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Sep. 6th, 2015 02:12 am
buildsfriends: (freckles can't talk)
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"HELLO.

I would like...ten sandwiches. Some of them are for frien- one of them is for friends.

Please make them the long kind. THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT."

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Date: 2015-09-24 12:51 am (UTC)
maime: (Oh right the horrible throat injury)
From: [personal profile] maime
[He should have known that word would be too technically for Caboose]

meant how are you
no trouble I hope

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Date: 2015-09-24 12:56 am (UTC)
maime: Caitie why do you need this (FUUUUUUCK)
From: [personal profile] maime
[One of these days someone needs to think of a way to explain to Caboose that Maine is not a girl]

no
can't talk
throat all busted up

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Date: 2015-09-24 02:03 am (UTC)
maime: (:/)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Considering whether it's wise to give Caboose this sort of information.

Then realizes that the guy will probably forget it the next day anyway, based on what he's seen so far.]


down the street a ways
Says 34 on the mailbox

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Date: 2015-09-24 02:48 am (UTC)
maime: (What do you mean I can't beat him up)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Maine has no idea Caboose doesn't actually live with Wash so truly it would have been a hassle all around. Why else would Wash's fridge be full of orange juice?

When the door opens without warning, Maine's first instinct is to go for the magnum pistol strapped to his thigh. Except, he's not been out yet today and he's not wearing his armor. Or his helmet. He was going to grab it before he answered the door. Well, at least this way he doesn't accidentally end up shooting Caboose.

He does, however, cuff Caboose upside the head.]

Don't let yourself in.

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Date: 2015-09-25 08:23 pm (UTC)
maime: (NO REASON!!!)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Maine takes a moment to stare at Caboose in disbelief. It's one think with his helmet on but does he look like a lady to you?? Come on Caboose.

After a moment he just gives up and gestures towards the living room where Oreo's massive enclosure sits. He's sitting in his little wading pool at the moment, chilling in the sun coming through the screen door.]

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Date: 2015-10-01 02:20 am (UTC)
maime: (FUCK YOU SIGMA)
From: [personal profile] maime
[He's really starting to see why Wash is so tired now. You are a handful and a half.

That said, Maine actually still for a moment too because he also forgot. Still not answering, he trudges over to where he's left his helmet to put it on. Maybe it doesn't matter at this point but WHATEVER MAN. Finally he walks back over to where Caboose is crouching.]


Said you didn't like text.

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Date: 2015-10-03 03:08 am (UTC)
maime: I must have it (That looks wildly dangerous)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Somehow, Maine doubts Caboose is actually good at investing. Not that he needs help with that anyway. He shakes his head.]

Just checking on you.

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Date: 2015-10-07 03:14 am (UTC)
maime: ([plots nefariously])
From: [personal profile] maime
[THAT SPECIFICITY.... IT MEANS THAT HAS HAPPENED BEFORE.]

Good.
[Looking at Caboose, looking at Oreo.]

Do you want to take him for a walk?

Date: 2015-10-10 09:16 pm (UTC)
maime: (too high)
From: [personal profile] maime
[The misunderstanding continue. Maine's tempted to just let him figure it out himself but he doesn't trust Caboose's mental faculties to register that he isn't flying.]

Doesn't have wings, so no flying.
[In any case, he grabs the lizard and the leash+harness that he was somehow able to find in the big guys size. Once Oreo is strapped in, Maine sets him down and holds out the leash to Caboose.]

Date: 2015-10-10 11:23 pm (UTC)
maime: ([AGITATED GROWLING NOISES])
From: [personal profile] maime
[Oh my god it's literally like you need to be babysat. Not that he was going to let Caboose walk the lizard alone anyway, but still. Maine follows Caboose out, and once they're on the sidewalk he does remove Oreo from his perch because come on.]

Date: 2015-10-12 05:53 pm (UTC)
maime: (EAT GRENADE BITCHES)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Oh, he named his gun. Of course he did. He's not sure how he feels about this being toted around near his lizard but he'll have to just watch him closely, he supposes.

He just sort of rumbles before setting off down the sidewalk towards the objective, the nearby park. C'mon Boose.]

Date: 2015-10-17 01:30 am (UTC)
maime: [muffled Sarge in the distance] (SHOTGUN)
From: [personal profile] maime
[Someone should tell him sometime so he doesn't have to worry.

Now, you might think that Maine would be annoyed by all the talking, quiet as he generally is. But no, he actually doesn't mind the noise. Caboose seems to be enjoying himself and that's not bad. A tad bit overwhelming, maybe. At least it's pretty clear Caboose doesn't expect answers to his tidal wave of questions.

He basically has to reach out and pat Caboose on his helmeted head. Good kid. Even if he's technically an adult.]


Be gentle with the dogs
[Just in case.]

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