 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:35:57 pm »

*shock!*

Pilot Fala, are you suggesting something less that reputable?

Mildy curious,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #6 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:41:11 pm »

Curious, huh? >3

Stop by my place later. With clothes that don't stain, mind you. I like keeping the outfits of Pilots I've kil--

...Er-hem. I mean, sure, come on down. >3

Cracking my knuckles,
Fala

P.S: If you're really going to have the nerve to invade my personal space, there's a punch waiting to fly right into your face. ^_^

Anonymous · « **Reply #7 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:47:23 pm »

Eeeeeeh, you're all talk babe.

Besides, who says I mind it a bit rough? :wink:

Yours always,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #8 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:48:46 pm »

...

......

...........

Huh.

Really?

I don't think you could keep up with me, chump. >D

Playing far rougher than you ever could,
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #9 on:** May 27, 2008, 07:59:40 pm »

Only one way to find out sweetie.

Besides, I can always make you stop. *fires uber mind powahz*

Mentally undressing you,
Marshal <3

Anonymous · « **Reply #10 on:** May 27, 2008, 08:02:40 pm »

Only after hours, Marshal. Dinner, a movie, and a barfight, first. Come on, can't you even flirt correctly? Chump.

Screw you. Playing out the psychic card so quickly? What's the matter, don't think you can handle me otherwise? >3

Flying the bird,
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #11 on:** May 27, 2008, 08:32:14 pm »

Oh I wouldn't even dare take you on, yah little tiger you.

Dinner? A movie? How bout we just skip the boring stuff, go straight to the barfight and the lovin?

Handling you,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #12 on:** May 28, 2008, 01:13:42 pm »

Well, so long as we've got that all cleared up. >3

Huh, we could always do that. Hope you don't mind it rough. :twisted:

Grinning Evilly,
Fala

P.S.: Don't believe the Pilot I slept with last week. I didn't break his arm during the lovin', he was the one who just wouldn't settle down like I told him to. >3

Anonymous · « **Reply #13 on:** May 28, 2008, 07:23:41 pm »

Oh, of course not. he's always been a liar.

Oh the things we could do.

Ooh, how about I bring over some whipped cream and blueberrys and you can spread it on my chest, drizzle some chocolate on top then clean it off with your tongue, then I do the same for you. Sound tasty?

Heh, I just realised, that could be our dinner.

Preparing the food play,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #14 on:** May 29, 2008, 09:43:28 am »

Exactly. Schmuck's been after me all week, too, trying to get me to pay for his medical bills. The busted femur wasn't my fault, though, the blasted fool.

Never been into the food play. More of a 'Wham, bam, thank you ma'am!' type of woman, myself.

Less trouble that way.

Raising an eyebrow and hiding the condiments,
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #15 on:** May 29, 2008, 06:51:52 pm »

I'm good with some whammin and some bammin.

~_^

Poking you,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #16 on:** May 29, 2008, 06:57:06 pm »

My place at nine? Bring the booze. >3

Whistling a catcall,
Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #17 on:** May 29, 2008, 07:34:12 pm »

See....nine's gunna be a problem. What with me being out in space and all. Tell you what, once the war's over.

Pining,
Marshal

Anonymous · « **Reply #18 on:** June 12, 2008, 05:16:39 pm »

Well, we're both back.

I feel like shit.

...Where's that pie I've been hearing so much about?

-Fala

Anonymous · « **Reply #19 on:** June 12, 2008, 05:45:33 pm »

mmhmm. Tis not good. Gabriuels house, it's the one where....Gabriel lives...

Go there for pie. I'll see you there, you can keep me company among the idiots and the ice queen.

~Marshl

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