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[oldmanstriker]

Go. To. Sleep.

I don't care what part of the world you're in, lad. You still need to sleep. Caffeine is not a decent replacement, you hear me?

[Yes, sir.]

Oi. Don't be taking that bloody tone with me, alright? I'm only trying to look out for you.

Get some bloody sleep. You need it.

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[dangersrighthand]

Can you help my mun? She's got the same problem. I mean, sure she can catch a nap before her crocheting group at church tonight but I'd rather she didn't have to.

[Oh God Yancy shut up I'm fine!]

[oldmanstriker]

Sorry, lad. Can't help you there. Muns are stubborn as hell when they get an idea in their bloody heads.

[adorabitchy]

sleep is 4 the weak!!

[oldmanstriker]

Humans aren't exactly durable.

[adorabitchy]

damn rite
i hear y0us a bunch 0f squishy fuckers
aint g0t n0 endurance at all

[oldmanstriker]

I'll have to argue that.

[adorabitchy]

wut
s0 y0ur arguin against y0urself n0w

[egotisticaljerk]

Not everyone needs twenty million hours of sleep like you, old man. [Chuck smirks.]

[oldmanstriker]

[Oi.

Oi, Chuck.

Chuck. Chuck, oi.

Oi, Chuck. Chuck.

Oi...

Fuck off.]

Don't call me that.

[egotisticaljerk]

[NEVER. Once an old man, always an old man.]

We're not going to have this argument again, are we?

[oldmanstriker]

No.

[Ya little shit.]

'cause you're gonna stop calling me that.

[To his face, at least.]

[egotisticaljerk]

Fine, Herc. Stop being so touchy. Maybe you need to sleep and leave your mun alone.

[oldmanstriker]

I'm fine.

[Why did he ever miss you?

...Oh, yeah. The drift. Never mind.]

Still alive, then?

[egotisticaljerk]

[And because regardless of all the shitty things that come out of his mouth, he's still your flesh and blood.]

Yeah. Alive, kicking arse, taking names and being a brave boy like mum told me to be.

[oldmanstriker]

[And Herc needs Chuck as much as Chuck needs him. Best part of 10 years spent in the Drift.

You don't just move on from that.]

Good lad.

[egotisticaljerk]

[Chuck agrees. Though he'll never admit it out loud.]

And you're still..being you. [Charles Hansen, the eloquent conversationalist.]

[oldmanstriker]

[He doesn't need to.]

And you're still being an arrogant little shit.

[egotisticaljerk]

Someone has to. Can't all be goody two-shoes like some people.

[oldmanstriker]

Yeah. Right.

[egotisticaljerk]

I promise I haven't been giving my mun trouble. [Actually, he has. More than she bargained for.]

[oldmanstriker]

[A look.]

Sure, you haven't.

[rbecket]

[Raleigh smiles a little.] I don't think he's gonna listen, sir.

/attaches to Raleigh :|

[oldmanstriker]

It's worth a shot.

lol

[rbecket]

They're a stubborn bunch. [ Which he knew something about given how he'd been when he was younger. ]

[oldmanstriker]

You don't have to tell me, mate. I'm already in one of those bloody games.