( 04 ) video ✵ go until i blow up and i can drink until i throw up i don't ever ever want to grow up

[stacked]

[ the lockdown and patrols with nothing but jackshit at the end of it all would key faith up anyway; but she doesn't see what the goddamn problem is with putting on a freaking mask-- because she's really bad at her job sometimes-- and so the face she turns to the network may currently be mask free, but that's half the story. ]

Well, that was bullshit. SEC hauled ass around in the balls out really freaking cold for days, and I didn't get a single fight out of it.

[ but she's rly super glad everyone's okay, honest. ]

Anybody wanna fix that?

...just if you're any good at a little rough stuff and won't bitch, no offense to the civilians or anything but I don't feel like holding hands and kissing boo-boos.

[ this is the destiny chosen savior of the world, people. why. how. why. what was destiny smoking? ]

Let me know, I guess.


( ooc | tyke gets herself a brawl today but other than that, no set plans. )

Comments

[voice]

[stacked]

So you admit you were being shady?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[With annoyance:]

No, madam, I do not. As a matter of fact, I have repeatedly stated the precise opposite of that. Do you know what no means?

[voice]

[stacked]

I know I busted you out and now you're pissed.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Wrong on both counts.

[voice]

[stacked]

So again all I got is 'prove it'.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Snappishly:]

I don't have to. You seem to be laboring under the misapprehension that I'm remotely beholden to you.

[voice]

[stacked]

You don't owe me shit.

The boss? Yeah, you owe her.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I'm sorry - I must have misheard you. Are you telling me to whom I am beholden?

[voice]

[stacked]

She your boss?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

She's head of security. I report to her. That doesn't make her my "boss," and moreover even if she were my "boss" I wouldn't "owe" her. That's the sort of thinking which led to pernicious labor conditions particularly during the 1970s and 1980s.

[voice]

[stacked]

Did she give you your goddamn job, Edgeworth? You report to her? You shittalk her, it look like her own people are a bunch of whiny bitches who can't just talk to the boss?

[ :| ]

I'm cool with your shit, usually, but watch your mouth.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Now, Edgeworth is an attorney. He's bright and intelligent. He knows a great deal, and his intellect and level of judgment are on par with that of someone many years his senior.

But he's also a twenty-one-year-old.]

Don't tell me what to do.

[voice]

[stacked]

Don't be a bitch.

[ oh dear ]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Don't use bad language!

[voice]

[stacked]

Fuck.

[ (gtroll) ]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Stop acting like a child.

[voice]

[stacked]

Stop acting like a prude.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

There's nothing wrong with being a "prude." There is, however, a great deal wrong with being a child.

[voice]

[stacked]

Fuck, tits, ass.

Pussy.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

M - madam!

[voice]

[stacked]

Problem, prof? [ if she had gum, that's where she'd pop it SUPER EXTRA REALLY ANNOYING js. ]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Yes! Your language!

[voice]

[stacked]

So hang up.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Don't be an imbecile! Like I'd let you win!

[voice]

[stacked]

Fuck.

[ :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD ]

Still not seeing you do much but sit there and take it, man.