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❝ hey!! simmons, man, can you tell sarge to stop yellin’ at me every time i walk past him?? it’s annoying. ❞ he’s exaggerating, but how else is he going to get his point across??
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❝ hey!! simmons, man, can you tell sarge to stop yellin’ at me every time i walk past him?? it’s annoying. ❞ he’s exaggerating, but how else is he going to get his point across??
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Well something pegged him in the back of the head. “Ow! Jesus what the fuck was that?” He turned to find Simmons grinning at him. “Dude! What the fuck?”
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Alright, he should have probably expected that Simmons wouldnt be happy to be woken up this early. Grif wasnt happy when Simmons woke him up before 3:00 pm.
He dodged the pillow and came over to shake Simmons’ shoulder. This was important. “Cant sleep. C’mon, dont be a cockhead and just give me an answer. Do you think that humans have free will or not?”
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He hadn’t expected to come back to them so soon. To the Red and Blue teams.
To Chorus.
Washington had spent quite some time trying to avoid it, that he’s kind of forgotten what the place had looked like. It was definitely quite the sight, now that he allowed himself to take in the intricate beauties that went untouched by war, but that wasn’t why he was there. There was someone who was pretty damned smart, that could help him out.
And so, with the skills he had acquired, he managed to pinpoint the exact location of where he had to go, and it didn’t take him long to get there. Now was a matter of finding the person he needed to talk to most, as he held an item carefully in his hands (what it was, was yet to be determined).
“Simmons?” Almost a wary call, Washington glanced around, trying to find the maroon armored man as he waited for some form of response.
[ ✉ → fucking nerd ♥] hey simmons ⁽ ˢᵉᶰᵗ: ⁰¹¹⁵ ⁾ [ ✉ → fucking nerd ♥] if people call tuna tuna fish then why don’t they say beef mammal or chicken bird or lettuce plant? ⁽ ˢᵉᶰᵗ: ⁰¹¹⁵ ⁾ [ ✉ → fucking nerd ♥] i said all of those aloud and they rolled off the tongue nicely so what the fuck ⁽ ᵈʳᵃᶠᵗᵉᵈ: ⁰¹¹⁷ ⁾ [ ✉ → fucking nerd ♥] why does english have to be so complicated we don’t have this bullshit in hawaiian ⁽ ᵈʳᵃᶠᵗᵉᵈ: ⁰¹¹⁸ ⁾
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“Hey! You’re not authorized to be in here! What are you doing to the main computer!” Vale wasn’t normally this vocal, but after having to take these Red and Blue soldiers under the UNSC’s wing on INFINITY, her patience had soon become in short supply.
Having the teal one constantly flirting with female officers and Spartans, the blue one setting fires while ‘helping, the orange one raiding the galley, the red one shooting at anyone in blue armor, and this one constantly fiddling with equipment did that to one’s patience, even a Spartan.