I PROLLY SHOULDN'T, BUT THIS IS A SCI-FI RP YEAH!!!! (CLOSED) (#LARSTORIA)

(lol)
Lars rolled his eyes. "Honestly do you even pay attention half the time I'm talking? Cus it kinda feels like you don't!"

“Well, I’m trying to save our sorry butts while you go loading the bay with bombs that you handed me to carry!” Victoria cried.

"Well I'm sorry! Okay?!" He was almost on the verge of tears.

“Okay. Okay,” Victoria sighed. “Sorry. Just…” she glared at Oliver “… stressed.”

Oliver scoffed. "Well you have the right to be. This is gonna be the riskiest job since the Qualthor Heist."

“Shut up,” Victoria snapped.

//gtg

(Aw bye)

(Yo you back for this?)

//yep

Lars shook his head as if to clear it. "We'll take the job. Just this once though."

Victoria shook her head, slightly disgusted.

Oliver nodded. "You can head back to your ship I'll send the orders directly there."

(Hey)

//hi

(Heya, I'm finally back. Someone jacked my ipad, so i had to get it back and that took a while. Perhaps Brella should be at the shipyard looking for transport, and flag Lars down as he comes in?)

(Sure!)

(Alright. I'll wait for your go. I just want to be sure I don't rush my character in and make it awkward.)

(I actually gtg my guy sorry)

(No worries. It's late, I understand.)

//hi. Shall we continue?

(Yeasss)
Lars stood up and gave Victoria one last wounded glance before starting towards the door.

“Hey! Wait for me!” Victoria rushed after him and slung an arm around Lars’s shoulder. “If you’re dying, I’m coming too. It sounds like quite the expirience.”

//just so you know I’m shipping it

(lol I was hoping you would say that)
Lars smiled a little. "Yeah…just don't hope it's too painful…"

“Eh. I can deal with physical pain,” Victoria shrugged. “Did I ever tell you about the scars on my wrist?”

"No you didn't." He looked at her. "Where are they from?"

“Well, when I was four, I tried to fix my, uh… my dad’s blender. It was broken. I ended up exploding the blade somehow,” Victoria laughed. “It looks like I’m suicidal now, but I always wear long sleeves, so its okay.”

"Aw man…." He frowned. "That's awful." He thought for a moment, then pulled the collar of his shirt down a bit. "See that one? I got it from a venomous snake on Zephyr."

“Venomous snake! How did you find an antidote?” Victoria asked. By this point, they had reached the busy main compound and were close to their ship. “Especially on Zephyr!”

"Well my brother got the medic in time who happened to have the antidote." He shrugged. "Apparently it's a common thing on Zephyr."
(I gtg get hot chocolate my guy)