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Post by Janxi on Jan 26, 2011 12:09:47 GMT -5
"I ain't askin' you to dig up nothin' Socrates. Just wanted yew to check them helmets. I ain't never asked you to dig up nothin, neither. You'd be wise not to go puttin' words in my mouf or we're gonna have words.
"Shep, after Cpl. Socrates apprises yew of his findings, would ya share with the rest of the team? I'm gonna go get chow, NOW."
She stomped down the hill without another word, plotting Socrates demise in a million colorful ways. "I respect tha dead, not foxin' wake 'em!"
She entered the cooking area shaking with rage. She looked at Tori, then at Sam, then the map. To calm herself, she took a nip, but it did little to help. "That dog has done it this time," she hissed to her little partner, but tried to calm more to avoid scaring Brea. It worked, to a degree.
(For the record, and OOC, I don't see any of my posts where janxi asks socrates to dig, Just to object read the helmets. This has me taken aback, and Janxi is quite miffed to be called a body snatcher.)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 26, 2011 12:39:06 GMT -5
(OOC: Making spoken references to nasty aromas, coupled with examining helmets, plus accented English can make things confusing.)
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Post by Janxi on Jan 26, 2011 12:50:09 GMT -5
(Let's play it out. It's all good. The nasty aroma she referred to was the "odor" of psychic energy. Socrates has her beat on the ability to smell, but like him, she's trained to hate and destroy it. To her nose, Socrates object read does smell quite a bit like rotten cabbage. She said that's what his object read smells like, directly. Autumn's psychic surgery smells like ozone, with maybe some camphor included. Janxi's a redneck, through and through, and there have been many times, as an easterner living in the deep south, I have no idea what someone just said to me. Still, calling Janxi a body snatcher is akin to calling her a necromancer. She's been trying hard to be nice to Socrates, and it's not too late, but this will take some good RP on both of our parts.)
"Dog called me a body snatcher, Tori. Like I'm some kinda necra-mancer or a pervert or a can-bal! I'm gonna light him up, T, I'm gonna light his Snagglepuss face up..." She paced a little but the nip calmed her, plus she didn't want to frighten Brea. She sat, and sighed, looking around for Tori's fish.
"Y'all got chow comin' or what?"
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Post by Tori on Jan 26, 2011 23:47:15 GMT -5
"It's ok, Six. I got this one..."
Tori pulled Brea into a close embrace, purring most loudly. "That big cat is right ill with the dog. But you know well cats and dogs always fight. So Lil'Brea, I gotta job for you. to keep a big cat from fightin' you gotta skritch right behind her ear, and under her jaw. Ya got a real important job, Brea, Keep Janxi happy with a skritch!" Tori passed off the baby, after a demonstration how to scratch a cat under the chin and behind the ear.
Tori gave a demonstration, then passed off the girl cub on an angry Janxi. She knew a true shagcat, with cub in her arms would not harm another. She would protect the cub, even with a gripe.
Tori walked out and up the hill. Her hands were off her weapons. "Socrates? You and me gotta talk. Jan is about one insult away from swearin' a blood oath. That don't just mean you and her, it's me, and all the shagcat teams, and lotsa other felines. We're true to a word...
"But da bes and smartes' ting you kin do right now is appl-la-gize. You know Jan ain't no gravedigga. She jus wanted yew to read dem helmets... You know she ain't no body snatcha. "
Tori walked up the hill. "It was the ugliest accusation out your ugly mouf. Appa-la-gize, and yer're still wif us. Don't call my sista a grav robber."
She gave two swishes of her tail. "Socrates? Please think this out. Apologize to Janxi. We've done tried to help you. And this is it. Help us, or let's get tha ugly over wif."
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Post by Janxi on Jan 27, 2011 10:02:26 GMT -5
Janxi was in full grouse mode, but being handed a cub, she began quickly to purr. Tori was right. She would protect the child before she would attack a dog. It was only feline ethics at work. She knew Socrates would likely lecture Tori, but at least the little cat made an attempt at peace. She was sick of it all.
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Post by dakota on Jan 28, 2011 7:56:29 GMT -5
"Settle down Janxi." Shep warned, his mood darkened by the burial mound visit. " Save it for the enemy."
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Post by Tori on Jan 28, 2011 8:46:39 GMT -5
"No Shep," Tori said, growing assertive. It was out of character for her to be this insubordinate, but she was firmly in Janxi's corner. "Socrates done insulted my ace, and wifout no reason. He owes her an apology."
She steeled her gaze and fixed it on Socrates. "So what's it gonna be then?"
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Post by dakota on Jan 28, 2011 10:22:54 GMT -5
It was soon apparent that Shep's mood had fouled seriously. " Tori, I don't give a damn if he called your mama got turned into a shag carpet and took a lawn mower to it. I said stand down, that's an order." He turned to Sam and his tone softened, almost depressed," The three buried over there were some of Tim's squad last I can heard. I, uh, I'll be back." He didn't wait to be dismissed as he headed off on his own towards the river.
Brea shirked away as Shep had raised his voice, burying herself deep in Tori's arms.
" Your soldiers seem to have some issues." Dell pointed out, then smirked, " Must be a family trait, Captain Tim had his hands full before the petal turtle attacked. I can see the resemblance. We owe him much, so my people will help all we can."
As Autumn looked, she could see the creature running off towards the huts. She had seen creatures like it in Lone Star, but this was the smallest one she had ever seen.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 28, 2011 11:04:48 GMT -5
Socrates looked over at Tori than Janxi. "It was a misunderstanding of intent." He said to Tori. "Janxi heard an insult, when I was saying I would not be involved in a forensic examination of the bodies. Nothing to stay concerned over."
"Shep, may I speak with you privately over an unrelated matter?" He asked. His tone, while not demanding - He wasn't allowed to make demands of human superior officers anyways - hinted it was something personal Shep might prefer to handle quietly.
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Post by Tori on Jan 28, 2011 11:06:23 GMT -5
Tori took Brea in her arms. If the child hadn't taken shelter in her arms, she would not have called the incident anywhere near over, and might have gone through Shep to get to Socrates. But rules were rules, and with a cub in her arms, she was not able to disobey orders.
She shot Socrates a scowl. He wouldn't always have Shep to hide behind.
"Thad-be real funny, if I had a mama, Shep." She watched him run out. "Damn, he got the trots?"
She looked down at her small charge. Maternalism was hard to overcome. "Come on you. Les gitsum of that muckfish and see how ya like it."
She pulled her main knife and sliced up some lemons, before she got a share of hot fried fish and some hush puppies. She got Janxi and Sam a share too, and sat down to crunch into the fish, sharing a bite now and then with brea, and squeezing a lemon wedge on top. Her knife was cleaned on her shorts and returned to its sheath on her LBG.
She glanced up at Dell and shrugged. "I only got one issue I know of."
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Post by Tori on Jan 28, 2011 11:10:03 GMT -5
"I don't think, Socrates, that was much of an apology. Perceived or not, Janxi is right ill, and all it's gonna take from you is one simple 'I'm sorry.' Matter resolved." A cat would hold a grudge until the day it died. If Janxi swore an oath, the grudge would never die.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 28, 2011 11:25:58 GMT -5
Socrates turned to look back at Tori. "You want me to give an apology for an insult I never actually gave?"
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Post by Janxi on Jan 28, 2011 12:37:51 GMT -5
At Socrates' reply, Janxi's emerald orbs locked onto him. She couldn't believe he would flat out refuse to apologize. Even if not a true insult, it was a very ignorant statement he made, combined with yet another of his long winded lectures.
"No Tori. Don't ya go worrin' over it none. He ain't worth it." With that, she turned her gaze from Socrates and back to Tori and the cub. She tossed some fish into her mouth and chewed quietly.
"Sorry ya had to see me get cross, Dell. Yer hospitality is obliged."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 28, 2011 12:55:18 GMT -5
(OOC: A sentence or 2 is a long-winded lecture?)
With Janxi verbally accepting that it really wasn't anything worth fighting over, Socrates looked over at Sam. "I'll make sure Shep's watched." He said, plainly.
With that, he turned and quietly followed Shep, even if at a distance.
While Shep was at the river, Socrates sat downwind of him and kept watch, but let Shep keep his privacy.
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Post by Mierin on Jan 28, 2011 13:55:49 GMT -5
Sam simply sighs, looking as frustrated as Shep did a moment ago as she tells Soc, "Fine. You do that."
Sam smiles weakly at Dell, a small part of her feeling better at hearing that Tim sometimes had the same problems that she did. "I would appreciate any help you can give us." she says in a sincere tone of voice. Taking the fish that Tori hands her with a nod of thanks, Sam doesn't, however, eat it. Instead she says "Excuse me for a moment, please." She then heads toward the river where Shep went and hands him the fish. She then sits next to him and asks softly, "What's up?"
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