May 5, 2013
"Hey old man. How've you been?"
"Well if it ins't the kid to streaked on my ship. I've been decent, how you been kid? Staying out of trouble?"
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"Hey old man. How've you been?"
"Well if it ins't the kid to streaked on my ship. I've been decent, how you been kid? Staying out of trouble?"
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"Save a seat and a shot for me, alright? I'll be fine."
"Hey old ma--- I mean, Commander Bumi. I would like to have a moment of your time." He cleared his throat, giving the older man a hesitant smile.
Bumi cocked an eye brow at the younger man. "What'ya need kid? I'm on my way out."
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"You are of course a general."
"Out side of work, you are merely the cocky little pissant whose engaged to my daughter. AND SO HELP ME IF YOU BREAK HER HEART I WILL KILL YOU. I WILL BEAT YOU WITH IN AN INCH OF YOUR LIFE, MAKE YOU FEEL UNIMAGINABLE PAIN, BREAK THAT PRETTY LITTLE NECK OF YOURS AND HANG IT ON MY MANTLE OR USE YOUR SKULL AS A ASH TRAY. I'VE KILLED MEN FOR MUCH LESS."
*Ahem*
"But of course, you still are a general, a coworker."
"How many women? Uhh, just two; Nyla likes to watch me ... with another woman."
"I really don't feel like getting blood on this uniform, boy."
Iroh was taken aback for a moment at the sight of Bumi's face; if looks could kill, he'd be over the side of the UFS Avatar Roku in half an hour. Iroh hardened his face again, matching the older officer's glare. "I called you my future father in law, because I asked your daughter to marry me, and she said yes." Despite his attempt at a glare, the general couldn't help but smile at the woman who, unbeknownst to Bumi, carried his child inside of her. "She said yes."
Bumi kept his stern glare, staring right at Iroh. Now was not a time to be playing games, and joking around about that kind of think. Namely when the person who seemed to be punked was half hung over. "Hilarious Iroh. Now if you don't mind." Bumi stood up, his head hurt, but not too horribly.
He looked back at Iroh. his expression slightly changed. He was smiling? Bumi cocked an eyebrow once more, looking down on the shorter man. "You're serious." It was more of a statement that it was a question.
Iroh took a big swig of the flask, groaning as he released it from his lips, hanging his head "I've been dumped."
"Oh."
Bumi looked at the younger man sympathetically, before patting him and the back. "It's alright kid, who was the broad?"
"I need some fire whiskey."
Bumi cocked a brow, looking at the younger man. It wasn't often that he asked for something so strong. Fire whiskey wasn't a womans drinks, that was damn sure. he handed over his flask.
"Whats wrong kid? Got a problem?"