[Episode 115823] [Episode 115823](Miiinor miiiinor lime alert. This barely barely counts as a lime episode.)
*RIIING*
*RIIING*
*RIIING*
Sitting behind a desk decorated with an almost stereotypical collection of pictures of his little (well, maybe not little anymore) children, Tom Clancy glanced over at a clock situated on the far wall. Yep, he thought to himself, it's about that time again.
Reaching over, he picked up the vid-phone, pausing briefly to move aside some pictures so he could get better access to it.
*RIII-click!*
"Hello, Theo."
"How'd you know it was... oh dear, I guess I am getting predictable, aren't I?"
Chuckling politely, Tom replied, "Yeah, but don't worry about it too much. I'd be concerned for my own kids, too."
"Ah yes... well, I was just calling to... well, see if there was anything new?"
Beginning to reply, but halting, Tom adopted a thoughtful look (but then later gave it up, claiming it was "too needy and emotionally draining" and that it "wasn't acclimating well").
Tom blinked.
"Now that you mention it... my agent should have been there some time ago. Tell you what, I'm gonna ring him, find out what's happened, and call you back."
"Ah! Splendid. Thank you so much, Tom."
"...Uh, Theo? Was that just there a British accent?"
"Why heavens no, my good chap! Now excuse me, for I must forestall any dilly-dallying and scamper off for the afternoon cakes and tea."
"......Right."
*Click!*
(------)
In an absolutely beautiful forest setting, deer frolicked, butterflies played, and a rather surly looking figure stumbled through a clearing populated by, curiously enough, poppies.
"I... will... find that bastard... Ranma Sextome..." panted Gar. "although... poppies look... lovely... and... I'm feeling tired..."
Shaking his head to clear any cobwebs, Gar kept to his path towards Greenpeace. Revenge waited for no man... but... poppies are pretty, you know... relaxing...
"Sextome... we will see... if you are worthy of my sister."
As Gar stumbled off the horizon, another figure... wait, correction, figures, appeared from where Gar had previously arrived. Well, they're certainly louder than Gar was, that's for sure.
"I don't know but it's been said!" chanted a sole colonel in the front row of a large army (read, dozen) of Troopstormers.
"I don't know but it's been said!" repeated the main body of marching men in white.
"The Emperor's dick is greyer than lead!" Ooooh yes Colonel Sanders thought to himself, I'd be so dead if the Emperor had any whiff of this.
"The Emperor's dick is greyer than lead!" The rest just followed his example. Safety in numbers and all. 'Sides, they're just repeating it, they thought.
"Koo Haa, it's really been said?"
"Ain't no woman will give him head!"
"Koo... Haa... excellent! We are drawing close to our prey. Now, one more time!"
Drawing up close to Invader, a Troopstormer meekly asked, "Uh, sir? Could we possibly... I dunno... rest?"
Stiffening up (hardy har har. *rolls his eyes*. unintentional humor), Darth Invader turned and glared at the suggestee, after considering adopting a thoughtful look. (It's just so hard to keep those if you have an active lifestyle, you know what I mean? Always whining about not taking them out to the park enough...) "...Rest? Koo... Haa... Why would you possibly need rest?"
Shrinking under the intense scrutiny, and after possibly considering adding another pointless 'dick' joke, the Troopstormer replied, "Well... we have marched over 50 miles already... and those poppies look awfully inviting..."
At the mention of the poppies, Invader swept his gaze over the aforementioned flowers. "Hmm... Koo Haa... they do look awfully... Koo Haa... inviting... Waitaminute, only 50 miles? Hoo Kaa... what the hell?... You better get your ass in gear and cover more miles before you get any break, you shifty bums! Koo Haa."
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Kevin "Ace" Koss, leaned back, enjoying the moment. It was just about the only relaxation he's gotten during his whole trip down to Greenpeace. (The rest of it was physical exertion, one way or another. >_>; ) He let out a contented moan, letting his hand wander in Penny's hair as she vigorously swallowed his tool.
Kevin's thoughts drifted back to the last time he felt that relaxed. It was before this trip... in fact, it was about right before the boss calle-
*Briiiiing!*
Dammit!
*Brii-click!*
"Oh... hi boss." Kevin for some reason didn't feel surprised that it was his boss. He just got a sense of deja vu instead.
"Ah, Kevin! You hadn't reported in recently, and there've already been inquiries... so, how's Greenpeace?"
"Ah, yes, well... I'm not in Greenpeace yet... ack! Penny, I'm speaking!"
"Hmm. And I believe I can see the reason why not from here. It's hard to do a lot of things when there are breasts in your face, hm?"
"Grmplh."
"Well then... while you are a professional, Kevin, you should realize that if you don't quicken the pace a little and get to Greenpeace, you may find your job position to be a little precarious."
"Mlxphzl!"
"Well, I'm glad we had this talk. And make sure," Tom leaned into the video phone, enlarging his face for effect, "that you get there and find out about Sextome before the next week goes by. You won't be pleased if you don't."
*Click*
Ace closed his cellular vid-phone and sighed.
Finally getting a chance to disentangle himself from his Drow Zee, Kevin pondered not proceeding for only a fleeting moment before hurriedly getting his tent, gear, and other necessities packed and ready to go. His boss, Tom, speaks gently, but he looks like a demon when ticked. And Kevin didn't wish to anger his boss. He had a job to do.
Pouting, his Drow Zee latched onto him. "Can't we put that off for another day... or two?"
Frowning, Kevin replied, "Penny, please don't make me pokeball you, dear. We really, and I mean really, have to go. You don't want to see the boss mad."
Giving up on it, Penny finally let go.
Leaving finally, Ace headed down the Golden Road, which, according to his map, eventually ran through some field of poppies... Curious, he thought, but at least it was some kinda landmark that signaled he was close to Greenpeace.
"I thiNk you should sinG another song, or else.
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