08-11-2025, 02:30 AM
“Why can nobody around here talk without massacring our beloved language?” Leman stated with a grin. “I’m blaming the Chief for that one. Since she turned up talking like a bad gangster movie from Earth’s distant past, it’s made you all think you can get away with it. Even the Australians, worst of all.”
Ollie chuckled then feigned offense, "Aww, no need to get berko mate, you'll learn proper before you know it. Just stick with me and the Chief." He grinning cheekily, "Even Svenny here has learned to cop me massive charm. Speaking Straya is just another part of my bloody relentless vibrant personality. Fair go, eh, Ard?" he winked, acknowledging the subtle flirt she had offered.
Ollie was obviously enjoying the banter, even more so than normal, which probably stemmed from his very recent brush with death.
As the other two approached the table, Pearson reached across his broad chest and began to massage the area that had taken the hit on the qoH'. To his credit, he dropped the mischievousness and settled in near Ardanna. Listening to the pair look over the map he quietly took it all in.
"Klingo's aren't known for their science prowess. Makes me wonder if they aren't being used as mercs or security for whoever is really runnin' the show down there." He offered thoughtfully. "Any idea if we are beamin' in or goin' in by shuttle? That's going to change paint on how we approach this." He looked around, even though he already knew Calleja wasn't here, "Speaking of the plan, where is the Chief anyway?"
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Ollie chuckled then feigned offense, "Aww, no need to get berko mate, you'll learn proper before you know it. Just stick with me and the Chief." He grinning cheekily, "Even Svenny here has learned to cop me massive charm. Speaking Straya is just another part of my bloody relentless vibrant personality. Fair go, eh, Ard?" he winked, acknowledging the subtle flirt she had offered.
Ollie was obviously enjoying the banter, even more so than normal, which probably stemmed from his very recent brush with death.
As the other two approached the table, Pearson reached across his broad chest and began to massage the area that had taken the hit on the qoH'. To his credit, he dropped the mischievousness and settled in near Ardanna. Listening to the pair look over the map he quietly took it all in.
"Klingo's aren't known for their science prowess. Makes me wonder if they aren't being used as mercs or security for whoever is really runnin' the show down there." He offered thoughtfully. "Any idea if we are beamin' in or goin' in by shuttle? That's going to change paint on how we approach this." He looked around, even though he already knew Calleja wasn't here, "Speaking of the plan, where is the Chief anyway?"
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