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Post by Janxi on Feb 28, 2012 17:38:07 GMT -5
Janxi continued the song, stepping right in at the end of Tori's part.
"Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue.'"
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Post by dakota on Feb 29, 2012 7:25:29 GMT -5
[Sam]
"Sorry Captain, I don't have any excuse." Shep replied, not bothinering to hide the bit of shame he felt. " If I had known that piece of crap Gordon was onbase, I wouldn't have left the barracks and wouldn't have been goaded into starting that fight."
Tim stayed quiet, glancing at Sam out of curiousity how she was going to handle things.
[Cats]
"Of course I know what boobs are, " scoffed the the PFC as he followed them to the door, " but they're hard to tell with armor on for the most part. And that Tiger is the whole base's problem. The way those two were tore up just confirmed who was behind our patrols getting hit. There's been seven more dragged back in pieces from the same kind of attacks. My squad lost one guy about a month ago on a three day Lurp. Yates wandered off because he had to go, and we found him torn to shreds after a half an hour. We didn't know what had hit him like that."
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Post by Tori on Feb 29, 2012 9:41:31 GMT -5
Tori decided to finish the song.
"I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that damn name!"
Tori was in near hysterics. And she looked at the PFC once more. "We got tha best bait for a tiger. A panthera two seconds from goin into heat. Now she ain't no slouch, and her mate's right tough. Her buddy ain't real big, but knows her way 'round a fight."
Her eyes sparkled when she referred to Takota as Janxi's mate. The deed was yet undone, but she saw the writing on the wall. What was more was she approved. The two seemed very affectionate and seemed right together.
"Some tiger's dumb enough to attack our lil pride? He'll suffer. Oh yeah an' we got a coupla humans, too. A commando and a ranger. I reckon we're good.
"Glad ya know what boobs are, son. Otherwise I'd haveta draw ya a diagram!"
Tori followed the group back to the squadbay. "Not to alarm PFC Pre-Puberty back there, but us three should all stick closer than ever. Tacky, you're competition, and Janx, you'd be a helluva trophy wife. Shep would make for easy chow, sadly, and Sam? She's always got a target on her back. Humans ain't the best under the best of circumstances. A hungry tiger on the loose is juss gonna be trouble."
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Post by Janxi on Feb 29, 2012 21:01:10 GMT -5
"Bait? Why don't you be tha bait, Tori? We could put you at the end of one of yer fishin' lines!" She giggled and followed her small partner out.
"And who said we was mates? I mean I like Tacky. He's big 'n strong and right handsome, and the only non-psychotic big cat in this here swamp, but mates?" She grinned and nuzzled the big silver male.
"T's right. We best stick together fer now. Bait or not, I figure ol' Tony'll come lookin' fer me sooner than later, and'll gladly try to get threw yew, Tacky to do it. Better be ready when he does. And yeah, Tak, I got yer back, too."
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Post by Mierin on Mar 2, 2012 9:53:03 GMT -5
[Sam] "Sorry Captain, I don't have any excuse." Shep replied, not bothinering to hide the bit of shame he felt. " If I had known that piece of crap Gordon was onbase, I wouldn't have left the barracks and wouldn't have been goaded into starting that fight." Tim stayed quiet, glancing at Sam out of curiousity how she was going to handle things. Conscious of the fact that her brother was evaluating how she was going to handle things, Sam turns to her bother and says, "Excuse us, please." Once they have a little bit of privacy, Sam nods at Shep and says, "Had I known sooner that he was here, I'd have warned you. Just try to avoid him from now on." |
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Post by Takota on Mar 3, 2012 23:42:30 GMT -5
"Wait. What? Mates? When did this happen?" Takota asks in mock confusion as he goes along with what has been said. "I think I missed something someplace. Isn't there supposed to be some kind of preliminary steps before this happens?"
Then to Janxi, "Just because I'm a bit laid-back does not mean I'm not psychotic. I might just be psychotic in ways you have not seen yet." he comments with a somewhat crooked grin then runs the claws of one hand-paw along the jag-lions neck after the nuzzling.
"As for Stripes out there ... well I guess we'll just have cross that bridge when and if we come to it."
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Post by dakota on Mar 4, 2012 6:57:45 GMT -5
The PFC shook his head at the shagcats, and returned inside the base store. There were few troops around, but those that were gave both the booze and cats an odd look, but none stopped.
Shep looked at Sam and nodded," I will, and thanks for not ripping me a new one. It won't happen again." He rubbed his eye, finding the swellin from the shiner. " Is it okay if I head back to the barracks? I need an icepack or something."
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Post by Janxi on Mar 4, 2012 11:46:16 GMT -5
"T-Bone's juss talkin' shit, cuz we'll get to the preliminaries later." She ignored stares from human troopers. They no doubt had their memorial customs, but shagcats did it their way. Alcohol was required.
"Better not be callin' this tiger Stripes. Dat's one-a Tori's radio callsigns. Less call 'em Tony fer tha time bein. It'll avoid confusion." Janxi purred as the rubbing resumed.
"Keep that up and you'll be gettin' the preliminaries outta tha way early. And psychotic? We're military cats. I reckon we're all a lil crazy."
Janxi threw open the door of the squad-bay, not quite breaking it, but forgetting her own strength to a degree. She grabbed 10 of the notorious red Solo Cups and put two in front of five places around the table.
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Post by Mierin on Mar 5, 2012 11:48:07 GMT -5
Sam nods, "Sure. No problem." Once Shep is gone, Sam rejoins her brother and says, "Hungry? I could use something to eat right now."
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Post by Takota on Mar 5, 2012 20:32:15 GMT -5
Takota's knowledge of pre-Rifts things is quite limited so he is a little confused why Janxi would choose the name Tony for the rogue tiger. Figuring that she has her reasons though he just goes along with it.
"I think we all gotta be more than a bit crazy to put our lives on the line for a bunch of people who are likely to never appreciate what we are doing for them." he says in a good natured way while stowing all the equipment he was carrying.
After making sure his equipment and bunk tidy and neat he sits down messing up the just straightened out covers. "Do you think we'll get pulled off the rat-hunt to go tiger hunting?"
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Post by Tori on Mar 5, 2012 23:27:33 GMT -5
"Mmm, naw, not so much. The humans think they can handle one cat. But they cain't. He'll put a hurtin on them, an come fer us.
"We'll get put on rat detail again, and then our paths will cross. We'll meet him when tha time comes, and then we'll give him his choices."
Tori watched her partner lay out the glassware, then began grooming her paws and face.
"Got that part right, Tacky. We're tha ultimate weapons, but we're still the shock troops. Ain't nobody appreciating nothin'. That's how it is to be a shagcat."
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Post by dakota on Mar 6, 2012 7:52:57 GMT -5
[Sam]
Shep left Sam and Tim with a half hearted salute and headed towards the barracks. Timm shook his head who would have thought you would tame that old goat down like that? Sure, I could go for a bite."
As they entered the mess hall, Tim said, " Look, Samantha, I really am sorry about not telling you about what happened , but I stand by my choices. I won't say I made the right ones by a long shot, but..., shit, we have company coming."
" Good, both of you." a corporal said with a salute, " Lt. Fraser, Colonel says the relocation site is approved and your squad is cleared to safeguard the move. The roughnecks left about a half hour ago to clear the site, so you should be ready to head out in a week. For now your squad goes on the patrol schedule until then."
Tim nodded, though Sam could see the satisfied grin threatening to appear.
"Captain Fraser, the colonel says your squad has a briefing at 0900. I only caught part of it, but something about super cannon and a tiger on the loose. anyways, sorry to interrupt your meal. I have to find Lt. Norrin now."
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The cats made their way back to the teamhouse without incident. A few minutes later Shep came in. He glanced at them and their booze with a smirk but said nothing. with an icepack in hand, he went to his bunk, poured a glass of warm scotch and used it to wash down a mittful of painkillers before crawlinging=to his bunk on his stomach to lay his swollen cheek on the icepack and pulled the blankets over his head, boots and all. " As you were, shags," he muttered and fell silent.
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Post by Tori on Mar 6, 2012 11:57:52 GMT -5
Tori watched Shep come in gazing back at him. He had his drink and zonked out. She didn't get up for him, and merely responded with an indifferent "Aye-aye, sir" when he gave orders. It had been a long mission, but she did plenty of sleeping on the way back. Instead, she poured a measure each of bourbon and scotch for herself, Janxi and Takota, then cracked three beers. One for each cat.
"This here's fer Fangface and Sneaker. Two of the best I was right sorry to leave in that goddamn swamp." She hoisted her bourbon and shot it down, then repeated with the scotch, followed by at least a quarter of a beer.
Tori was again a bit miffed Shep was on 'scrips without her supervision, but as long as they weren't too heavy duty, she would say little about it. At least this next hop, he wasn't going out with internal bleeding.
She opened a "party sized" pack of jerky and tossed it onto the table. "Anyone wanna lay odds if we're snoop and poop on Tony first, or if we're after the ack ack?"
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Post by Janxi on Mar 7, 2012 21:35:06 GMT -5
"Ooohhh-rah, Stripes. Oooh-rah." She used her service's battlecry to salute fallen soldiers before adding, "And a 'hooah!' to Sneaker and Fangs." She took the bourbon first, then the scotch, and chased it down with a beer.
"Ain't nobody but us gonna remember dem. If they gots people, they'll probably get told they died in some kinda trainin' accident." She poured another round from each beverage. Supernatural endurance ensured she could drink the saltiest human marine Command Sergeant Major under the table.
"All things considered, as much as I wanna rack up some more rats, we better go after Tony. Any feline these monkeyboys see is gonna git shot at. Ain't none of us orange and black, but yew saw that shit-bird at the PX. He didn't know a male from a female. Now with T, the differences ain't so obvious, but yew get tha point."
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Post by Takota on Mar 9, 2012 9:00:25 GMT -5
Once again Takota is faced with a familiar dilemma. With the alcohol poured out and on the table people expect him to drink the stuff. The smell alone makes his whiskers fold back but that is the only visible sign of the distaste he has for such drinks.
Having always been told how good the various liquors are by different people he has tried some but the experience was almost always the same ... The taste, to him, was terrible making him push the various drinks aside and let others have it.
Not wanting to be rude though Takota let's out a soft huff of breath then quickly downs each of the drinks in no particular order. The fur on his tail bristles and he immediately goes for some of the jerky after the drinks.
"I don't mind either way which job we get as long as they make up their minds soon. Killing rats ... Catch a tiger, just as long as we don't sit around for too long." Takota is already beginning to feel the desire to get out of the base and enjoy the freedom of the open wilderness again.
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