( and here he is trying to figure out just how his own heart works. what it really wants, instead of what his brain wants to make everything else shut the fuck up.
it also stands to reason that it would do him some good to be taken out of his own head every once in a while, but that isn't the point he's trying to make to himself here. so. fuck it, moving on β
his face does a funny thing when rex mentions the ones that must have designed both the fighter and navigator gear β something between a genuine smile and a curve of his mouth that essentially says lol what the fuck, dude β and he's shaking his head a little with a laugh. )
Shit, they probably have. Never thought about it that wayβ must be pretty fuckin' hard to be a nerd sometimes.
( no pun or innuendo intended, but of course we expect rex to take it that far. we might be surprised if he doesn't, honestly.
he thinks about how it's felt for him since he left the colonies, where he might have had free reign to wander around on the surface, but most of that had been finding ways to occupy himself and maybe have a little fun in the meantime. aboard the ships β¦
there is no denying the air had been a different kind of cold, filtered, too clean, but he hasn't really thought about it since he gets three square meals a day, can pick a fight when he can and shoot at alien motherfuckers as much as he's able.
and pretty much get laid any time he wanted. )
Feels pretty cooped up on the ships sometimes, I can't lie. But it's a small price to pay for bein' able to shoot shit and not get in trouble β¦ n'get laid whenever I want.
( you just had to throw that in out loud, didn't you? tch. )
rex y u gotta worry about what OTHER DUDES stick their dicks in .... lord
it also stands to reason that it would do him some good to be taken out of his own head every once in a while, but that isn't the point he's trying to make to himself here. so. fuck it, moving on β
his face does a funny thing when rex mentions the ones that must have designed both the fighter and navigator gear β something between a genuine smile and a curve of his mouth that essentially says lol what the fuck, dude β and he's shaking his head a little with a laugh. )
Shit, they probably have. Never thought about it that wayβ must be pretty fuckin' hard to be a nerd sometimes.
( no pun or innuendo intended, but of course we expect rex to take it that far. we might be surprised if he doesn't, honestly.
he thinks about how it's felt for him since he left the colonies, where he might have had free reign to wander around on the surface, but most of that had been finding ways to occupy himself and maybe have a little fun in the meantime. aboard the ships β¦
there is no denying the air had been a different kind of cold, filtered, too clean, but he hasn't really thought about it since he gets three square meals a day, can pick a fight when he can and shoot at alien motherfuckers as much as he's able.
and pretty much get laid any time he wanted. )
Feels pretty cooped up on the ships sometimes, I can't lie. But it's a small price to pay for bein' able to shoot shit and not get in trouble β¦ n'get laid whenever I want.
( you just had to throw that in out loud, didn't you? tch. )