July 2012
Heh, seems like everybody’s on top of things. That’s a good thing, though. Not complaining. Synthetic sapphires? Sound quite interesting if the entire thing is made out of it. If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to take a look at the shields. Even the swords. Melee combat always intrigued me. Was one of my better aspects as well.
Painting them pink?
Cerberus has top of the line materials. Better than the stuff the alliance makes, but we make do. We may not have the fancy equipment, but we get the job done. Unfortunately, I want the top of the line equipment. We need them for this war. Feel free to take a look at them. I was digging up an old sword of mine I forgot my father gave me. I’m thinking about taking it with me so when I see the snake, I can shove the blade through his eyes. Looks like I will be bringing a knife a gunfight.
-She chuckles softly, grinning lightly.- You want to paint them pink? I was thinking Alliance colors, but if you want to blind your opponents, be my guest.
This may be a di’kut’la question but why is their equipment better than the Alliance’s? Credits less spread out than with us? Or do they just steal everything to get what they want? Wouldn’t surprise me if it’s the latter.
I’ll take a look at them after we’re done here. Anxious to get my hands on some new weapons. Not letting my old stuff go but always nice to have additional. And you won’t be the only one bringing a knife. Always carry one, just in case. My philosophy.
*He shrugs his shoulders, motioning with a hand as if he didn’t care. Clearly, he was making a joke of it all.* Hey, if they’re blinded, that means the rest of you can go and charge at them. They’ll never see you coming. Literally.
ask-gabeshepard started following you
Good evening, sir. Boss Vau, ruus’alor. Ambassador of the Mandalorians to the Normandy SR-2.
Good evening, Boss. Yes, I’ve seen your Dossier. Pretty impressive. How are you doing?
Glad the dossier is circulated. I’m doing well, thank you. And yourself?
Shepard chuckles. “With achievements like yours, the dossier /has/ to circulate.” The commander maintains a relaxed posture as he speaks. “Bit restless but, doing fine.”
“I’m glad you approve of my history, then.” Boss grinned and nodded, watching his commander carefully. “I think we’re all a bit restless. Downtime during war is nice but too much is never a good thing.”
At the mention of the sex they had inside of the shuttle, Steve grinned once more. “Yeah, I remember that. Was great, wasn’t it?” Steve let out a chuckle, cringing though he smiled through it. “Too bad it can’t happen anytime soon.” Steve’s eyes watched Boss as he stood and moved over to the window. Steve let his eyes roam, not caring much to be tactful right now.
Eyes moving to Boss’ face when he turned, Steve returned the smile. “I’ve got enough drugs in me to believe that right now. Though if we didn’t, we wouldn’t be here right now.”
“It was a little rough. Couldn’t walk right for a bit afterwards. Should have seen the looks…” Boss chuckled softly and shrugged his shoulders.
He caught the last part of where Steve’s eyes had previously been and simply grinned. Even in the hospital, Steve was still a looker. “It’s true. And we’ll keep that advantage and beat them at their own game. Bastards don’t deserve to take this galaxy for their own.”
I found one place but they’re ah… they end up making it less fuzzy and more watery. But they’re trying, at least.
Can’t really complain with that, I guess. I don’t even dare ask anybody to attempt to make tihaar or ne’tra gal. Not a shot in hell.
ask-gabeshepard started following you
Good evening, sir. Boss Vau, ruus’alor. Ambassador of the Mandalorians to the Normandy SR-2.
Good evening, Boss. Yes, I’ve seen your Dossier. Pretty impressive. How are you doing?
Glad the dossier is circulated. I’m doing well, thank you. And yourself?
ask-gabeshepard started following you
Good evening, sir. Boss Vau, ruus’alor. Ambassador of the Mandalorians to the Normandy SR-2.
((Taking a break for a bit. I owe replies to Ariel, Grunt, Sev and Shane. Later!))
I’ll need somebody to bring over ne’tra gal and tihaar, then. I’m not sure how long the stash Sev and I have will last.
Not long.
*Glug glug.*
Seeeevvvv…. *whines* Not only is the stash going down, I’m going to have a hungover brother to deal with.
Aw, come on, it’s Saturday night. Drinking is essential!
…only if you share.
Or… whatever Mandalorians would traditionally drink, yea? Might as well really celebrate.
I’ll need somebody to bring over ne’tra gal and tihaar, then. I’m not sure how long the stash Sev and I have will last.
Not long.
*Glug glug.*
Seeeevvvv…. *whines* Not only is the stash going down, I’m going to have a hungover brother to deal with.
Or… whatever Mandalorians would traditionally drink, yea? Might as well really celebrate.
I’ll need somebody to bring over ne’tra gal and tihaar, then. I’m not sure how long the stash Sev and I have will last.
Yeah. I worry about the soda from Earth. I’m probably going to drink it all before this war is over. *she pouts* Maybe I should have someone synthesize the recipe.
There has to be somebody in this galaxy who can make soda. No place on the Citadel?
Or… whatever Mandalorians would traditionally drink, yea? Might as well really celebrate.
I’ll need somebody to bring over ne’tra gal and tihaar, then. I’m not sure how long the stash Sev and I have will last.
It’s my lot in life. I’ve accepted it. *shrugs*
No. You will lead the people to freedom. You will enjoy the outcome and reap the rewards of your hard work. If anybody is doomed to fighting forever, it’s me. It’s why I was created.
There’s always another war, Boss. You cannot change nature. You were created because of that nature. I was groomed for it.
How about a war that I don’t need to fight, then? One that has nothing to do with my lifestyle or it’s choices.
That’s definitely a good wish, Boss. I hope it comes true. *chuckles softly*
And I do, too. Hopefully we’ll be there to sit back and drink a few beers and enjoy it.
((Manly tears. Fuck.))
Your RPing is lovely.Every word written down reminds me of my days as a young jewish boy living off my one video game: Republic Commando. Every phrase gives me Vietnam-esque flashbacks of running through the canyons of Geonosis, spotting a chest-high wall, and shouting, "Anti-Armor, mark that position, go!" Keep up the good work, good sir.
((Oh my god, anon. Don’t make me cry. This is why I do it. Because you people are awesome. Even if I give anons hate at times, not all of them are bad. Like this one. Thank you. Oh shab, vor entye, ner vod.
Vode an.))
((You bring the character of Boss to life. I love the way you play him, and you are amazing. Love you <3))
((^_^ It makes me happy when people say I’m playing him well. I’ve been doing it for so long I feel I’ve lost my touch at times. Thank you!))
It’s my lot in life. I’ve accepted it. *shrugs*
No. You will lead the people to freedom. You will enjoy the outcome and reap the rewards of your hard work. If anybody is doomed to fighting forever, it’s me. It’s why I was created.
There’s always another war, Boss. You cannot change nature. You were created because of that nature. I was groomed for it.
How about a war that I don’t need to fight, then? One that has nothing to do with my lifestyle or it’s choices.
