Let the costume party commence!

[apocalypsos]

Okay, so, here's the deal. I've never mixed drinks before.

Oh, all right. Total lie. This one time, when Wolvie wasn't looking, I took all of his beers and mixed 'em with Dr. Pepper. I didn't drink 'em or anything, 'cause ... uh, they frightened me. Liquor shouldn't, you know, talk to you or try to grab you by the neck. Bad liquor. No pretty paper umbrella.

So, I found this book in the library, right? And it's got all kind of recipes for Bloody Marys and Sex on the Beach and ... Alien Urine Sample? EWWW. Nobody order that, 'kay? Ick.

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[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Huh. Sounds like a lot of grief for no benefit. Why do it?

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

There are things that I must do, plain and simple.

Besides the fact that if I was getting into the sheer amount of trouble I've been in without military backing, I'd probably be sitting in a brig right now and my brother would be carted off to a laboratory.

So, where are you from?

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

...Odd.

Me? Kovrov, Russia, originally, though currently I'm out in the middle of the jungle in Tselinoyarsk. There's something of a government rebellion going on... my commanding officer is... a forceful sort of man.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound enjoyable. Rebellions are never fun and have a tendancy to leave lasting, nasty scars on participants. If I'm not careful, the colonel will get drunk and regale me with some really nightmarish accounts of a rebellion he had to supress in Ishbal. *shudders*

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

It's not so bad, especially if you believe in the cause. And I do. ...hah, your Colonel sounds like mine.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Well, that's good, I guess. And a frightening and sobering thought to think that there's anyone out there similar to the colonel.

Sobering... dammit, I need another beer.

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Me too.

...Yours isn't electric, is he?

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

...electric? Hell no ... but he likes to set people on fire. Or my hair. Rat bastard that he is.

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Just checking. I think if he was it'd be a little too much for me.

You don't sound very fond of him.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

He's a pompous, irritating, smug bastard, that's what he is. Thinks he knows it all and likes to lord over us that he knows our secret. GAH HE PISSES ME OFF!

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Pompous and smug? ...What, you don't like that in a man?

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

...NO! Why the hell would I like that in a man, I'm a man! Despite what some people seem to think! Gih! He's an asshole, plain and simple. And he enjoys pissing me off to see me rampage. I HATE IT WHEN HE MAKES FUN OF ME!

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Men can't like other men?

I can't even begin to tell you how familiar all this sounds... maybe he thinks it's cute when you're angry.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

....I AM NOT CUTE!!! AUUUGH!!!

Guys can like who they like, I don't care. I don't like the colonel. At all. HE TRIED TO SET MY HAIR ON FIRE! The man is insufferable!

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

I didn't say you were. I just said maybe he thinks you are. Everybody's idea of cute is going to be different, god knows mine's a certain scarred giant electric Russian when he's sleepy and grouchy a little out there.

For someone you don't like, you do talk about him a lot.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

He's everywhere, and it pisses me off greatly. I can't get two cities away from Central before I get a telegram telling me not to go here or do this and it's like a have a second fucking mother sometimes. GAAAAAAAH he's bad for my blood pressure. Really. REALLY. AUGHHHHH. And I don't like what you're insun- insinuating one bit!

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Could be worse, malchik. Could always be worse.

What am I insinuating?

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

...I don't know, what are you insinuating? Augh, my head hurts now.

...what's a malchik?

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

Heh heh heh. Just calling on personal experience.

Malchik is a young boy. Nothing offensive, I promise.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Nah, not really. People calling me things in other langagues always worries me, though. If I'm being insulted I prefer it to my face, so I can properly stamp their faces in with my boot.

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

*amused* I don't think you want to try anything like that with me. Besides. English is hard.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

English? Is that what's being spoken this time? These cross-dimensional gathering places always mess with my head when it comes to langague.

Oh, is that a trained soldier thing? I've stomped on a few soldier's faces/heads before. The only person who regularly stomps on my face is my shishou, but she's SCARY. >.>

[shoiryu.livejournal.com]

I assumed? It's not Russian, that's for sure... I don't do a lot of cross-dimensional. Timebending is another story.

Sort of. But we Spetsnaz GRU (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spetsnaz) aren't your average soldiers, really, so... face-stomping probably isn't a good idea. You might get a knife put somewhere uncomfortable.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Eh, I can be very quick upon occasion. That, and it's always enjoyable when someone tries to stab me in the shoulder and the knife breaks.

Not that I haven't been stabbed in uncomfortable places before... That's not fun. I will keep that in mind, although I doubt I'll be running across your type back home.