Post by blackmage on Feb 27, 2010 23:20:06 GMT -5
The stars stood in silence as Patrick looked out a window. Lately it was rare for him to take the time and to immerse himself in his surroundings. He had forgot how much he enjoyed staring at the stars and pondering how far away they were. His thoughts switched back to previous battles he had taken part in. His failed attack on the newtype Zeon pilot still bothered him. After the attack he had lost his temper and had taken his rage out on a Zeon prisoner that had been captured during the battle. After it was all over he viewed his action as regrettable at best. Taking pleasure in killing someone because of his anger was nothing he was proud of.
Silence always seemed to help him think better as well He would now need it seeing as the hit the EFSF took recently was devastating to morale.
"Give me a report." Patrick stated as he crossed his arms and continued staring out amongst the stars. An aid quickly flipped through a pair of papers on a clipboard and skimmed through the recent enemy activity.
"The Lucifer's Fury appears to have formed a fleet with the pirate Gwazine sir." The aid shuffled through more papers.
"Cor blimey." Patrick silently whispered. He reeled his head back and looked up at the ceiling. "Do we know who these pirates are that attacked the Damocles?" The aid shuffled through more papers. Patrick raised his eye brow in frustration. "Come on mate get your shit together this is information I need." Patrick pumped one of his fist into his open palm. The young soldier shuffled faster.
"Uhhh all reports indicate it was the Pirates of the Black Rock. Sir." Patrick rolled his eyes. He had his suspicions about the pirates but he never bothered voicing his disapproval of any dealings with them. Now because of his silence a Gwazine that the EFSF wasted blood and treasure to obtain was now in the hands of a rogue. "Brings a new meaning to keeping your friends close and your enemies even closer." Patrick muttered as he grasped both hands on a rail and leaned against it. The Lieutenant sighed realizing he had little choice in the matter. The aid looked on and took noticed of Patrick's visibly flustered state.
"Sir is everything alright?" Patrick looked back.
"Looks like the mankey minges played this one real well." The aid's eyes looked to the side and scratched his head in confusion.
"What....is a minge?" The aid hesitated The British officer sighed and then face palmed himself.
"God damn yanks." He muttered. "Pull our resources together we're gonna have get what we can and make use of what we already have on hand." The aid quickly flipped through more papers on the his clipboard.
"According to Wakkein's staff they have the vessels on hand we are interested in. They are just waiting on our approval." The aid responded as he stared at a inventory page. Patrick nodded his head.
"Uber fucking righteous mate. Something is going right for once." Patrick smiled.
"You plan to do something to the pirate ship and the zeek vessels?" Patrick looked back with still a smile across his face.
"Don't worry. I got something in store for that blagger and his Zeon escort of berks."
Silence always seemed to help him think better as well He would now need it seeing as the hit the EFSF took recently was devastating to morale.
"Give me a report." Patrick stated as he crossed his arms and continued staring out amongst the stars. An aid quickly flipped through a pair of papers on a clipboard and skimmed through the recent enemy activity.
"The Lucifer's Fury appears to have formed a fleet with the pirate Gwazine sir." The aid shuffled through more papers.
"Cor blimey." Patrick silently whispered. He reeled his head back and looked up at the ceiling. "Do we know who these pirates are that attacked the Damocles?" The aid shuffled through more papers. Patrick raised his eye brow in frustration. "Come on mate get your shit together this is information I need." Patrick pumped one of his fist into his open palm. The young soldier shuffled faster.
"Uhhh all reports indicate it was the Pirates of the Black Rock. Sir." Patrick rolled his eyes. He had his suspicions about the pirates but he never bothered voicing his disapproval of any dealings with them. Now because of his silence a Gwazine that the EFSF wasted blood and treasure to obtain was now in the hands of a rogue. "Brings a new meaning to keeping your friends close and your enemies even closer." Patrick muttered as he grasped both hands on a rail and leaned against it. The Lieutenant sighed realizing he had little choice in the matter. The aid looked on and took noticed of Patrick's visibly flustered state.
"Sir is everything alright?" Patrick looked back.
"Looks like the mankey minges played this one real well." The aid's eyes looked to the side and scratched his head in confusion.
"What....is a minge?" The aid hesitated The British officer sighed and then face palmed himself.
"God damn yanks." He muttered. "Pull our resources together we're gonna have get what we can and make use of what we already have on hand." The aid quickly flipped through more papers on the his clipboard.
"According to Wakkein's staff they have the vessels on hand we are interested in. They are just waiting on our approval." The aid responded as he stared at a inventory page. Patrick nodded his head.
"Uber fucking righteous mate. Something is going right for once." Patrick smiled.
"You plan to do something to the pirate ship and the zeek vessels?" Patrick looked back with still a smile across his face.
"Don't worry. I got something in store for that blagger and his Zeon escort of berks."