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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 24 2013, 06:48 PM (2,708 Views) | |
| Techie | Dec 11 2013, 06:59 AM Post #151 |
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Alexy Looked back at him and folds his arms, "Kushka is my shotgun." He says plainly, tilting his head at the shield, perplexed at the mans behavior. He turned on his heel and headed for the exit, "Take care of yourself Doktor." He waved Non-chalantly. |
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| Rob | Dec 11 2013, 02:24 PM Post #152 |
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His shotgun? For a moment, Westlake wondered if it was a metaphorical penis, then dashed the thought quickly out of his head and wondered instead if Alexy slept cuddling his shotgun at night. He whimpered slightly at the thought. Alexy is super manly and badass, Westlake thought, watching him leave and feeling himself melt just a little inside. His blush dissipated and he lowered the tray, biting his lip. It'd been a while since he'd had to deal with any sort of unrequited crush and it made him antsy. As Westlake watched Alexy exit, he felt like a little kid idolizing Superman. A well-aimed fork introduced itself to his cheek and reacquainted him with his precarious situation. He frowned, stood up and slammed his hands on the table. "You're all childish buffoons!" he yelled at them. "You don't deserve to be soldiers!" The Mess Hall went silent. A large beefy man, Carver, goddamn fucking Carver, stood up and casually walked over to him, and Westlake could almost see his life flashing before his eyes. He flitted his eyes around, reacquainting himself with the quickest exit points, but before he could make a move toward any of them, Carver had reached him. "The only one who doesn't deserve to be here, is you," Carver muttered to Westlake, voice dripping with malice. "So keep your big mouth shut-" he raised his arms, shoving Westlake backward so hard that the Doctor stumbled and fell to the ground. "-And stop pretending like you're important." He lifted his arm, in a fake punch and Westlake flinched back. "Idiot," Carver muttered. He moved to walk away, then thought better of it, turning back and gave Westlake a swift kick in the leg. "To remind you, for next time." As Carver returned to his table and everyone else resumed eating, Westlake stumbled to his feet. He wouldn't cry, that would be embarrassing, but as soon as he got to his feet, he went for the door. Head down, he dashed out of the mess hall, passed Alexy and made a dart toward the infirmary. Safe, safe infirmary. |
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| Techie | Dec 11 2013, 03:14 PM Post #153 |
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Alexy had just exited the hall when Westlake burst from the door way and almost bowled him over, Alexy Looked a little suprised. He couldn't have finished his meal... He turned around and saw the meat head Carver walking back to his table high fiving one of his comrades, And walked back over to the doorway, "Oi slaboumnyy, I'd be careful who you beat up, otherwise your next wound might be sewn in a way that includes pain and Humiliation." Alexy shook his head and turned and walked out towards the Male dorms, Who picks on the CMO... Dumbasses... |
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| Rob | Dec 11 2013, 06:23 PM Post #154 |
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Upon entering the infirmary, Westlake spotted Felix eating some sort of bar. Junk food, probably. He wandered over, "That's not healthy at all," he muttered, stole a bite from behind and dropped his head down onto the other man's shoulder. He knew that he probably should be more strict with his staff, but most of them were civilians and it was stressful enough dealing with their situation and the pigheaded sides of the soldiers. So the medical team was less of a command unit and more of a tight-knit family. "Carver is an asshole," Westlake muttered. He sniffled, and then pulled away, jumping up to sit on one of the exam tables. He pulled up his pant leg, observing a bruise forming on his shin and pouted, "He kicked me." Tossing Felix a wink, "We should replace his next flu shot with herpes virus." He was kidding, of course- half-kidding anyways -he and his team took the "Do No Harm" part of their jobs terribly seriously. And as much as he truly would like to take sweet medical revenge on the meaty asshat, he'd never stoop to that level. Possibly why Carver and his asschickens are always picking on me. Cause they know I wouldn't do anything. |
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| Nikki | Dec 11 2013, 08:42 PM Post #155 |
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"Hmm?" he questioned curiously with a mouth full of food. Because of his munching he didn't even notice Westlake had walked in until he mumbled, then stole a bit from him from behind. Felix sighed softly though, and placed a hand onto the back of the man's head while giving it a few slight pattings. He could only assume that there was something wrong with him, but all he could do was comfort him no matter what the caught was. "Carver?" he turned his head only to watch the other jump up onto one of the exam tables, "so the asshole kicked you huh? He needs his ass handed to him one day." A wide smirk crossed the man's lips as the mention of replacing Carver's flu shot with the herpes virus. Even though that sounded well enough, he couldn't help but to laugh out at the mere suggestion of it. Of course they wouldn't do it, they would go against what they did. Surely though there would be some way to get back at him. Felix took a look at was left of his bar, then leaned over to hand it to Westlake, a smile now on his face. "Here, you need this more than I do," he chuckled, "comfort food you know and if you need it, there's a hug in for you too." The man opened up his arms for a moment as a suggestion for a hug, but closed them because he was looking pretty weird with his arms open like that. |
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| Rob | Dec 11 2013, 10:03 PM Post #156 |
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Westlake rejected the bar, "You need to eat too, I don't really feel all that hungry anymore Why aren't you eating in the Mess Hall, anyway?" And he pulled his pant leg down, flouncing over to accept the hug. "Terribly humiliating," he whined. "Like a grade school fight. He pushed me, and he kicked me, right in front of the whole mess hall." He pulled out of the hug, then wandered over to prepare a set of vaccines- every time there was a trip to the city, the soldiers going had to take shots before they left. "But I'll get my sweet revenge when Rob finds out." He twitched a smile at that, considering the last time a soldier tried to abuse a civilian, Rob made the soldier run laps around Delta until he threw up. "So, um..." Westlake cleared his throat, fidgeted for a moment, "Do you know anything about Alexy? I mean. Is he, seeing anyone around base?" |
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| Nikki | Dec 11 2013, 10:41 PM Post #157 |
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Felix just shrugged his shoulders and shoved what was left of the bar in his face hole, chewing it all up before swallowing it. "Well," he began to say, "if I wanted to eat slop I might as well just be a pig, nothing there is ever good looking enough for me to want to eat it." Again he just shrugged, then wrapped his arms around the other man, giving him the gentlest hug. "As you said, he's an asshole and doesn't really give respect to anyone he doesn't see fit. He should be embarrassed for even doing that in front of the entire mess hall." He removed his arms from around Westlake and crossed his arms over his chest. The Swed had gotten move of everything ready for the newest soldiers to take a trip to the city, but he always left some things for Westlake to do as well. The man laughed, "yeah he will, though it doesn't mean it'll keep him from doing it again. Don't worry though, I'll be there to protect ya." He stood up from the chair and playfully put up his fists, knowing quite well that he himself wasn't a fighter. There was a reason he was a nurse and not a solider himself. "Uuuh, not anyone that I know of," he raised a curious brow at the doctor, "why do you ask?" |
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| Rob | Dec 11 2013, 10:54 PM Post #158 |
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Westlake attempted a casual shrug, "No reason. I just, uh, shit. I'm not good at this evasive stuff. He was helping me, in the Mess Hall, and he gave me his tray and, uh..." As fast as he could say it- "IthinkIkindasortalikehim." Westlake pouted as he finished what he was doing, and started cleaning the area. "Does he even like guys? Does he even like anyone?" |
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| Nikki | Dec 11 2013, 11:16 PM Post #159 |
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"Wait," he strolled on over to Westlake and placed his chin on his shoulder, "you've got yourself a man crush don't you?" The man wiggled his brows teasingly then back away with a wide grin upon his face. "That's pretty cute, but I really wouldn't know if he likes anyone or even other guys," he shrugged, "I've never talked to the man to be honest, soooo... I can't really say. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. You'll have to find out." Felix walked away for a moment, before he remembered something he was going to show Westlake. So, the man quickly made it over to one of the large cabinets and pulled out a large syringe he made. Then he took it over to the other with a cheeky little grin on. "Hey, Westlake buddy o' pal," he chuckled, "look what I made to scare the new requites with!" |
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| Rob | Dec 11 2013, 11:39 PM Post #160 |
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Westlake's face went red. "No! Maybe! Yes. Please don't tell him!" He thought for a moment, bit his lip, "Maybe I could get him drunk. People always talk a lot when they're drunk." His eyes followed Felix in contemplation, grinning when he spotted the giant syringe. "That..." he muttered breathlessly, "Is a thing of beauty. Pure beauty. Brings a tear to my eye." He wiped away an invisible tear, and sniffled, "I'm excited to see it in action." |
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| PandaGirl | Dec 11 2013, 11:48 PM Post #161 |
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Abby jumped down off the cupboard after handing a requested pot down for cleaning. She smiled at August as she ran past, avoiding the huge meat head everyone seemed to refer to as "Carver". She looked around for Major Rob as she winded her way through the groups of soldiers gathered in the Hall, when she didn't find him she decided to put her pot in trunk and change clothes before dinner. It was getting dark and nights in the desert where cold at best. She put on her warmer clothes and climbed up onto the Female Quarters roof, staring at the sky for a little as she waited for the mess hall to quieten down and empty out so she would have a place to sit and eat. |
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| Nikki | Dec 12 2013, 12:23 AM Post #162 |
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Felix laughed rather slightly, "that's true, anyone is a big talker when they've consumed enough alcohol. Then again I feel like it would take quite a bit to get him drunk enough, he's a muscular guy after all. You can be sure I won't tell him either." He gave Westlake a slight wink and handed him over the overly large syringe, allowing him to get a nice feel of it. "Oh me too, I'm more excited to see the reactions it'll get. I can just imagine the color leaving their faces when we pull out that baby," he said, giving it a light pat. |
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| crapshoot | Dec 12 2013, 12:23 AM Post #163 |
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Gene's eyes shot up as Dr. Westlake suddenly slammed the table and called everyone childish buffoons. And then Sergeant Carver went over and kicked him in the leg. How he keeps his position with all that crap he pulls is beyond me But he still couldn't bring himself to feel sympathy for his victims. I envy the victims. I wish people would pick on me ... If someone take the time and effort to do something to me, it means I matter. Yeah, shut up already! We've been through this! Gene slammed his head against the table. Now go to sleep! Gene chuckled; he knew he couldn't really fall asleep. But no, seriously, what else can you do? --- Oh my god, really? Elaine went quiet with the rest of the mess at Westlake's outburst. As he ran out after Carver kicked him, wanted to follow him. He's a civilian, you jerk! But she knew it'll probably be weird, so she stayed at her table. That kind of stuff happens all the time anyways, she sighed. |
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| Rob | Dec 12 2013, 12:48 AM Post #164 |
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"Thank you!" Westlake replied, weighing the toy in his hands. It felt nice. It would feel nicer, he thought, if he actually had a workable syringe this big, and could use it to inject herpes virus into Carver's face. The thought uplifted his mood somewhat, and he passed it back to Felix. "You should probably go sleep or something," he said. "We gotta get all the shots done early early tomorrow. I think Rob wanted to leave something early, like 7. So we should do shots at 6, before breakfast even." He paused for a moment, moving over to look out the window, pass the barbed gate and into the vast ocean of red-yellow rock and sand beyond. "Do you ever wish they'd let us out there? To the city, I mean." |
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| Nikki | Dec 12 2013, 01:06 AM Post #165 |
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The man held back onto the large syringe, and smiled over to Westlake before he went to put it back where he'd had it before. Then, he walked back over to him, hands sitting down upon his hips. "Huh? He wants to get out there early? Well.. then going to sleep would probably be a good idea, though you need to get some sleep yourself. Don't want you to be all sleepy when you get up to stick needles into the poor.. poor soldiers going into the city." He smirked playfully as he gave Westlake a quite pat upon his cheeks. "Oh uh..." Felix thought about it for a moment, "I don't know if they'd ever let us, but perhaps it wold be nice to get out of here like the rest can. The city though... I'm not sure if we'd be cut out to go into such a dangerous place. People have died there, I don't know if I'd want to be in that statistic." Felix sighed softly to himself, wrapping an arm around the shoulders of the other. "You seem to be quite friendly with Rob though, I bet if you'd ask... I mean, some medical staff would be nice out in the field, could help to save any lives of the big soldiers." He ran his hand through Westlakes hair, then ruffled it just a little. ----------------------------------- Neena had eaten all she could fit in her stomach, then after getting rid of what was left she herself went towards the female barracks. It could only be assumed there would be getting up awfully early for things. So bed was the best choice right now. She was already dressed to be able to sleep, all that she needed now was to actually get some sleep. On her way, she noticed a red head sitting up upon the building, but because she was rather tired, passed by without a word. There would be enough exchange in the city, yes.. the city for sure. |
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