Gotta be quicker next time.: The Road Home

junethelad-ette:

June gritted her teeth, trying to decide whether or not to lie.  Are partial truths considered lies? The bounty hunter shook her head, and opened her mouth before closing it again.  “I’m just worried about Nyla is all…He’s gotten so big that I can’t put him up in the stable.” June rubbed her temple. Spirits, why did her head hurt so much? 

“If he’s fat enough that he slows down, that becomes a problem.  I can’t move or fight as quickly, and my style becomes more limited the slower he gets.  If that happens…” June trailed off, taking a swig from the bottle she snagged from the other table.  “Cheap fuckers,” she muttered, glaring at the table she stole the liquor from.  “Can’t even afford good whiskey.”  She turned back to Jet, eager to move on from her problems.  “Please tell me there’s food coming. I’m fucking DYING over here.” 

Jet watched June with mild incredulity.

With a snort, he wrenched the bottle from her hands and glowered. “You’re un-fucking-believable, you know that? You complain about all this shit that’s going wrong without ever once thinking about what’s going right. You’re alive, aren’t you? So is Nyla, even if he is a fat fuck. Things’ll be fine. Just train him more and shut up.”

He shook his head and took a great swig from the bottle.

Nothing Sweet About Me...: A Fiery Interlude

elizaofthefreedomfighters:

“Jet, stop telling me what to do. When he actually mentions a relationship, I will consider it.” Sakura didn’t listen to anything he said in his rant. She honestly didn’t give a shit. He had no right to tell her anything.

Scowling, he chucked the coconut into the bushes.

“I don’t say anything, you bitch at me! I say something, you bitch at me,” he snarled. He increased his stride, eyes scanning the buildings for the particular shape and numbering of the estate he had been told to locate.

“Do whatever the fuck you want, I guess…” he muttered. “We’re here about our daughter, so talking about anything else is just a waste of fucking breath anyway.”

A lad-ette and her Shirshu: unmanly-lackofmustache: junethelad-ette: Tch, he’s not a relationship...

closer-to-closure:

Am not threatened! [Crosses arms] And don’t say that, Haru won’t end up alone forever. He’ll get Katara. Just wait. [Grins]

Hey! I told Haru I’d marry his stupid ass! He was too busy pining over his mystery girl for those three years.

[Shakes his head and sighs]

A Bee with a bite: ooc:

paintedknives:

sorry for disappearing in the chat - i had to close my laptop, dad was approaching and i should have been reading xD

aaaaand i wasnt touchy >.> all that melodrama was a joke bahahah WE REALLY NEED A SARCASM FONT

but i did feel i was getting attitude. idk, text doesnt have a tone so…

i do have…