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@mercenary-fox
"Welcome back, Slip! It was getting kinda lonely without cha!"
"Fox! Boy it’s good to see you again! It’s been lonely without you as well."
"Well…you know, work stuff. Also a whole lot of traveling. Yeah, lets just say that I was very busy.But hey! What have you been up to while I was away?"
Hummed quietly. "Oh? Work stuff and traveling?" He muttered. "Oh, nothing really. Just keeping Falco working hard.. Like he should be."
"Welcome back, Slip! It was getting kinda lonely without cha!"
"Fox! Boy it’s good to see you again! It’s been lonely without you as well."
"Good thing that ya haven’t forgotten about your Captain! Things been alright? What did you even do while you were gone?"
"Well…you know, work stuff. Also a whole lot of traveling. Yeah, lets just say that I was very busy.But hey! What have you been up to while I was away?"
"Nothing really special happened, Falco's being an ass. Played games.. Stuff like that! It's nice to have ya back, Slip! Was wanting to have someone to play with again! It was getting quite boring just playing all by myself!"
"Welcome back, Slip! It was getting kinda lonely without cha!"
"Fox! Boy it’s good to see you again! It’s been lonely without you as well."
"Good thing that ya haven't forgotten about your Captain! Things been alright? What did you even do while you were gone?"
"Yo, Falco! How's it going?"
”Oh. My. God. What a happiness. Fox. Great. Look, I’m celebrating seeing you.”
”It was going great ‘till you came here. How ‘bout ya? I’m surprised you’re still alive.”
”We come from dinosaurs, you stupid fuck. Haven’t you attended school lessons or what? And my feathers are fucking blue in mah head. This is natural. Can we say the same ‘bout ya or your natural hair is gray now?”
Falco put a wing on Fox’s head pretending he was analyzing the roots of his hair.
”I see a lot of grey stuff here, he, McCloud? Double moral is horrible man.”
The pheasant let him go resuming the play.
”I don’t run away ‘cause I’m a five year old. I run away because I have my own reasons to take some vacations of the team. That’s all and there’s no problem.”
"Gh. I knew that, how can you call me like that? You know how rude it is to talk to your friend like that! And hmph! My fur is white, not gray, I'm not Wolf, thank you very much."
"I-It's white!" He crossed his arms, glared at Falco.
"Hmph, maybe not for you, but it's a pain in the ass for me. If it wasn't a problem I would have taken some damn vacation myself too."
"Damn job keeping me busy.. Anyone still around here?"
"Yo, Falco! How's it going?"
”Oh. My. God. What a happiness. Fox. Great. Look, I’m celebrating seeing you.”
”It was going great ‘till you came here. How ‘bout ya? I’m surprised you’re still alive.”
”Pheasants don’t come from pigeons! Go read some books, you will learn useful stuff, poodle!”
”That text says ”go fuck yourself, Fox” in big letters. See? Even this game thinks the same as me. I thought I wouldn’t have to take care of five years old kids in this ship, but look at this! I can’t believe you are the boss. It’s incredible we are still alive.”
Hmphed. "Well, they come from some primal birds, you eat like a pigeon, might have just dyed your feathers or something!" He snorted.
"Oh my, I think someone needs a new pair of contact lenses.. And hey! I know how to handle a team, at least I'm not acting like a five year old and run away whenever I'm not needed!"
"Yo, Falco! How's it going?"
”Oh. My. God. What a happiness. Fox. Great. Look, I’m celebrating seeing you.”
”It was going great ‘till you came here. How ‘bout ya? I’m surprised you’re still alive.”
”Where do you think foxes come from? The sky? Spontaneous generation? Now that I look at ya you look like a newborn aardvark.” I bet you are related to ‘em too.”
”I have a really great sight, thank you so much. You want me to put the screen in your face, Foxie? You have a really great interest in moving closer to the TV. I told ya you should sit on the ground”, Falco said, now pushing Fox to it.
"W-Well where do you think Pheasant come from? Pigeons of course! So you shut your mouth, Lombardi!"
"H-Hey! Stop it, stop! Don't push me! How old are you, nine!?" He pushed Falco back, pointing at the screen. "Fine, read what that text says! Then I'll believe you."
"Yo, Falco! How's it going?"
”Oh. My. God. What a happiness. Fox. Great. Look, I’m celebrating seeing you.”
”It was going great ‘till you came here. How ‘bout ya? I’m surprised you’re still alive.”
The bird returned two light kicks quickly as a vengance. ”You look like Bill from the distance with the sun in front of ya, yeah. Shut up for a while, will ya? You cry baby… Don’t you have your ears in the same position, fur and that? Then you come from the same family. I come from a family of dinosaurs, you come from a family of dogs… It’s all the same.”
He looked back at the TV after loosing a couple of jumpscares from his chat. He’s not going to reply to the contact lenses suggestion since he uses reading glasses. Does Fox know? He stares nervously at a loose point in the distance.
”No. It’s just a joke right? It must be a joke, yeah. Just a joke.”
”…Eh, mmm… Moron.”
".. But I didn't cry or anything, something matter Falco? Getting scared?" He smirked slightly. "Oh? Dinosaurs you say, do you think you're related to Leon in some way? I can see the resemblance." He shrugged slightly.
Hmmhed. "Come to think of it.. You're awfully far from the TV. Shouldn't you move closer? No wonder why you can't see when you're like a mile away from the screen." He pushed Falco slightly closer. "Come on, the graphics ain't that bad, it's a PS2 game after all!"
Can't allow you to do that StarFox and Fox you are my personal demon
Can't let you do that star fox.
"Ya can’t tell me what I cannot eat!"
"Sorry I kind of mixed up my words there. But yes I can’t let you eat that. You know why?"
Wolf was sorry..? This is weird. "Well? Do tell. I'm rather curious why'd you say something like that and then say sorry."
Can't let you do that star fox.
"Ya can’t tell me what I cannot eat!"
Yea, that’s terrible. Let’s just pretend this never happened
"Aand.. Why exactly? Or did you mean something else that I can't do?"
The enhanced cat whistled a tune he heard in a video game as he casually wandered about through the metallic hall, wondering of his whereabouts. He may be an idiot who'd be dumb enough to be whistling in a place that might be restricted, but that's just the front.
Fox yawned as he was finishing his game, soon about to go to bed. His ears perked as he looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was there. “Hmm, could have sworn I heard something.”
"Okay, okay, I will spill the beans for you. Sorry for disrupting your works by the way."Proto protested, he clearly doesn’t want the vulpine to throw him out just yet. For some reason, he could detect the latter’s “work” as a petty lie, but he decided to go with it anyway.
"I use this." The calico cat showed him a device that bore some resemblances to a pocket knife or a box cutter knife, with unlit alien runes on it. “It lands me anywhere it wishes whenever I am not thinking of some place to go to when I use it.”
He lifted a brow and nodded lightly. "Fine, I'm listening." He muttered and sighed, why him? He was having a day off and someone always ruins it.. Damn it.. He shook his head.
"That.. Takes you anywhere you want? How'd ya get your hands on that, boy? That sounds like some weird.. Prototype version of something. Ya didn't steal it, did you? If you did, I'm going to take you to the authority. And why the heck did you want to land here!? On the Great Fox?"
ravenworks requested a starfox swimsuit competition!
Peppy didn’t sign up because he’s too busy trying to, you know, actually fight in the war
GET OUT master race.
"Yo, Falco! How's it going?"
”Oh. My. God. What a happiness. Fox. Great. Look, I’m celebrating seeing you.”
”It was going great ‘till you came here. How ‘bout ya? I’m surprised you’re still alive.”
”Are you blind or what? I’m much taller than a pigeon, you stupid!” says the pheasant as he tries to pretend he was not scared at all. Maybe it was the simple surprise of suddenly finding that shadow or that he was actually scared during the entire gameplay; the bird coughed trying to put himself together again.
”This game has horrible graphics, that’s why I thought it was a tree… It looks like a tree! Look at it! Look at it, really!”
”That’s the biggest lie I told today, for the love of everything…”
Hmphed and leaned back, giving Falco a light kick with his foot, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "Hey, you called me a dog. Which I clearly am not! My snout isn't that broad as most of dogs'. I don't look like Bill, do I?"
He hmphed. "Yeah, yeah, I can't toootally tell that that thing is a door." He pointed at the game character itself. "Ya might want to consider getting contact lenses~."
Can't let you do that star fox.
"Ya can't tell me what I cannot eat!"
Wanna play Five Nights at Freddy's?
"N-No thank you!"
The enhanced cat whistled a tune he heard in a video game as he casually wandered about through the metallic hall, wondering of his whereabouts. He may be an idiot who'd be dumb enough to be whistling in a place that might be restricted, but that's just the front.
Fox yawned as he was finishing his game, soon about to go to bed. His ears perked as he looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was there. “Hmm, could have sworn I heard something.”
"I’m fine…just a little pain that would go away."The feline answered in the process of getting himself back up, picking up the dropped backpack and informally slinging it over one shoulder as he faced the red fox in pajama.
"Look, it’s a long story, but I’m not here to take over the place. I’m honest." He continued, rubbing the back of his neck.
He crossed his arms and grumbled. How'd he even get here!? He shook his head and sighed, just glaring at the feline.
"Then what the heck are you doing here? Answer me this instant.. Or I'll haul your ass out of here, got it?" He muttered and gave the feline a death glare, he didn't want to be bothered when he played! But that's something he didn't intend to tell to the other.
"You.. Uh, you bothered my work! I was just doing some work before bed.."
