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smash_logs2009-12-09 01:14 am
raced_god) wrote in smash_logs2009-12-09 01:14 am
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Who: Falcon, Goroh
What: Talking and arguing and flashbacking and other such wondrous things.
When: Let's saaaay Wednesday, December 9th. Then various points in the past.
Where: Teacher's dorms.
Rating: PG-13.
Falcon was not entirely sure how he was supposed to act when it came to his arch rival any more. He'd spent so many years hating every fiber of Goroh's being--for compromising his ideals, throwing away his talent, for not understanding why Falcon had to do what he did.
And then he'd come to the school, just to piss him off. It was surprisingly effective but...surprising in other ways too. After so long feuding and generally behaving like ten-year-olds, Falcon found that they could almost...coexist. It was strange an uncomfortable and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not. A decade of bad blood just didn't disappear overnight. Or over months of nights. Perhaps the fact that now they had a common enemy (sort of) was making it all more bearable.
Or not. Samus had taken him completely by surprise when she mentioned Mission 206. Falcon was baffled. No one should have ever heard about Mission 206, and he certainly didn't want his girlfriend laughing about the mishap. There could only be one culprit. Coexistence would have to wait.
And Falcon was standing outside his door, knocking away, visibly infuriated. "Hey, Goroh."
What: Talking and arguing and flashbacking and other such wondrous things.
When: Let's saaaay Wednesday, December 9th. Then various points in the past.
Where: Teacher's dorms.
Rating: PG-13.
Falcon was not entirely sure how he was supposed to act when it came to his arch rival any more. He'd spent so many years hating every fiber of Goroh's being--for compromising his ideals, throwing away his talent, for not understanding why Falcon had to do what he did.
And then he'd come to the school, just to piss him off. It was surprisingly effective but...surprising in other ways too. After so long feuding and generally behaving like ten-year-olds, Falcon found that they could almost...coexist. It was strange an uncomfortable and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not. A decade of bad blood just didn't disappear overnight. Or over months of nights. Perhaps the fact that now they had a common enemy (sort of) was making it all more bearable.
Or not. Samus had taken him completely by surprise when she mentioned Mission 206. Falcon was baffled. No one should have ever heard about Mission 206, and he certainly didn't want his girlfriend laughing about the mishap. There could only be one culprit. Coexistence would have to wait.
And Falcon was standing outside his door, knocking away, visibly infuriated. "Hey, Goroh."
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For some reason he was always much better at this when he was near drunk.
"Hey see Antonio?"
He was probably off somewhere, as usual. Maybe taming those unicorns, or something.