10th Trick Shot ~ [Dictated]

[compromisedarrow]

I officially hate space.

[Damn aliens, damn zero-g, damn space olympics.]

If anyone needs me, I need a drink. Call back later.

Comments

[3nterprising]

I used to think it wasn't so bad.

[compromisedarrow]

Yeah, well, I've had enough of it, and the things that come from it, to last a life-time. No thanks.

[3nterprising]

It's not really like that, you know.

That was just something the castle imagined up.

[compromisedarrow]

I'd rather not find out. All of my experiences with space have screwed me over.

[3nterprising]

That's too bad.
You could have liked it.

[peacockherald]

I sincerely hope that my people never make it to the stars. Do you want company with that drink?

[compromisedarrow]

It's a free magical dictatorship. I'm not in the mood for talking, though.

[peacockherald]

Do people ever go to drink and talk here?

_{[ Considering all the crap that happens to them. ]}

[compromisedarrow]

Wouldn't know. Don't usually drink.

[Beyond the odd couple of beers, anyway.]

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

Awww... It's not that bad.

Dictated

[compromisedarrow]

Evidence is against that opinion right now.

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

Oh please. Just because the castle made a scenario like something out of a bad sci-fi doesn't mean that everything is horrible out there.

In fact, space can be a lot of fun!

Re: Dictated

[compromisedarrow]

It's not just the castle. Aliens have messed with my brain before.

Barton

[wizard_redfive]

[Welp. ...This is probably time to filter, yes.]

Are we talking about Loki or someone else?

[originalcopy]

It was pretty bullshit... but come on it can't have been all bad.

[Space tag, Space shots... space other stuff.]

[compromisedarrow]

I prefer my feet on something more solid and larger, preferably with an orbit.

[whichwayyoulean]

Can we seriously add 'space' to the list of things we never want to do again?

[compromisedarrow]

I am.

[whichwayyoulean]

Good. Let's make it in bold, so it stands out.

[compromisedarrow]

As long as I don't have to float in Zero-G again, make it as big as you want.

[whichwayyoulean]

I'll go right ahead and do that, then.

[last_rat_standing]

[Guess what, Clint, someone's already there with a drink in hand.]

[compromisedarrow]

[And excuse him while Barton doesn't say anything to anyone, leans against the bar and orders a double shot of the strongest whisky they have.]

[last_rat_standing]

[He raises an eyebrow at him. If Clint looks his way he'll nod in greeting before taking a sip of his drink]

[compromisedarrow]

[And he will...

...After downing that measure of whiskey in one, wincing slightly at the burn.

He's just going to slide on up beside Bond.]

Take it you're here to numb some memories, too?