ITT: We Are Our Action Avatars

Samus: File change? What for?

Blues: -Inhales- I can't fucking believe I'm saying this.

I'm going non-com.

Samus: ...That's rather unusual for you. I've got no problem changing your file, but what made you decide to go non-com?

edited 20th Aug '14 10:19:16 AM by Raidouthe21st

Blues: Well, for one, I took a pickaxe in the gut. >.>

Samus: Well, that is a rather uncomfortable experience.

-Sa'had and Edward are still around?-

Blues: But well, it's kinda complicated, y'know?

-Holds up a cigarette- Mind?

Samus: Go ahead.

Blues: Cool, thanks.

-Lights up- Anyways....

Samus: Say what you feel comfortable with, girl, I won't tell anyone.

Blues: Nah, it's not deep heavy shit like in Seattle. Don't worry.

Just thinking. Is Mission Control open?

Samus: Ah, good, just making sure. And it's been open for a while, actually. You want a transfer there?

Blues: Sure.

Samus: Alright.

...

Annnnnnnd done. You're the eye in the sky now, Blues.

Blues: You got it, Sam.

Do I get one of those snazzy leather bridge jackets?

Samus: Considering we've probably gone out of the red for once, I might be able to spare a nickle on getting one for you.

Blues: Wait, we're in the black?

Samus: If we can sell or use the extra treasure we acquired from that Lich we encountered, then yeah. We're in the black.

Blues: Holy shit. We haven't run a profit in months.

Samus: I know. It's such an alien feeling, isn't it?

Blues: ...Can we get real meat now?

Samus: Most likely. But I thought you really liked the imitation tofu meat served in the cafeteria.

Blues: ...I use it as emergency Semtex.

....I'm not even kidding.

-As Samus says that, Haken is actually in the cafeteria, somehow managing to enjoy that imitation tofu meat-

Samus: ...Well, that explains why people are actually taking the stuff from the cafeteria.