HEY BUTTER BARS (THAT MEANS YOU TRITT)

Good job on the commission you crazy fuck. If anyone was going to lead a bunch of troops it should probably be the cleverest guy in the platoon.

That being said, I'm gonna have to start charging you for the ass savings you're gonna need if we give you a map and a compass, because as you well know, butter bars don't know shit even if they do know shit because officers are the devil oorah?

Laugh it on up, but they needed replacements for officers at the small-unit level after Earth, and where better to get them by commissioning senior NCOs? Besides...I liked leading a platoon, way back when.

That said, believe you me, I am very much aware of the hypocrisy.

And I will be reminding you of the hypocrisy on a regular basis. Especially if I run into you, which is unlikely since I'm too busy testing experimental technology most of the time now.

Have I mentioned I fucking love working in R&D?

I see you didn't die.

Oh yeah, and who the hell calls someone butter bars?

Human slang for a Second Lieutenant...not typically used in an affectionate manner.

Silly boy, I'm essentially immortal.

Or at least I tell myself that. Really I'm just a lot of cyberware.

Hope you don't catch a virus from all that asari porn.

Gunny, can I just say you humans are fucking weird when it comes to slang like that? A lot of things, actually.

Your planet looks nice, by the way.

...Wait, I don't recognize your name, have we talked before?

I don't have asari porn I just live on Thessia and can be very personable.

I'll give you a hint, Gunny - it begins with K, ends with C, I was ten kinds of idiotic race traitor/stereotype I guess, and I really think I was hallucinating most of what I remember of the last year or so. Two year- three, actually.

Damn. Three years of CDN.

Also Arbitrary how the fuck do you still have that mansion? Thessia got stomped.

I fixed it. Well. Had it fixed. It's been an entire year y'know :|

I was kinda asleep for like half of it, and the other half was getting up on my feet.

So yeah, still got some catching up to do.

I'm still wondering how you're not dead. The anti-rejection drugs for your synth parts must be fucking ludicrous to buy, among other things.

Do you still have that dumb skull tattoo thing? And the arm knives?

I'm working corporate. The health plan is pretty good.

That being said, not having an immune system to speak of helps with avoiding the worst rejection effects.

Anyways, no skull tattoo, and only one arm knife since it's on the arm that didn't get severed at the forearm.

Can you just not use the arm knife thing at all? We have omni-blades, and even those are pushing the limits of... stupid, let's call it.

Guns are kinda great because you don't have to get in a fool's face to kill him. Alternatively, omni-tool weaponry. Anything but the fucking arm blades, Arbit.

...I'm still wondering why they're letting a quarian own a mansion. On Thessia. Maybe it's just because I'm a tad bit aware that almost everyone hates us, I guess?

Oh, I did. Or have you forgotten already? :)

Hey, for the people who don't get the inside jokes, why's Mr. Good Looking in Uniform a hypocrite for being an officer?

'Cos the bastard spent most of his time on the old forums bitching about officers, as I recall. So now he's a hypocrite on top of everything else.

As you'd say, Drew---cheers.

And Halley? Hard to forget.

Nothing wrong with officers... so long as they know what they're doing and who to listen to.

Not that I'm military.

Officers are officers, meaning its something you have to deal with, be it for the better or the worse.

So do I call you LT or Gunny now?

Fuck it, you're still Gunny. LT just sounds wrong when referring to your beret wearing ass.