so, so homeless.

[holdtheline]

Mundane.

While I appreciate your interest in me and the value which you place upon my speeches, how often must I reiterate that if you cannot motivate yourself to do your laundry, I most certainly can't, either? It's not a matter of galactic, or even planetary safety. You're on your own here.

Now put me away before you hurt yourself.

Comments

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk just HAD to poke this strange looking guy's cheek! It was an urge stronger than anything he ever felt. Poke.]

...ohhh.

[holdtheline]

...

[so when Kirrahe was told there were strange things on dear_mun he wasn't expecting this.]

Excuse you.

[squeak_squeaker]

[You got the worst out of the way early, buddy.]

Excuse me! [...oh! Wait! Quickly putting his arms behind his back and smiling nervously.]

You just looked kinda pokable.

[holdtheline]

I can assure you that I am not. And it would do you well to not poke people upon first meeting. It creates bad impressions.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk couldn't look any guiltier. He forgot to use his little noggin' sometimes and then he went and annoyed people, like this nice green lizard guy.]

I'm...uh. I feel bad. Should probably go punch myself in the face or something!

[holdtheline]

Whatever you find necessary, human.

Props on the username bro

[neuterskrogan]

Perhaps your mundane simply requires personalized motivational speech. Worth attempting, in any case.

it wasn't taken when I checked, like fate or something

[holdtheline]

As if I have ever given a speech that was not personalized to the task and soldiers at hand.

clearly it was meant to be

[neuterskrogan]

Perhaps, but overuse of "hold the line" made speeches blend together occasionally. Good for dramatics, however. Always seemed to motivate troops.

clearly.

[holdtheline]

If my speeches ever blended it was because you were failing to listen, Solus.

And I motivate for battle, not domestic chores. There's a fine line.

[neuterskrogan]

Hardly lacked motivation, saw no need to focus on speeches when other, higher priority preparations were required.

Call it practice.

[sleeplessgenius]

[Still not used to aliens that aren't out to kill him and his friends.]

I'm going to have to remember that. "Put me away before you hurt yourself" is pretty good.

[holdtheline]

Thank you, I thought it was appropriate to the situation.

[sleeplessgenius]

It seems so!

Hmm...as for your mun's lack of motivation... [Weak little fist pump!] Straighten up and fly right, scary looking alien guy's mun! Good things may come to people with dirty clothes, but smelling nice makes things a heck of a lot easier!

...or something like that.

[holdtheline]

[that's... kind of precious, actually, so that Kirrahe takes a moment to absorb it before he responds.]

That may have been of some help, Tadpole.

[sleeplessgenius]

Really? [Hopeful smile here because he's not Paula. His speech worked?!

Then he tilts his head.] Tadpole?

[He is still a kid, and the youngest in his group. Maybe that makes sense.]

Have an Ashley who survived Virmire but right before Normandy is destroyed.

[poetrysoldier]

Good luck with that, Captain.

oooo, fantastic.

[holdtheline]

I'm doing my best, with disputable success, but thank you.

It is good to see you again, soldier.

[hemeleno]

Are you sure?

I can get mine to do almost anything I want.

[holdtheline]

I believe you hold the advantage of being 'small and cute', though.

[justliketheolddays]

Kirrahe! Damned good to see your face.

[holdtheline]

I could say the same for you, Commander. Still fighting spectacularly, I suppose?

[justliketheolddays]

Always. Never stops, no matter if the war's won or still going on.

[holdtheline]

Good. You've always had the right spirit about these sorts of things. It's good to catch up with you.

[justliketheolddays]

And you. You doing okay out there?