Trooper Station - Saturday

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy had caught one of the troopers that morning playing games on what the guy called a Nintendo. Which was kind of an interesting little piece of technology and it was just because he should get used to this world's technology - please ignore that he wasn't going anywhere near a computer for his paperwork - that he made the trooper explain how to use it.

So now he was behind the front desk, playing something called 'Advance Wars: Dark Conflicts'. And he wasn't amused that Trak made him think of Havoc or that the O'Brian character needed an eyepatch. As did Sigusmundo. And a sword.

((Open. Been wanting to do this for ages.))

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Good thing he was confident in all of his abilities. "I'm glad we agree."

It was only because she knew what he was thinking why this was so much fun, really.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"We don't agree," she said, dryly. "Stop using head stuff against me."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'm annoying you because I like you," he said with a grin, trying not to laugh.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Your maturity is heartwarming." She shot him a glare.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Nope, he was used to getting glared at. "Isn't it just? I know you find it endearing."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Don't flatter yourself."

She reached back for the pen like it was a deadly weapon.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Or you're going to write on my head?" he challenged.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I could stab you with this," she said, dryly, clicking open the pen. "I really could. You should be grateful I'm not."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I know you could, but I don't think you want to," he told her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She muttered something under her breath, then threw the pen at his forehead.

Unclicked, of course.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Ow," he complained, rubbing at his forehead dramatically. "See?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Baby." She pushed off the desk.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy raised an eyebrow. "Am not," he argued.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Now you're just reaching the toddler stages."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"At least it's improvement," he pointed out.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." She snickered, suddenly. "Now you can be potty trained."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy wrinkled his nose at her, but at least she was laughing. "I'm glad the image amuses you."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"It does, Roy, it really does." Kerrigan turned around, shooting him a smirk. "Yeah, toddler."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Don't make me ban you from the whiskey," he threatened.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I'm the only one who drinks whiskey with you," Kerrigan pointed out. "Idle threat."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He wanted to argue, but then there wasn't much point to it. "Maybe I'll make you just drink water."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I have water at home," Kerrigan said, smirking. "Why would I show up? Smart thinkin', Mustang."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"For my couch," he replied.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Because couches are in short supply elsewhere."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "I don't know," he said easily, picking up the pen from where it had fallen into his lap.