shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

[similarly shit eating grin] And no one would dare imply otherwise. My authority knows no bounds after all.

 

[] Wow you could at least taste it,

-She briefly considers getting the lady something more suitable for being gulped down, but soon she poofs another into existence and wordlessly passes it over.-

 

-smirking- No, sir, none at all. -realizes she is teasing a Captain and looks worried- No disr´spect ´tended Sir.

 

Sawbones. Sawbones we are both off duty. And I don't actually care if people tease me a little as long as we aren't actively in conflict with someone and need to present a united front.

 

-amused snort- I always ferget ya havn´t been a officer fer long.
Uh....
That is ta say ya aren´t standing on ceremony, not that bein a officer is with bein a bad thing ´r anythin´.

 

You can do the schematics, and I'll do the dirty work.

 

Ja, I completely agree. "MEDIC, MEDIC, MEDIC" it's all I hear. They should be more careful. One day, i won't be there to save them.

 

mmph mmoh mmmmmph mmph mph mph. mmph mph mph mmphymph.
(We have plans of our own. Notime for lollygagging.)

 

#tumblr

 

Ja, but you don't think, you never think. try relying on others before you go commando and go alone.

 

*bursts out laughing*

 

"Hello there, Bastion. Yes, he did. Repeatedly. And then yell for heals when out of reach. He's like that."

She pats the robot on its shoulder.

 

"My feelings exactly. I take it you are in a similar line of work." She grins. "It's a good thing I get good research data out of them, because some days it's all they're good for."

 

Ja, they are good test subjects sometimes...I mean patients. How long have you been fighting your war?

 

Angela sighs. "Since I was a child and the Omnic Crisis killed my parents, perhaps? Or when I joined Overwatch at seventeen? Over twenty years since the latter. A long time. What about you, how long have you been doing th is?

 

If only the spectacular tactics of our comrades drove you eat rather than drink. You might have a bit of meat on you then, Angela.

 

"How can I eat with all this work to do, Ana? I don't have time. If I get too weak I inject something. Nutrients and stimulants. The efficient, scientific solution. Not all of us are old and retired, you know."

 

Oh, yes, too busy to even eat small things like nuts or dried fruits. Yet somehow not busy enough to be able to drink. Interesting, that.

Interesting that I recall keeping you alive despite being retired too. Perhaps I am going senile in my old age. Was that grenade really a slipper? We will never know.

 

Angela glares at Ana for a moment and then her shoulders slump.

"... I forget, ok?"

 

I know you do, habibati. It's why I have to carry around treats all the time. You children are awful at caring for yourselves. Speaking of which...

*pulls out a small package from her coat. revealing. DATES*

Here you are. I'm sure you haven't eaten anything in hours now. It will do for the moment.