Blood Gulch Sucks. >> Red vs. Blue

[mandalorian]

Grif smiled and pushed Sarge away. "Sorry!" He called. Tucker was laughing, saying how much funner Grif is then the blues combined. Tex was gripping her side, her helmet at her feet. Pain in her eyes but a grin on her face.

O'Malley yelled inside Doc's mind. "FOOL! Don't show your weakness."

[LadyGalleth]

Simmons

"Are you really sorry, though?" I huff at him as I straighten out my helmet to where I can actually see before giving him a scowl. "Thanks Grif." I mutter under my breath, turning back out the window. "At least now we'll get back quicker." He's so cute when he tries to be snarky.

Donut

"Here." I say as i extend my hands towards him to help him up. "I'll help you."

Church

As soon as everything straightens out, as if it's perfectly fine as it is, I turn to Tex. "Are you alright?" I question, seeing her helmet on the ground before my eyes trail upwards slowly. I stand up and hand it over to her. "I know how you hate to be without your helmet in front of the Reds." I say with a calm smile.

[mandalorian]

Tex took the helmet, ignoring the reopened wound on her side. It would fix in a few seconds. She put her helmet on, muttering a thanks before leaning against the wall and taking out the healing unit. Pain crashed over her like a tsunami. She almost fell over, but she managed to stand her ground. Damn, she didn't think the pain would come back after.

[Sam I Am]

Sarge growls angrily as Grof pushes him away "You better stop pushing me"

Doc refuses Donuts hand "Um I can do it but thank you anyways" he said getting up not wanting to hurt his feelings still
Not wanting to anger O' Malley

[LadyGalleth]

Church

Is she okay? She seems...she looks absolutely sick, for the lack of a better word. When she leans up against the wall, I push off and place a hand on her shoulder. I give a gentle, genuine, rare smile before looking back down again. I then look up at her and blink. "You're welcome."

Donut

"No problem!" I cheer with a beam, turning to help Caboose up. "As long as everyone is alright."

Simmons

I stay silent as our sergeant growls at Grif, hands gripping the gun again before I shift around in the seat. Grif...please don't push him again. I don't need you getting your face bashed in. Or have you getting thrown out of the ship and get buried in the snow. Because Sarge will probably make Donut and I come and dig you out.

[Sam I Am]

Lol I bet sarge would

[mandalorian]

Tex almost wanted to move away from the touch, to ask why he's suddenly so nice, but she held her tongue and just walked past him. She grabbed Wash's hand and shoved the memory unit into it, hoping Wash wasn't expecting a thank you because she wasn't going to give one. She stalked away.

[LadyGalleth]

Church

When Tex pushes away, I'll admit I'm a little taken aback, but not surprised. I want to follow her, but instead I just let her be. Best for her to cool off. Best for all of us to cool off. Still...she seemed upset. I limp back over to the chair I was sitting in and idly begin to spin around, staring off in the direction she went in.

[Sam I Am]

Washington wiped the Healing Unit off wit his hands thinking there were Tex germs on it and put it in his leg armor pocket

[LadyGalleth]

Simmons

After a few moments of staring off in Grif's direction blankly for a few moments, I snap back to reality. "After that, um... surprise." I grip the gun again. "What's our ETA, sir? Is it soon?" I then look at the clock in my helmet hub. Nearly midnight. No wonder I'm so tired. But, for some reason, my robot side makes me stay up late some nights. It's been a long day. I let out a kitten like yawn and lay my head over on the gun again, blinking up at Grif drowsily and gently before returning to Sarge. "ETA?"

(( Estimated Time of Arrival. ))