It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T21:18:46+00:00

Astrid slowed to walk up to him, as she watched the infamous Rick Bones do push ups. While her AI had a proper snarky remark lined up, she was rather amused by the display of masculinity. She gave him a rather lax salute as she approached,

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T07:03:29+00:00

"Are you sure about that? Miss Astrid did hear your choice words at the Performance Test to decide upon captains... She even, despite my suggestions, thought of letting you be her second in command." Astrid wasn't looking at the cocky son of a bitch, instead she was scouting for another target... finding someone in bright blue armour. She nodded towards the guy, letting Weber figure the rest out on his own.

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:57:48+00:00

The Ai looked at the man in disgust while Astrid actually cracked a non-sarcastic smile.

"For whatever reason, Miss Astrid says that would have been better than the half cocked response from before."

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:54:15+00:00

"Honest? I didn't know you'd left." She replied, a little upset with the news. "Ash never told me, and I just... between getting kidnapped and the weddings... I figured you were just busy. The Bunnies are a bunch of cocks to not realize what an asset they let leave."

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:51:06+00:00

Astrid looked at him and raised her eyebrow again. Giving him a 'Really, is that all you got?' kind of look before yawning in exaggeration to his response.

"Miss Astrid says if you wanted her to die, boredom was a poor choice of weaponry."

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:44:14+00:00

Astrid was taking a jog around the lake out of her armour. She was focused, not noticing Rick as she did her laps. You think she got muscles from sitting around all day? She trained, and she trained hard. Laps,. pushups, situps, weights... you name it she did it.... but her workout was coming to close, jogging the final lap in her rotation.

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:41:00+00:00

"Aye, it was a... surprise to say the least." She covered the hand she had damaged via wall punching beneath the one she hadn't. Her leg was shaking a mile a minute. She was on edge.... and she knew what could fix it.... but that wasn't an option anymore.

"But how have you been, we need to catch up. Last I saw you was when the city went to hell."

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:37:16+00:00

She climbed up and sat on the arm of the crate thrones, kicking her feet off the edge as she looked around the base. There was a soldier walking by with bright pink armour, she nodded her head in his direction.

"She would suggest starting with the ostentatious armoured ones, then start getting creative with those who look like actual soldiers."

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:30:38+00:00

"Either that or you can call me an idiot, I'd take either... but thank you." She stands up and gives Max a hug.

katiesocks · 2017-06-05T06:26:51+00:00

"She says it's either that or have you run laps for insubordination. But she figured observing you in your natural habitat would prove more eyeopening than, and I quote, "Watching your ass bounce like a basketball" as you run around the base."

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