Post by tylatz on Oct 3, 2011 18:39:33 GMT -5
She was his princess that had everything that a man could ask for in a woman; smart, independent, strong, nurturing, and decent looking. Ok, maybe she didn't have it all, but she had a lot to bring to the table. So what if she was only smart when it came to heavy machinery? And who cared that by independent he meant that she stood a full foot taller than anyone in the hangar? Who knows, maybe super-strength ran in the family and they all chewed up iron ingots like they were gum. And the nurturing only for mobile suits... And he did decent looking people a disservice by lumping her in with them... All these might be true, but she was still his princess even if she was of the Amazonian type that wanted to take her grief out on him in a very physical way.
Mora slapped him upside the head when she noticed he wasn't paying attention to her fourth rundown on the differences between the GP01 and the GM II which she thought to be pertinent enough for him to memorize in finite detail. Yes, this was his princess. His very butch and angry princess. Fuck he needed to get laid. How in the hell had that Remington bastard gotten such a fine piece of ass? Man this sucked. Now that Link was stuck on this ship there weren't many prospects for him outside of the amazon and Colonel Cunt.
Another smack and she started verbally tearing into him again. And this one was pisssed off about earlier. Link didn't get it. He was all over that blonde bitch, it was meant to be, or it was before she was flattened by the ceiling. Link was heartbroken. She was going to be the love of his life that would never have his kids because they were a waste of time to raise – his own childhood was proof of that. It could have been his reaction when they lifted the debris off of her, but he couldn't help it. That wasn't a very pretty sight. At least he gave her a goodbye squeeze for old times sake.
Yeah, this Mora bitch was not going to cut it for Link. A shit ton of liquor would make it all good, but with the impending operation there was no way they would let him get his hands on enough to make sure he would not remember. That just left one option.
Link ducks the incoming hand at the last second and laughs at Mora as she hits the side of the Zephyranthes. “Hah! You can't keep hitting me and expect me to n-” He didn't dodge the backhand that smacked away his smile.
...
He was going to murder this bitch.
Mora slapped him upside the head when she noticed he wasn't paying attention to her fourth rundown on the differences between the GP01 and the GM II which she thought to be pertinent enough for him to memorize in finite detail. Yes, this was his princess. His very butch and angry princess. Fuck he needed to get laid. How in the hell had that Remington bastard gotten such a fine piece of ass? Man this sucked. Now that Link was stuck on this ship there weren't many prospects for him outside of the amazon and Colonel Cunt.
Another smack and she started verbally tearing into him again. And this one was pisssed off about earlier. Link didn't get it. He was all over that blonde bitch, it was meant to be, or it was before she was flattened by the ceiling. Link was heartbroken. She was going to be the love of his life that would never have his kids because they were a waste of time to raise – his own childhood was proof of that. It could have been his reaction when they lifted the debris off of her, but he couldn't help it. That wasn't a very pretty sight. At least he gave her a goodbye squeeze for old times sake.
Yeah, this Mora bitch was not going to cut it for Link. A shit ton of liquor would make it all good, but with the impending operation there was no way they would let him get his hands on enough to make sure he would not remember. That just left one option.
Link ducks the incoming hand at the last second and laughs at Mora as she hits the side of the Zephyranthes. “Hah! You can't keep hitting me and expect me to n-” He didn't dodge the backhand that smacked away his smile.
...
He was going to murder this bitch.