Shayne: Well, when one of the boys at Utopia Planitia steps out of a malfunctioning transporter with their junk attached to their foreheads, they might finally get the message that placement matters.
Taybrim: It is a common counselor's gambit, to give someone enough rope to work with. What happens next? Will they create a bridge? A ladder? Or a noose?
Major Tatash's whole dressing down and square your self away lines.... Perfection... Took me right back to boot camp and a little of OCS lol.
In boot camp I was the last class of a Master Chief Petty Offers that was bent on having a blast, a blast for him meant a lot of pain for us. I will admit it, 16 years later I am still terrified if that smoky the bear hat lol...
Nice Awesome post Major Tom :-)
Whittaker: :: raising an eyebrow :: "I shall be similiarly offended if you do not routinely invite yourself around for said [...]tails." :: beat, grinning wickedly :: "Just don't do that twirling... it cheapens the apartment."
Ezo: ::linking her arm through his:: "Well I'm obviously in the wedding, but please don't pick orange for the color scheme. It doesn't look right with my hair...."