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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 15:50:33 GMT -6
Frank chuckled with amusement at Havoc. He noticed the dirty look Marta gave him and said, "Soda now? You just had ice cream for the love of God." he glanced her over and added as a parting shot, "Getting a bit full around the hips and rear, I see. Better watch it, there really is no such thing as eating for two, just looking big enough for two." he laughed and shook his head, placing his drained coffee mug in the sink after rinsing it. He leaned against the counter seeing if any antagonistic comebacks would be forthcoming.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 28, 2008 15:58:20 GMT -6
After that remark, Martel narrowed her eyes. Walking away, she threw her heel up into Archer's crotch. After she knew she made contact, she turned around and said. "First off, shut the fuckin' hell up. Second, I don't even believe in that whole eating for two bullshit. I just have the problem with these damned cravings and I'm just glad that I can actually eat something without puking five minutes later."
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 16:15:14 GMT -6
Archer grabbed his wounded package and howled with pain. His eyes started to water, but somehow he managed to laugh in spite of it. He wiped the tears away from his watering eyes, and shot back, "Yeah, I can see you have a problem with the cravings..it would be hard to miss..even from the moon!" he made sure to be ready if any more assaults on his package were to come flying out of the blue.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 28, 2008 16:17:49 GMT -6
Walking away, Martel acted as though she was ignoring Archer's remarks. However, when she passed by the table, she grabbed one of the china plates. Picking it up, she hacked it at him. It smashed against the wall, barely missing his head.
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Post by Scar on Mar 28, 2008 16:38:55 GMT -6
Scar rolled his eyes. "Hold whatever your about to say." he said to Mustang as he walked over to Archer. Grabbing the colonel by the hair, the Ishballan yanked Archers head back to glare at him. "Listen." he growled. "you are on THIN ice. One more move like that, your ass is out of here, and I don't give a shit what ANYONE says. I don't care if you didn't burn down the house, you were there when Tucker did, and didn't do shit about it. You HELPED get us into this mess, and if you don't start helping us clean it up, you're going to live on the sidewalk." He then shoved the colonel to the ground. "And your going to start by picking that up." he instructed, pointing towards the shards that were once a china plate.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 28, 2008 16:51:15 GMT -6
Hearing Scar, Martel winced. "Sorry" she said, looking at him. Still, she couldn't help but get a sense of satisfation when she saw Archer on the floor.
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 17:17:57 GMT -6
Archer calmly got back up on his feet, and brushed his pants off. He glared menacingly at Scar and stuck a finger in his face, glaring. "Look," he started in a low tone, "NEVER lay a finger on me again...EVER!! Any huge thug can toss people around, throw them out windows and such. You're nothing but an adult version of a playground bully. In case you hadn't noticed, I dont bother people around here until they give me reason to; dirty looks, sneers, jeers..and at least I don't go around beating them up. If they can't handle a 'friendly' taunt, then shame on them! And I will NOT pick up the plate that was thrown at ME. You can cram it up your ass...Go ahead, show us all what a big man you are...beat on me, you must outweight me by about 50 or 75 pounds...ooohh! Scary"
He looks at Scar with distaste and adds, "But I must tell you this much...the first man to throw a punch loses the fight...or is that too adult a puzzle for you to figure out?"
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Post by Scar on Mar 28, 2008 18:01:47 GMT -6
Scar regarded Archer with an indifferent glance. "Martel." he said calmly. "Kindly remind me later to replace the windows. Two are broken, and I have a feeling a third is going to be in need of replacement rather soon." He stated as he walked up to Archer, untill they were inches apart. "So shall we take this outside, or shall I throw you out the window?" he asked. Without waiting for an answer, he brought a fist to Archers stomache.
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Post by dante on Mar 28, 2008 18:21:21 GMT -6
Dante smiled as Archer kissed her hand and complimented her. Needless to say she didn't expect to see such proper decorum in the household, but it was certainly a breath of fresh air. "Aren't you quite the gentleman!"
Seeing this, Bradley stopped at the door and smiled. He was ecstatic to see that he had at least one soldier who was respectful and courteous to his creator. He walked back over to the table once Archer addressed him. "Well, Colonel, nowadays I hold an executive position in a major corporation. Truthfully, I miss the glory and responsibility that came with being Fuhrer, but right now I'm tasked with ensuring that Lady Dante's life is as luxurious and comfortable as possible. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to gather some herbs. We'll talk more later."
With that, the Fuhrer gave Archer a nod of farewell and went out back to gather medicine for Dante.
Dante casually sipped her tea as she watched Archer bicker with their house mates. She was liking him more and more by the minute. Her jubilant mood, however, quickly dissipated as a fight began to break out between Archer and Scar.
She rose from her seat the moment Scar threw his punch and walked over to the two. Raising her hand for Scar to halt, Dante looked askance at the father of her unborn child. "Scar, calm down and apologize to the good colonel. And if I hear a single objection out of you, well, you know full well what will happen. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 18:36:39 GMT -6
Frank smirked at Scar, "Well...looks like you lose ol' chap." he said after catching his breath. "Lady Dante, I do hope you make this thug pay for the cost of replacing the broken windows and such." he looked back over at Scar and added, "You know..I keep hearing all this talk of Tucker burning the house down, with me possibly being an accomplice of some sort. What makes you think it was not simply faulty wiring?" he furrowed his brow and returned to his attention to the lady. "So the Fuhrer works for a corporation? I wonder if perhaps I should ask him if there are any job openings. I could use some 'sane' time away from this rag tag bunch of 'rednecks' as they call them here." he said, with a sarcastic laugh.
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Post by dante on Mar 28, 2008 18:45:02 GMT -6
"As could I," Dante agreed as she gave the other occupants of the room a rather icy and judgmental glance. Giving Scar one last annoyed glance, she returned her attention to Archer. "I don't know much about Pride's work life, but I vaguely recall him telling me they were hiring. You'd have to talk to him for specifics. But do know that, from what he's told me, working there is very dull and uneventful."
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 28, 2008 18:50:14 GMT -6
Glancing at the digital display on the clock, Martel noticed that it was getting fairly late. So she went upstairs to her and Dante's dorm and took out a pair of underwear, a loose fitting shirt, and some sweatpants they she could wear to bed. After picking out the pajamas, she went into the bathroom to take a shower. In order to keep anyone out, she locked the door before she took off her clothes and got into the shower. Turning on the water to lukewarm, she sighed. She may not be cold-blooded anymore, but she still loved heat.
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 20:45:34 GMT -6
Frank chuckled and replied, "Dull and uneventful sound like a breath of fresh air after being worked over again and again in this place." "So tell me, "he added, "I don't mean to pry, but why are you feeling under the weather?"
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Post by Scar on Mar 28, 2008 21:12:08 GMT -6
Scar grumbled to himself about pasty white bastards and an one-million year old bitch as he walked to the broom closet and opened it. Disapearing inside, he came back with two windows, still in the cardboard. Great..now he was being blackmailed...With more grumblind, he headed to the living room.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Mar 28, 2008 21:14:34 GMT -6
Finishing her shower and getting dressed, Martel went downstairs into the living room. When she saw him with the windows, she felt a little guilty. "Hey" she said, walking over to him, "You need any help?"
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 21:51:51 GMT -6
Frank goes to the broom closet and gets a broom and dustpan and cleans up the broken plate, dumping the remains of it into the trash. He returns the broom and dustpan to the closet and washes his hands. "Well," he says to Dante, "We can't very well leave broken glass lying about for people to step on. No point making an issue over who should clean it."
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Post by dante on Mar 28, 2008 22:03:04 GMT -6
"Being the genius that I am, I neglected to undo this body's fertility after taking it," Dante explained with a sigh of mild embarrassment as she walked back over to the table. Smoothing out her maroon dress, she took a seat. "To put it simply, I'm carrying Scar's child."
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Post by androgynos on Mar 28, 2008 22:17:40 GMT -6
Frank's jaw fell when she dropped this bombshell. "You? You're carrying his...child? Oh-dear-mother-of-God..." he said. "Well..is he doing right by you? Is he supporting you, taking you to the doctors office?..."he trailed off, shocked.
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Post by emelie on Mar 29, 2008 1:09:54 GMT -6
Mustang not wanting any drama with the hot tempered Ishballen and a decent meal so he backed down. Also his interest had shifted to whipping that Martel had served to Archer's family jewels. "Deal, besides I don't want Archer's same fate happen to my personal effects. Damn that girl has a temper." Mustang continued to watch the action unfold in front of him as he made himself a sandwich.
But what shocked him the most was when he was eating his sandwhich at the table, when he overheard Dante tell Archer that the baby was Scar's. He almost choked on his sandwich. "Wait, Scar is the one that knocked you up. I sure thought it was that bastard of a fueher. Damn was I wrong."
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Post by fanboi on Mar 29, 2008 8:43:37 GMT -6
Gracia cma ein looking ratehr green, "Maes... I need to talk to you. Martel may coem as well." She said swaying a little
Elysis looked at her mother worry in ehr eyes, "Mommy what's wrong?"
Maes eyes insatntly shifted to Gracia as he caught her just before she fell to the floor, "Easy. C'mon I'll get you to the bedroom."
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