So.. how are you and.. COLONEL HOFFMAN???
"Difficult to say really. Every time he sees me he’s got this hard and focused look like he’s trying to peek inside my mind. I kind of wish he wouldn’t do that. It can’t be good for his blood pressure."
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So.. how are you and.. COLONEL HOFFMAN???
"Difficult to say really. Every time he sees me he’s got this hard and focused look like he’s trying to peek inside my mind. I kind of wish he wouldn’t do that. It can’t be good for his blood pressure."
The Old Man and the Sea |closed|
Bernie scuffed her boot against the dirt with a frown. She wasn't a crop farmer but her brushcraft knowledge gave her some insight to the land; it was awful. Vectes was a gorgeous island and the Pelruans had years to work their soil, but the ground near the naval base needed some tender love and care. It wouldn't grow anything delicious for a while. Oh, it would still grow something--all soil did, no matter it's condition--but there was a difference between a shriveled crop and a juicy one. Not that it was any of her business. No one asked her about crops when it was a known fact she had been a beef farmer, but damn was it depressing. She'd share the knowledge with someone eventually.
Boots thudded in the grass behind her. She knew that gait; strong, trying to hide a slight limp from age and battle. She turned and offered Hoffman--no, Vic--a smile that quickly disappeared when she noticed his tense jaw. The man could try to hide whatever he was feeling at any time, but it was always the jaw that gave him away; it reminded her a little of Marcus.
"Everything okay?" she asked as he approached. Once upon a time, she would have reached out to him, but that was long past. She didn't dare try it now, especially not in public.
victorhoffman replied to your post: ((Prescott, I kinda hate that you come with...
((You could try to track down someone and search the barracks, or go through the mess to find coffee after your personal stash has run out.))
((But that's what Rivera and Lowe are for! Also, excuse me while I fangirl in a corner because you showed up on my dash.))
victorhoffman replied to your post: To the idiotmobile!
“Sounds like you found a protege, sir.”
victorhoffman replied to your post: Hoffman I think “playing nice” with me has thrown...
((And don’t I know it. I can’t believe I tried talking to one of those things.))
"Don't shoot me but I think I've reached bff status with the Kantus."
victorhoffman said: ((I’m having the same issue over here.))
[[ Guess Tumblr just feels like being a jerk anymore. Bleh. ]]
victorhoffman said: ((“Kissing babies” just seems like a Prescott move, doesn’t it?))
((I don't think the civvies are going to let the chairman anywhere near their babies.))
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