This is based on a Tumblr Post I read. Enjoy~

"Seriously, this is getting really boring really fast! It was funny at first, watching them blow themselves up, but I seriously can't even eat without getting jumped by one of them. Seriously, Bitters tried to tackle me while I was on a way to some dumb meeting with Kimball. I mean, yeah, I beat him but...did he really have to do that?!" Felix ranted over the radio to Locus, who was on the other end sharpening his knife idly. He was pretending to listen to Doyle's stupid plan, something about transferring troops or whatever, but that was boring and he wouldn't change it for the world because apparently it's 'brilliant', so Locus just nodded and grunted when he figured he should, while listening to Felix's insults so the General couldn't hear them.

"Well, that's all! Thank you very much," Doyle said and Locus just nodded, putting his knife back and walking out. As he walked down the hall he listened to Felix go on about two of the sim. troopers, Simmons and Grif, who had argued in front of him instead of actually attacking him. Locus shut the door to his room and sat in his chair, going back to sharpening his knife as the other mercenary continued to rant.

"And don't even get me started on Tucker and that stupid sword of his, he cut a table in half yesterday for crying out loud! Ug, and that Caboose character, apparently his version of a tackle is a hug. Of course, his version of a 'hug' is more like a mega-strangle-hold-supreme, ug!" Locus snorted in amusement and leaned back in his chair, listening still.

"Hey, Felix!" Locus froze and looked up as he heard Tucker over the radio, a ways off from the sound of it. "Catch!" He heard a soft thud and there was a tiny pause.

"Four mississipi," he started and Locus could hear Tucker panicking in the background. "Three mississipi, two mississipi, one mississipi." BOOM! Locus heard Felix sigh over the radio and he smirked.

"Better?" he asked and he could almost see Felix grinning in response.

"Oh, yeah. Turns out throwing a grenade at Tucker really helps the nerves," Felix told him and Locus allows himself a short laugh as he goes back to sharpening his knife. Sometimes, he really enjoys his radio time with Felix.

And that's a wrap!

Thanks for reading, please review and have a bow chicka bow wow day~

Petchricor, QotG, signing off ;)