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[Yang's video starts with a heavy, long-suffering sigh.]
This isn't in Nova, but do you want me to take care of this idiot? I'm pretty sure it's the same guy who attacked your hologram a few weeks ago. And got knocked out.
This isn't in Nova, but do you want me to take care of this idiot? I'm pretty sure it's the same guy who attacked your hologram a few weeks ago. And got knocked out.
I have the paper work for the purchase of the land near our house. I just need you to look it over and make sure it all looks good. I’ve also priced the construction of the stable, talked to an Aster Tech salesmen about having robot made to handle the stable work and priced safety and security features for the stable.
If it all looks fine to you we can have it all ready to go before the weekend.
If it all looks fine to you we can have it all ready to go before the weekend.
[Apparently Katsuki never learned of the concept known as volume control.]
Hey, Icicle Tape Girl, when the fuck are we going to fight again?!
COME OUT AND FACE ME, DAMNIT!
Hey, Icicle Tape Girl, when the fuck are we going to fight again?!
COME OUT AND FACE ME, DAMNIT!
[Sometime after, Weiss will find this essay in her mail. It just turns into 12 pages of bold screaming.]
I have a moral scenario assignment for you, Ice-sensei.
There's a lazy piece of shit who's running for guardian. Said shit doesn't put any effort into acting otherwise, putting the bare minimum if that into his candidacy. The bastard shows only a superficial understanding at most of how politics work, and as soon as he gets the job because the population is made up of complacent melons with less sense of self-preservation than a lemming, he's willing to throw it away to his rival to prove something.
This ends up making his rival's [...] ally cry and the rival just wants everyone to shut the fuck up, but is also disgusted by the politician's lack of commitment and refusal to do his job.
What do you do?
There's a lazy piece of shit who's running for guardian. Said shit doesn't put any effort into acting otherwise, putting the bare minimum if that into his candidacy. The bastard shows only a superficial understanding at most of how politics work, and as soon as he gets the job because the population is made up of complacent melons with less sense of self-preservation than a lemming, he's willing to throw it away to his rival to prove something.
This ends up making his rival's [...] ally cry and the rival just wants everyone to shut the fuck up, but is also disgusted by the politician's lack of commitment and refusal to do his job.
What do you do?
[Ring ring! There's a sudden call from the local flamboyant cyborg! But he sounds a little more subdued than usual, but he's sounding pretty pleased.]
He~ey Weiss! I've got some sudden news for ya, but I think it's some good news. I won't beat around the bush and get straight to the point since I'm sure you're a busy woman.
[There is a moment's hesitation just for a little bit of build up.]
Jacques is gone.
He~ey Weiss! I've got some sudden news for ya, but I think it's some good news. I won't beat around the bush and get straight to the point since I'm sure you're a busy woman.
[There is a moment's hesitation just for a little bit of build up.]
Jacques is gone.
[Sun sends a picture of their bed, covered in rose petals and a bottle of wine chilling next to the bed with two glasses.]
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