Rotherham: let's talk about this plan of yours. I think it's good, except, it sucks. So let me do the plan and that way it might be really good.
Fletcher: ...
Fletcher: wow
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Rotherham: let's talk about this plan of yours. I think it's good, except, it sucks. So let me do the plan and that way it might be really good.
Fletcher: ...
Fletcher: wow
Didric: Without a doubt, you are the WORST soldier I have ever heard of!
Rotherham: But you HAVE heard of me.
Berdon: *about Fletcher* He better get back before night.
Rotherham: Why? What happens at night?
Berdon: It gets dark.
Berdon: That was Vocans Academy, apparently Fletcher's been using some very creative language today.
Rotherham: Oh? Do tell.
Berdon: Well, he called his homework a "cluster duck" and his teacher a "mother flunker".
Rotherham: *amused* Did he call anyone a "sock sucker"?
Berdon: *looks at him, pissed*
Rotherham: What? It's just someone who sucks socks.
Berdon: I can't believe you're teaching my son loophole swear words!
Rotherham: In my defense, "mother flunker" was entirely the little deviant's creation. And very clever of him, I might add.
Rotherham: I may seem like a barmy ol' git now, but when I wasn't so long in the tooth, I had some grand larks and engaged in a fair amount of derring-do.
Fletcher: ...Translate?
Berdon: When he was younger, he did a bunch of stuff.
Gallo: who's turn is it to give the pep talk?
Dalia: *sighing* it's Rotter's turn...
Rotherham: fuck shit up out there but don't die
Logan: *wiping away a tear* inspirational
Rotherham: *mimicking Didric*
Didric: I don't sound like that.
Rotherham: Fletcher! Close your eyes and tell me who's talking! *makes a whining baby sound*
Fletcher: *eyes closed* Ugh, Didric bein' a little bitch