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we_have_a_tomorrow) wrote in
dear_mun2013-07-04 02:43 am
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Shaky voice test oh Christ what am I doing
Mun, with all due respect, if you have enough time on your hands to make me a 'journal' with the sole purpose of putting me in surreal and/or dangerous situations for your amusement and the amusement of others, I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one in your life who thinks you need to take a step back from the computer.
Walk around. Get a drink. Leave the house tomorrow. I don't know - make some kind of effort to stop your muscles from atrophing at the very least. Make the most of the time you've got here , don't waste it in front of a screen-
That's not 'rich' coming from me; just, decide what you're doing and see it out. And please, don't make me regret saying that.

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[He may or may not be grinning sarcastically, but he relaxes to an easy smile.]
I bet you're a lovely woman under all that... armor. Oh, my name's John, by the way. John Lugo. Everyone usually just calls me Lugo, though.
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Well there you have it - perhaps there is still hope for the masses
Anya, Stroud. And that's something you'll have to leave to your imagination.
We are sincerely sorry for his... behavior... lol.
Eh, well, time will tell, but yeah. Anya. It's good to meet you. So... uh... what's all that armor... for? I mean... there's an awful lot of it.
It's fine - she's used to it!
And you.
Where I'm from, armour's sort of a necessity. I never used to wear it, but then things..they went from bad to worse. I had to go from control to the front lines, as it were.
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Front lines? Are you serious?
[This is definitely a big deal, after all. Sheesh. Where he's at, it's the year 2012, and women are still pretty much banned from combat roles.]
Must be really rough... Where I'm from, they don't allow that. I'm with Delta, US Army... No girls allowed. Literally.
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There have never been rules like that where I'm from - every able bodied person has the option to join the COG; the threat's too great and too continuous to think about stopping people from fighting if they can and they're willing.
[The human race is pretty much an endangered species on Sera, so if women can fight, they do. And they're treated just the same as the men who fight as well]
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It would be interesting... I mean, I know some women who could probably still kick my ass. I think most of the concern is that guys might get... over-protective. Kinda makes sense, right? I mean, then there's also the thing about -- well I'm just gonna throw this out there now, not to be rude -- but sex issues. I mean, I know I can barely stop myself getting excited when I see a lovely lady. To be perfectly frank, I'm pretty uncomfortable downstairs right now... but the way you're acting, it seems like you guys have had a lot of time to work out the kinks, no pun intended.
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That happens, yes - the overprotective part. But I guess we all watch each others backs. But the 'sex issues', that doesn't tend to be a problem, or not as much as you'd expect. There's a lot of rules against it.
To be honest, when your race is close to being wiped out, things like that tend to get put on the back burner, you know?
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[He seems... well... pretty shocked to say the least. Now that he's mentally fully engaged, he's not really trying to put on any game. He fiddles with the bill of his hat for a moment, thinking.]
The world is pretty much ending, and you're forgetting to have sex? Shit, I'd be getting it on like there's literally no tomorrow... but yeah, I guess I can understand it. Didn't have much time to consider... anything, really, in Dubai. Maybe whether or not they'd find my body...
[He's quiet for a while. Very, very quiet, the light catching his eyes for a moment. There is open, unadulterated horror in that glassy, far-off stare.]
I try... not to think about it... but it comes back a lot.
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[She laughs lightly]
It's not so much 'forgetting' as it is not really having the time. When you're on duty pretty much 24/7, any free time you have is normally spent sleeping. Haven't had much of that recently though
[Free time, not sleeping - although when she does it's never for long, or particularly restful]
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[Lugo nods delicately, looking as though he feels sorry for her and is concerned simultaneously.]
Well... knowing that, is there anything I can do for you, Ma'am?
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[She gives him a curious look, as though she isn't used to bing offered help, as it were]
No, not that I can think of. Why do you ask..?
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Well... if you needed some down time, or something like that... I'd be more than willing to... I don't know, stand guard or something. Anything, really. I know how bad it is, trying to operate on no sleep.
[Honesty. Of the brutally clear variety. He smiles a little, maybe to take some of the edge off of the intensity of his expression, though it probably doesn't work well.]
You probably deserve it a lot more than I do, anyway... and... well... Sniper. I can do some crazy shit to keep myself moving. There's no one better to keep an eye out, if you need the time.
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[After being around Marcus as long as she had, intense expressions are hardly something she notices anymore. But it works well enough - he even earns a smile in return]
I'm fine, really - but it's kind of you to offer
[Not to mention that she's more than capable of looking out for herself, but let's not shoot the guy down completely]
Can I ask - what sort of conflict are you used to..? I mean, are you against other humans?
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Other humans... yeah.
[He's been drifting around the whole 'multiverse scene' or whatever this is long enough to know that there's much, much worse out there than fellow US soldiers. Still, just thinking about the concept of shooting his fellow man... it makes him feel a little sick. They hadn't exactly been... well, enough of that.
He clears his throat and looks away for a moment, coughs politely in an effort to hide a gag. Yeah. Humans. War is not a pretty thing.]
I kind of wish I were shooting at something else. You... you been around it a while, you kind of just... take yourself out of the situation, you don't think about it. Then someone... I shouldn't really say anything.
I just... wish I could have done better... been a better person.
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[At the end of the day, you're killing something. You're taking another life. It was only easy, if that's even the right word, for the gears and for Anya simply because the Locust had no intention for the human race other than extinction. There was no room for negotiation. Kill or be killed.]
[She listens in quiet understanding to what he has to say, before offering a piece of advice]
Look..the only thing I can really say is that dwelling on things you can't change will only change you. You can't..you can't bring back the people you've lost, or the lives you've taken.
You can still be better. If you want to change, if you feel like you need to? There's still plenty of time to do that
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[She has his rapt attention. There's something distinctly soft in his eyes, like he's sure he won't be getting any release... no redemption. He nods still, seems to darken a little, lowers his head. The bill of his hat is clearly there for much more than just protection from the sun.]
Some of us can't go home... but I hope like hell you get to... And whoever's waiting for you... I'm sure they'll be glad to see you.
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The rest of Delta are the only reason I want to go back..well, I want to keep fighting, to see if we'll ever see the end of the war..but I do miss the others
I worry, you know? While they're there and I'm just sat here, doing nothing
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[The rest of Delta... simultaneously his heart aches and his stomach flips. Delta. Adams... Walker. He closes his eyes lightly.]
Yeah... best not to worry, though... They'll be fine, right? They're tough. When you get back, they'll be all kinds of happy to see you.
My guys... I did the most I could for them. I just... hope I never see them again, that's all. Same time, I want to be back there with them. I don't know how to describe it. Makes my head hurt.
[He chuckles softly, even if the joke isn't that funny.]
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[She gives him a sympathetic look]
I know what you mean..don't worry
Come on..we should talk about something else. All this is going to do is dredge up the past.
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All I got is the past, these days. Would be nice to have a bit of a future, but I guess that's what this place is for.
[He takes himself a few steps, poking around with a boot, before folding down into a nice corner, laying out his weapons in front of him and digging in his pack for solvent, lube, and a rag. As always, he starts with the M9.]
Where do you come from? Like... uh... I guess, what planet are you guys from?
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TL;DR - my bad e__e
Oh lord, I'm verbose... And he talks. A lot.
Haha, sorry! I tried to condense it as much as possible!
And back to Lugo half-heartedly attempting to be the Casanova...
Aww.. c:
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Sorry I took so long!! TT_TT
Totally fine! Good to see you again! :)
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