Lieutenant Calvert

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"You underestimate how much I'd do just because I fuckin feel like it or to prove someone's dumber than they think," Norrie snorted. It wasn't THAT hard to find shit anyway. On a computer, Ctrl+F - Find On Page. Just type some keywords and it'll find things. WOW. Mindblowing. Magic. Sorcery. She didn't have to read all of ANYTHING EVER. "Well that's too damn bad, isn't it, happy crappy? I guess we'll be heading to a gay strip club just so you can," She retorted. No thanks, actually. While Norrie didn't really think he'd pull the joke's on you, I'm into that shit, she wasn't confident in that belief. He seemed more like the hey, twenty bucks is twenty bucks kind of person. "Oh my god! I don't care!" She exclaimed as though she had some massive revelation. Yeah, sure, take up snowboarding, whatever. Norrie'd sti back and laugh when he eventually DIED because he was ALONE and learned what happens when the snow's too loose for you. "Yeah? What are you gonna do about it? Prove me wrong?" She taunted, ignoring his weak little whack. Norrie'd been FLICKED harder than that. "Oh really?" She asked, and went for a whack to the crotch.

"Likely." Axl may have to rethink his values there. She did seem like the type of person to drive across the country and go through hell just to go up to a person, flip 'em the bird, and say 'I TOLD YOU SO'. He wouldn't. He caused hell to the people around him, but he didn't expend extra energy for them- no one was worth it.

"You can't exactly force me to, so I don't think we will." He flashed a venomous smile. Then again, if she bribed him, hell yeah. He'd do just 'bout anything. Because why not? Live life to the fullest, get money and have fun.

He WOULD, however, drive/fly across the country to say HA in her FACE when he lived a HAPPY life SNOWBOARDING IN THE MOUNTAINS. Without any dying.

"I'm not going to give up, that's what I'm NOT going to do." He replied with a snort, his eyes catching the movement a LITTLE to late. "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT AND YOU KNOW IT-" He roared, backpedaling to get back away from her. "FLIPPING FIDDLESTICKS AND PEPPERMINT ICECREAM WHY DO YOU RESORT TO VIOLENCE SO QUICKLY!?!" He crouched in the snow a few feet away, fangs bared. "You fight dirty!" As the pain ebbed, Axl stood halfway and stalked in a semi circle around her, thinking. Snow was NOT working. Maybe he could just wait it out.

Lieutenant Calvert

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Norrie was most definitely the kind of person to WALK across the OCEAN just to flip someone off and say I TOLD YOU SO. She didn't even have to KNOW the person, she'd do it just for FUN.

"Really? Ten bucks says you do it without me forcing you to," Norrie offered. Was she lowballing him a little? Sure. Did she give a shit? Nope. If he was gonna lick a gay stripper's balls, Norrie'd rather NOT be paying to see it. Blegh. He could have fun with that by himself.

"Well that wasn't my goddamn question, was it?" Norrie retorted. The question was what WAS he gonna do, not what WASN'T he gonna do. So there. "YOU said low blow, I assumed that meant below the belt," She said, just about dying of laughter. She really shouldn't, that was mean, but she was mean, so she was GONNA laugh, dammit. "Because violence is funny!" She cheered. "Damn right I do," She said, standing up and brushing the snow that was still snow and not water from her knees. "Gonna give up yet? Cuz I'm sure as shit not above doing that again," Norrie said. Hell, she'd do it again just because it was FUNNY. She didn't really give a shit. Sack-whacking was a favorite pastime, even more than long walks on the beach.

"Ten bucks is you forcing me to." Axl pointed out. "And I wouldn't, not for that price." He didn't jokingly add that he'd do it for 1 because that would likely be taken wrong. He did have a SLIGHT filter at various times. It was hit and miss with that. Plus, it would be a total joke. Unless she was gonna make him a Billionaire, he wasn't missing with gay ANYONE. Especially a stripper. Those morons were just dirty dimwitted slug brained toad eating snails.

"I never said I'd answer your question." He sniffed haughtily.

"I meant WORDS, you pickle eating sour faced donkey! And you couldn't have kicked me in the SHINS??! THAT is a low blow!" He all but howled, Eads twitching violently. "Violence is funny for the one DOING IT. Not for the one RECEIVING IT." He snorted in a growling tone, eyes narrowing. "I will NOT give up. Bring it on." He hissed, approaching her slowly before faking left and diving to the right, kicking the back of her knees with quite a bit of force. He then shoved her face into the snow as her knees buckled. It TOTALLY did not make them even, but it was a step towards revenge.

Lieutenant Calvert

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"No it's not," Norrie snorted, "It's just an incentive to do it. Remember kid, just say no." Great advice, ten outta ten. Next she'd probably say show me on the doll where they touched you or something. Or, rather, should Norrie take Axl to a strip club, someone there would be asked that later. Or not if Norrie bribed them well enough. Orrr threatened them with her swiss-cheese-inator. Probably that option. Norrie was cheap as shit. And she enjoyed using said swiss-cheese-inator VERY much, and why not? Twas delightful.

"Then quit flapping your goddamn gums. There's already enough of a breeze, stop making it worse," She retorted. Stuffing a rag down his gob sounded like a pretty good plan, in all honesty. Might shut him up a bit for a short while. Then again, he may end up swallowing it or something. "Well SOR-RY you weren't specific! Kinda hard to KICK while on your KNEES, though I imagine YOU'D know ALL about being on your knees," She huffed. That was a pretty low blow in terms of verbal abuse. "Well good thing I was the one DOING it then, huh?" She retorted. She wasn't the one doing it for long, though. She grumbled curses under her breath, tripped over her own feet - mainly because she couldn't fuckin FEEL them - and let out a strangled yelp as she went down.

"Not good enough of incentive." Axl huffed. "You should be proud of me, though. At least I didn't say I'd do it for less." He grinned crookedly. There was the joke. It had to come out. He couldn't hold it in any longer. Truthfully, you couldn't bribe him to get within a hundred yards of a place like that. That was one instance when he was all talk and no action... all his Raunchy jokes. If he was making threats on your life, he'd go through with them.

"Seems like you're talking just as much, sunshine." He pointed out with a smirk. (My jaw LITERALLY dropped with that blow. Like DAMN girl, let up xD)

Axl had to do a double take at her words, but as soon as he forced his mind to shut the hell up, he was speaking. "Well I managed to kick people on my knees just fine, so I think you're lacking, sugar." He retorted in a sneering tone back, baring his fangs triumphantly as she tipped into the snow. He then grabbed her shirt and pulled her right back up, then tipped her off balance and shoved her shoulder so she fell right back down into the snow. He was starting to think it may be better if she froze to death, but he couldn't believe that fully yet.

Lieutenant Calvert

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"Well that's too damn bad," Norrie retorted. "...Well, it's not something you should be proud of, but sure. Good job." Somewere there was a little hint of reluctant agreement in there. He could've said something way worse, after all.

"Sunshine my ass. Shut up or I'll wear your ass on my foot like a boot," She grumbled. (Good! xD Mission accomplished.)

"Yeah, that's just cuz you have more practice on your knees," She shot back. She let out a half yelp, half bark as he picked her up and dropped her again, though she managed to catch herself in a sloppy lunge and save herself from tasting the snow again. She grumbled more swears under her breath, grumpily taking note of the fact she couldn't feel her feet, her hands were numb past the wrist, and her face and neck felt just about the same.

She stood slowly, breathing slow and steady to supress the shivers, sighed, and said after a moment, "... fine. You- you win. Sort of." It would've hurt her physically to choke those words out if she could actually feel it. Drat.

"It is kinda something I should be proud of." Axl replied with a snort. He would always be proud of holding back some things that shouldn't be said. "You couldn't if you tried." He taunted. He would NEVER shut up. Unless she did. He was a firm believer of treat others how you want to be treated- but taken VERY literally. If she stopped calling him 'kitty', which she had successfully not done for, like, a couple sentences, then he would stop with his words. "Sometimes I wonder if you have ANY filter." He lifted his lip in slight disgust. Way to bring up his eternal torture, thanks.

Axl licked his fangs and cocked his head, stepping back to narrow his eyes at her as she staggered back up. He could see how she was holding back shivers, and she was starting to speak. His eyes lit up with an evil glint as she spoke. "Aren't those words nice to hear." He hummed, a pleased expression flitting across his face as he rubbed his forearm, trying to give it some more heat. "Let's get in the truck- I don't fancy freezing my fingers off." He stated. Actually, he wasn't that cold, honestly. He was saying that so that she wouldn't freeze to death. He also didn't really want her to die.

Lieutenant Calvert

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"No, it definitely isn't," Norrie said flatly. That was definitely not something to be proud of, but whatever floats his sad little canoe. "Would you like me too?" She offered almost hopefully. A good firm ass-kicking was always a good time. For the kicker, not the kickee. If you were on the recieving end of a boot to the ass, especially Norrie's boot to the ass, you were in for one helluva bad time. Like, a terrible time. Fun for Norrie, though. "Wonder not, fair maiden, I ain't got none," She said, grinning wolfishly. That one was almost as bad as kitty.

"Yeah yeah good for you," Norrie grumbled unhappily. She cast him a glare and said pointedly, "Just because I chose not to try to become a human popsicle does NOT mean you get to give directions.... but yes. Let's do that." She made her way back to the truck with the walk of someone very unhappy with the outcome of something, but after a minute or so of enjoying the warmth of the humvee's heater, her fingers felt more like live fingers than those of a corpse. She cast a glance at her half-finished milkshake and wondered idly if putting it in the microwave would make it taste like warm chocolate milk before pulling out onto the road. Thankfully the evening traffic was gone by now, so there was nobody to make Norrie shout swears and excersise her middle finger.

Axl still thought it definitely was. Even with a filter he was just as bad as Norrie, in different ways, so he was quite pleased with himself for not raining hell upon all those who were listening. AKA... her. "Not really. If you did try, I would be sure to not let you get ANYWHERE near me." He eyed her skeptically. He knew she would NOT hold back on anything, from recent experiences, and he wanted to be able to walk back to the truck. "Too bad, princess.. no wonder I'm the only being who'll hang around you. I'm the only thing crazy enough." He snorted with a slight mocking tone to his voice.

"I wasn't giving directions, just making a suggestion." He lifted his hands; he was completely innocent. In that way. Specifically. Only. Axl followed her in an ambling pace to the truck, glad to be out of the cold wind at last. Snow melted in his hair after about a minute and cold water droplets ran down his shoulders and back, but everything was slowly warming up, including his metal arm which had almost started to stick. He had boasted and gloated much less than normal, but he didn't seem to notice as he peered out the window, eyes easily scanning everything even in the ever darkening sky. A finger silently tapped his thigh, unable to stay still as he watched out the windows, eyes flitting around, tuned in to every movement.