SCAF Command Center - Tau Volantis
After Ron burned the Snow Beast into sterile ash, the gang all regrouped.
Norton was not happy about seeing them alive. Ron wasn't happy about seeing Norton still breathing, either.
"How. The fuck. Are you. Still. ALIVE?!" Norton exclaimed.
"I'm hard to kill, fuck off Norton." Ron said, shoving him to the side. "So, Ellie. What's our next move?"
"Don't you already know? You seem to know our every move before we make it."
"I do, but it's best you explain it for those who don't."
Ellie blinked. "OOOOOk, then. We've looked through the written logs, well Santos has, and there's a signal experiment in a nearby warehouse."
Santos sighed. "But it's at the other side of the complex. And with those things—"
"The necromorphs we can handle. It's the traitors I'm more worried about."
Norton glared at Ron. "The fuck is that supposed to mean?!"
"How about this. Let's make a bet. The fucking Unis show up anytime between right now and when we get to the complex, I get to put a round in your head. They don't, I give everyone who wants to go a free trip back to Earth, all expenses paid with some of our technology to make your energy crisis a thing of the past. That sound good to you?"
"…fine." Norton growled, "Even if they do, it's not my fault! I'm only here to keep Ellie safe!"
"Sure thing, asshole," Veronica muttered, slapping him behind the head. "Lead the way, Nii-san."
"So, Veronica, can you track anything through shockspace?"
"Fuck no."
"So you have to send a transmission."
Veronica looked at her brother before deploying her helmet, activating a private RIGlink. "Talk. How do you know all this shit?"
"All is fiction, all is reality."
Veronica wasn't Ron, but she figured it out. "…we're fictional in your universe?"
"We're all fictional. I'm from some place called the Star Trek universe."
"Oh, sweet! Old TV series from the 20 and 21st Centuries! …Went downhill with JJ Abrams' reboots. And Discovery. But we don't talk about Discovery."
"I watched it; wasn't impressed. This universe is called Dead Space."
"Huh. Fitting."
"Why?"
"Because everything's dead!"
Isaac wasn't sure if he liked that smile on Ron's face.
On the other hand…
"Dude, those two scare the shit out of me."
Ruby giggled. "It's what they do."
Outside, Ron raised his hand, counting down as whistling was heard.
"And here come the Unis!"
"Like clockwork…" Veronica giggled. "So, when we gonna shoot Norton? Guy's starting to piss me off… "
"Couple hours." The missiles impacted the rock behind them, sending the siblings, Isaac and Carver flying, rolling in the snow below.
"How the hell did Danik find us?!"
"Three guesses and two don't count! By the way, it starts with N and used to be the name of a really shitty antivirus program back in the 20th and 21st centuries!"
"…so should we just shoot him when we see him, gloat first, or fuck with him first?" the new Pinkerton sibling asked.
"I'm tempted to turn him into a necromorph just so I can kill him twice."
"…We are DEFINITELY family!"
Two Circle dropships dropped off a squad of zealots, armed with modern SMGs. "Marker traitor! Die!"
"So, sis, want to murder these fucks?"
"Religious nutcases?" She grinned ferally. "It must be my fucking BIRTHDAY!"
The four took cover before a familiar roar was heard. "ANOTHER ONE?!"
"Well, it IS a necromorph from this planet!" A wall collapsed as another Snow Beast stomped through it, tentacles whipping out.
"We had a shitty time killing the last one! Now we have to deal with another one AND the fucking zealots?!" Ron groaned before punching Carver in the face ("What the Fuck?!") and pulling out his type-1 cricket. "If you can't kill em… turn em."
"Turn 'em?" Isaac asked, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
Ron fired a single shot into the monster before ducking into cover. "Please work, please work…" The Snow Beast froze in place before it focused solely on the zealots.
"Sic em!" The Beast charged at the Unis, Ron grinning.
"I'm good."
"Wh… bu… HOW?!"
"…My brother is AMAZING!" Veronica laughed. "Here beasty beasty! Mommy needs a ride!"
The Snow Beast used its' tentacles to pick her up and place her on its' back. Isaac and Carver watched, jaws dropped. "What the fuck."
"It's what I do." Ron shrugged "I kinda hijacked it using nanotechnology."
"ONWARD VALIANT STEED!" Veronica shouted, riding the Snow Beast towards the very confused and very terrified unies who tried - and failed - to hit her, as the Beast ripped through them like a can opener.
Ron began working on the type-1, modifying it. "Well, I'm not losing my new sister."
"What the hell are you doing?"
Ron fired his phaser at Veronica, almost knocking her off the Beast. "What the hell?!"
"Well, don't complain about me wanting to upgrade your RIG!"
"What are you-" She began to complain, before she noticed her HUD, as her RIG began to shift slightly, upgrading as the nanonprobes contained in the beam worked their magic. "Oh… nevermind! Thanks Nii-san!" She continued to Whoop as she chased the Uni's away.
"…I'm going to feel bad about killing that thing when we kill everything on this planet. Let's go."
Jacob Arthur Danik watched as the snow Beast and its'…rider… slaughtered his troops.
"Carr, what in the name of Altmann am I looking at?" Randal Carr blinked beside his leader as he looked at the monster killing their troops.
Whether that's referring to Veronica Pinkerton or the Snow Beast is up to you, readers.
"It… appears to be… a human riding… one of… them?" Randal said, looking very… perplexed. "How… did she do that?"
"Better yet, my good friend, WHO is she?" Because he heard whoops about the Sovereign Colonies.
Which ceased to exist 200 years ago. These holy creatures should have killed her centuries ago, unless…
The stasis effect. The necromorphs couldn't sense anything protected by stasis.
"Kill her! Kill her and that… thing!"
"WEEEEEEE!" Veronica cheered as the Snow Beast leaped between a set of hills, crashing atop more Uni troops.
For once, she had the fucking necromorphs on her side!
"Veronica, sis, mind leaving it to the Snow Beast while we deal with the plot of this godforsaken game?"
"…Game?"
"Dead Space 3. I'll send you a vid-walkthrough of the game to watch while you make your way back to the facility. Now, we have to deal with the Nexus."
"I went INSIDE that thing when they tested it the first time!"
"…Ready for round two, followed by killing it?"
"…isn't it already- gah fuck it." She muttered as she hopped off the beast, patting its side. "Keep going Beasty! Do what ya do best!"
The necromorph roared before running off.
"…It'll be fine, right?"
"I enhanced its' regenerative systems. It'll be fine as much as it was before I hijacked control of the damn thing."
Veronica pouted before walking off, taking a round from a sniper rifle powerful enough to normally take off her head.
Instead, it bounced off. "The fuck?"
"Personal shield generator. You're almost as tough as I am now! …Except mine are cruiser-class and yours are basic. I'll work on it later."
"…awesome." She said gleefully. "What else can I-"
CLING
"STOP SHOOTING AT ME!" She shouted, firing her motorized pulse rifle at the direction of the sniper.
A scream was heard followed by more screaming..
She knew that kind: bastard was getting turned into a necromorph.
Fuck him.
Back at the actual plot, Ron, Isaac, and Carver were almost to the experimental warehouse. "You can FLY?"
"Anti-grav RATO boots. I'd be wearing them NOW if the RIG weren't a bitch."
"…be honest with us, is there anything you can't do?!" Isaac demanded.
"Plenty of things. I can't reorganize matter at will, I can't survive unassisted in a sun… I'm just smarter, faster, stronger—"
Carver huffed in amusement. "Sounds like a tagline from an old vid series."
"…Actually, it does. Look, it fucking sucks, Isaac. You want to know WHY I'm so fucked up?"
"I don't particularly care as long as you don't fuck us up," Isaac stated. "You kill those fucking things, that's all I care about right now."
The hatch to the warehouse opened, showing a helmetless Veronica, smiling. "He modified my RCS thrusters! I can jump 50 feet in the air and almost glide everywhere!"
Isaac paused, then turned to Ron. "…I REALLY want you to upgrade our suits. SCAF shit-no offense-"
"Meh, it's 200 years old. Don't care."
"Is nothing compared to the shit Danik's throwing at us! If you want this mission to succeed, sir, you need to upgrade our RIGs."
Ron thought about it before shooting Carver and Isaac with his cricket.
"Ow!"
"What the fuck?!"
"Its an upgrade," Ron stated, "Give it a moment."
Isaac deployed his helmet, looking at the HUD before it began to change.
Becoming more streamlined, user-friendly, faster. And a bar appeared.
"The hell? What's a 'personal shield generator'?"
"How I survived before I got the RIG. It's built into my body thanks to an asshole with a grenade. And it's self-upgrading."
Both men looked at Ron in mild horror before Veronica grinned. "A wellspring of upgrades."
"Blame the Borg. They stuck their shit in me."
"…you know what? Fuck it, I just want this to be over with…" Isaac muttered as they proceeded to the location of the Nexus.
A click was heard as they came upon the necromorph. "Ah, Isaac! There you are! And… Captain Pinkerton."
"Hoi-oh, Santos. Is Norton up there? I want to shoot him. Repeatedly. With a positron cannon!"
Norton shouted, peeking over the railing. "Yeah, well, fuck you, too, fuckface!"
"Marker-lover!"
"…EXCUSE ME?!"
"Well, you DID bring the Unis here! Remember our bet?"
"I DID NOT BRING THE UNI'S HERE!" Norton shouted. "Its fucking coincidence! It could've been anyone else from the fucking crew!"
Ron activated the two player characters and his sister's private RIGlinks. "He did it."
"I don't want to know." Isaac switched to public comms. "So, what the hell are we supposed to do here?"
Veronica looked at the Nexus. "We heat the fucker up and shoot it with the harpoon guns to pry it open. THEN some dumb bastard - last time, it was me - goes inside, shoots a probe into the nerve clusters and fights for their life against the necromorphs this thing spawns."
Ron laughed disturbingly. "Sounds like fun."
"Yeah, well, the fun wore off after the first five waves." Veronica informed shrugging. "Then it got boring."
Carver groaned. "Those two… they're more fucked up than you, Isaac," he muttered.
"Why do you think I like 'em so much?" The Marker-killer asked with a small smirk.
"…you're insane. I'M SURROUNDED BY CRAZIES!"
"And you're one of them." Carver looked at Ron. "Marker signal."
Carver's eye twitched.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
After a scream that literally woke the dead, Carver ran out, encountered a torn open warehouse, got Ron and Veronica to get the parts for the probe gun while Isaac got the roof furnaces back online.
But this isn't about that.
Right now was time for the fun of entering the Nexus. Veronica had given them all the right guns for the job.
All four of them had chainguns with underslung shotguns in their hands as they entered the lift.
"Hey, Marker-lover! Mind lowering us into the belly of the beast?"
"FUCK. YOU." Norton snapped, even as he hit the switch that lowered them down into the creature's stomach.
"You're enjoying that."
"You're damned right, little sister. Because I know nothing he's got can kill me. So, either I make him snap or he brings in the necromorphs. Either way, he's going to die."
"Sure he's not being affected by the signal?"
Ron scoffed. "He's spent as much time around Markers as YOU have, Isaac. He's being affected by the signal, but that does not excuse his suicidal bullshit. So, mercy kill the fucker."
"We'll get to it when it happens," Veronica said, priming her cutter. "Let's just get the data so we can leave, and get this done with."
The cage entered the belly of the beast (literally) and both Pinkertons had evil grins that their helmets could not hide.
Carver quietly wept while Isaac took it in stride.
Isaac knew he was already nuts and had it as under control as Ron did.
Why bother?
Carver, as the voice of sanity, decided to ask the question of the day.
"Anyone else find it fucked up that we're walking around inside one of these things?"
"Carver, I did this 200 years ago: fucked up means nothing to me anymore."
"And never meant anything to me."
"Nerve Point." Veronica said, pulling up the weapon. "Once I shoot this thing, get ready."
Ron's cackle unnerved Carver, but Veronica took that as a sign of 'shoot the damn thing'. So she did. Shrieking was heard as Feeders popped out of pores in the fleshy ground.
"Ooooh. TARGETS!" The Feeders promptly fled.
"GET BACK HERE!" Ron shouted as he chased after the beasts… and oddly enough Benny Hill music began to play as he went deeper into the beast.
"Is—"
"Don't question it, Carver. I stopped trying to make sense of this shit back on the Ishimura."
Carver looked at Isaac as he shot at the necromorphs. "Isaac, that was six years ago!"
"I know. And I gave up the second the necromorphs showed up."
Carver bemoaned his situation as the Feeders screamed in terror. He was surrounded by insanity. And the worst part?
He was beginning to enjoy the crazy.
"One of-"
"DON'T YOU START!"
It took them a few minutes (and Ron scaring every Feeder that tried to attack them) but they were able to acquire all the data they needed from the Nexus and sent the data to Ellie, now they returned to the lift to make it back up top.
"This is when Norton goes Uni on us, just so you know." Ron whispered to Veronica.
"A chance to leave us behind, stuck in a lift? I figured…" she muttered. "But I'm sure a metal door can't stop my nii-san."
"Steel, I can break with ease. My muscles are strong enough to tear apart titanium 15 millimeters thick and my bones are harder than diamond."
"How hard?"
"21.4."
Veronica looked at Ron in surprise. "Your bones are reinforced with tritanium?! Fuck me!"
"We're siblings and I'm not into incest, thank you. I already have two girlfriends."
"…two?" She asked incredulously.
"Wasn't planning on it, it's just… something that happened."
The cage stopped rising before it was reeled in. "Norton, open the cage!"
Norton shook his head. "No."
"What?"
"You wanna die here?! NOW'S your chance! I'm taking command of this mission again!"
Ron reached into the collapsible door, gripping it tight before pushing, bending the steel and popping rivets. Norton's eyes widened as he ran off.
"He dies. He dies now."
"…can't say that surprises me anymore." Carver muttered, before the group quickly left the cage, and proceeded to chase after Norton to the outside of the facility.
They reached an airlock, when it opened, Isaac and Carver were forced to their knees by Circle troops. Norton was on his knees as well, a gun to the back of his head. Ron and his sister followed suit, but Ron only did it to play along.
"You wouldn't believe the trouble you've saved me," Spoke the religious nutcase himself, grabbing Norton by the head. "Nice work," he said, before looking at them. "Well, here he is: the Marker Killer. Isaac Clarke. And here we are! The Marker Homeworld. You know I must admit I almost didn't think such a place existed. But thanks to your friend, Norton - I've finally found it."
"Well, Pinkerton was right," Carver muttered. "Traitor."
"No, no… all he wants is Isaac," Norton stated. "Carver, the rest of us can go home!"
"Norton, you're an idiot. Unitologists are zealots obsessed with death. They won't let anyone go."
Danik smiled grimly. "Well, our mysterious friend is right, sadly."
Norton sputtered. "What?! Danik, we had a deal!"
"My apologies for deceiving you, Captain."
"And thanks for admitting it, traitor." Ron replayed a vid.
Of the entire conversation.
"Oh, fuck."
"It's not going to do you much good, mister…"
"Pinkerton. And I'm bulletproof."
"We'll see." Danik said, pulling a Plasma Cutter, and proceeded to shoot him in the head…
…which did nothing. "What?!"
"Told you."
Danik shot Isaac, but the new PSG kicked in. "Holy shit, those work?!"
"I made them. Dumb question, boys…" He stood up as the unis backed away in fear. "Did we leave the heat on?"
"The… heat-" Suddenly the ground violently shook. "Oooooohhhhhhh…"
"So, sis…"
"Yes?"
"Wanna kill it?"
"FUCK YES!"
Danik fled, screaming in terror.
Not of the Nexus: of bulletproof Ron and Isaac.
"Alright, Moon-killer, let's murder this fucker!"
The Nexus crashed to the ground, beginning to suck up any Uni troops who hadn't made it to their ships - and also began to suck Isaac's group, who tried to latch on… save for Ron who practically ran with it. "EAT ME, MOTHERFUCKER!" He screamed, laughing like a lunatic as he practically leaped inside its mouth.
"RON!"
The Nexus froze before looking downwards.
And roaring in pain.
"He didn't." Carver said.
"He's STILL ALIVE?!"
The Nexus' chest began to push outwards at times, making the four gape in horror and wonder.
Ron was killing it from the inside. And it was about to get…
Messy.
The creature recoiled backwards, as its chest began to look like it was being pushed outward from the inside, wincing in pain, until…
SPRUKSH
A fountain of Necromorphic blood and gore spilled out from its chest, as Ronald Pinkerton leaped out of the creature like a certain horror movie alien.
"…we recorded that, right?"
"Damn straight I did!" Veronica laughed.
Norton smacked Isaac upside the head, knocking him down. "YOU made us come down here! YOU encouraged her! And between Danik's men and whatever the FUCK that was, WHAT CHANCE HAVE WE GOT?!"
"You betrayed us!"
"No, I tried to save us!"
"Captain Robert Norton." Norton looked at Ron, who had something in his hand.
It was a swarmer. Which was trying to get away from him.
"What the fuck are you—"
"Under the EarthGov military code, Chapter 116 article 8, you have been found guilty of treason. Under that code, there is only one sentence." Ron stalked towards him, Norton trying to get away, but Ron could see him through the driving snow.
"You are going to die."
"W-Whoa! Y-you aren't EarthGov!" Norton shouted. "You don't have-"
"Norton… just shut the fuck up," Carver cursed. "Ron?"
"Yes?"
"Sic e'm."
Ron jumped Norton, shoving the swarming thing into his mouth before kicking him towards a pair of dead Fodder.
"And let the sentencing commence."
Norton struggled, but in the end, his thrashing stopped as his RIG flatlined. A moment later, he twitched before grabbing a pair of climbing axes, pulling a Nosferatu and roaring at them, yellow foam pouring from his mouth and eyes.
"And just as sickening as every other time I've seen that happen."
"Meh." Ron pulled out his compression rifle before firing a single bolt into the undead Norton, vaporizing him.
"…well, good news Clarke," Veronica said, "Ellie's single again!"
"…please tell me you're joking."
"But it's true!"
"We'll party later. Let's go. We have a codex to make." Veronica grinned before looking at Ron's gun. "Where can I get one of those?"
Sonja soldered two wires together, getting the console on the bridge of the Laehval working again. "Finally."
"Sure you should be on this thing, Sonja?" She looked out from the console, seeing as much of Jade as she could, what with the pregnant belly.
"Thalaron radiation killed everything on this ship. It's as safe as the Ra Cailum now."
"I know but… I'm still just worried," Jade sighed, "I know I shouldn't because I know you and Nena, but… I just can't help myself… "
"Well…" She rolled herself out, laying on an antigrav sled before reaching for Jade's hand, getting on her feet.
"We need to talk," Jade spoke up.
"Is this about you wanting to be with Ron?"
"…get out of my head."
"Well, it's all you think about now."
The former CB engineer sighed "Look, I… I really, really like Ron, but… I'd be a jackass to just ignore you and Nena, I… I love you two so much, and Ron too, I just…" she took a calming breath. "If… if either of you have… misgivings about this whole thing, just… just tell me now, and I'll just… call it off or whatever…"
"It's ok."
Jade looked at her pregnant girlfriend. "What?"
"Jade, I was attracted to Ron. …Ok, still am. It started the day we met, with him spouting crazy things and getting things done fast."
Jade stared in shock. "…then why aren't YOU his girlfriend?!"
"He wasn't interested in me, Jade: back then, he was focused on the job and nothing else. It took Cassie popping into his life and basically forcing him to bed to make her his girlfriend. After that, I figured I'd wish them well and move on."
"…and now?" Jade asked.
Sonja paused for a moment, before she chuckled slightly. "Now… Ron has two girlfriends," she said. "It's safe to say this little… odyssey has opened him up to some… polygamy, so… maybe it's not as hopeless as I thought."
"And Nena?"
"She's like you - you do the math."
Jade thought about it for a second. "…Are you telling me that she's attracted to him?!"
"Attracted? No. In love? VERY. We all are."
The 63ed MS pilot laughed silently before picturing them with Annette and Cassie as Ron's… harem.
She would be part of a five-girl harem. IF she could convince Ron.
"…can we… hail the Damascus? I'm on a roll: might as well talk to his mom… and our future mother-in-law… while I've still got the nerve."
"Right," Sonja replied. "Let's go take care of that."
The pregnant woman went to the communications console. "Opening channel to the Damascus. Have fun."
The most intimidating woman in the fleet sat at her desk in her ready room, sipping her overly sugared tea before getting a call from the Laehval.
She pressed it before leaning back. "Sela, I'm not in the mood for your shit. You can shove it."
"Trying to be funny, Captain?" Sonja's voice asked over the comms.
"I actually thought Sela had taken her ship back somehow. Something you want, Commander? I have a busy day ahead of me."
"Captain, other than worrying about your son, you've got nothing to worry about. Speaking of worry…"
Another link opened to the Firestorm. Ayame grinned as Takeshi appeared on the screen. "Oh, hello, Takeshi."
Takeshi sighed. "Sonja, any reason you wanted to bring me into a group call with she-who-must-not-be-named?"
"Oh, for amusing reasons."
"Oh, for fuck's sake."
"Just so you know, Takeshi, your comms are jammed open: I'm the only one that can turn them off."
Takeshi glared at Sonja's image on the screen. "I will find a way to pay you back, Sonja," he growled. "It won't be right away, and obviously it won't be fatal, but people will be talking about it for centuries to come…"
"Only if Ron lets you. Speaking of which… Jade?"
Ayame's eyebrow rose. There was a pilot on the Ra Cailum named Jaden Takeo. And when she saw the black-haired woman, she had to laugh.
"Oh, you must've been SERIOUSLY gay for my son to get a gender reassignment!"
"He's been going NUTS over it the past few days," Takeshi remarked. "So, what happened, Jade? Finally made up your mind?"
"More like had it made for me when I got bitten by a necromorph Chryssalid," Jade snapped back.
"What."
Ayame laughed. "Oh, how hilarious!"
"I don't find it funny."
"I do. Because you want MY permission to date my son!"
Jade blushed. Right on the nail.
"I figure your two girlfriends would be joining in," Takeshi remarked with a chuckle. "I remembered seeing some of the signs with Sonja, and Nena… well, like you, she seems to be attracted to crazy."
The blush deepened.
"I never thought I'd see the day where my son would get himself a harem. That's rather rare, even in this day and age: everyone wants to just get their soul mate and be done with it. But I tried to urge my husband to take another woman before he died: every day. Guess I know why now."
"Oh?" Takeshi asked.
"Takeshi, my dear, I'm one-half Nietzschean. I was running on instinct to secure more people my husband to bed to sire his progeny. But he didn't want to. Hell, until you married Luna, Takeshi, YOU were on my list of replacements."
Takeshi visibly blanched. She-who-must-not-be-named had considered courting HIM?!
"Relax, Takeshi. You're safe." She grinned. "Or are you?"
Takeshi's eyes widened before he actually screamed. Ayame's grin simply deepened.
Her son had mastered trollism.
But she taught him everything she knew. "So, Jade, you want my permission to court my son?"
"Umm… uhh… yeah…" Jade managed to stammer out.
"You don't need to seek out my permission. Horatio?"
The old tactical officer piped in through the PA. "Ma'am?"
"Get my son on the horn."
"Yes, Ma'am," came the reply.
A moment passed before a chirp was heard.
"Hey mom."
"Wait, MOM?"
Ayame and Takeshi blinked. "Was that a woman?"
"Yeah, Takeshi, meet Veronica Alicia Wilhelmina Pinkerton. My sister."
Takeshi blinked, before he groaned. "Of course," he said. "Your counterpart in this universe is female. IDIC strikes again."
"Why, hello, Veronica."
"And who's this? You sound familiar."
"Captain Ayame Virgillia Wilhelmina Pinkerton. Technically, I'm your mother. So, where in the grand scheme of family do YOU lay?"
"According to Onii-san, I'm eleven years younger than him, but two years older than Riza," she said. "Well, when we don't count my 200-year stasis nap, that is."
Takeshi was silent for a moment, before he muttered, "It's always something with you people…"
"Deal with it, Take. Veronica, Takeshi Yamato, our brother in law."
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this one."
"Oh, sweet christ, not another one." Takeshi groaned. "Oh, Ron, speaking of another one, it's about Jade—"
"If it's about Jaden, I don't care. Is he alive?"
"Well… yeah. But—"
"Then there's nothing more to say. I'm busy, mom. Reunion later." The comm chirped with Ron leaving the link.
Takeshi sighed. "On the one hand, I wish he wasn't this stubborn." He then grinned. "On the other, it's going to make Jade's 'reveal' just that much more hilarious, and I need all the pranking ammo I can get."
"You know that the pranking will only result in a kilij up your ass, right?"
"It will be worth it."
Jade paused. "...did he say there was a… Veronica Pinkerton now?"
"Yup."
"... WHY! WHY DID I GET GENDERBENT NOW?!" Jade screamed in frustration, grabbing her hair. "IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR!"
"Life sucks, Takeo. But until he gets back, consider yourself blessed. Now if you excuse me, I need to make a crib. I suspect that you'll be giving me grandbabies soon!"
Jade's face was turning so red, she could've been mistaken for a tomato, which only caused her to laugh as she shut off the comm.
Takeshi Yamato: And so our latest running gag continues.
Redemption's Avenger: And it all came down to a coin toss.
Ron the True Fan: It did, actually. This was coming as far back as the Halo arc. The choice was tails, he's driven nuts by his contradictions or heads, he turns into a girl after we think of an excuse. Three guesses how that ended.
RA: *cough cough* Necromorphs *cough cough*
117Jorn: Never underestimate the power of a coin toss.
Ron the True Fan: So, will Ayame get her grandbabies? Find out… in a later arc. Ron needs to find out first.
Ja Ne!
