11-30-2003, 07:41 PM
"Hey, I'm exactly happy with there being two of us either, but there's no need to be upset about it." Tank said as he held out a hand to his double.
T2 swatted the hand away and picked himself up. "Get away from me. I have no interest of being helped by the likes of you."
Tank raised an eyebrow at this. "Being rather harsh on yourself aren't you?"
"You are not me." T2 pointed a finger at Tank, his face a scowl.
"Now if that isn't rapidly becoming a fact to me..." Tank muttered dryly.
"Your sarcasm annoys me." T2 growled out, his hand near his saber.
"Your un-Jedi like actions worry me more." Tank responded, keeping his arms crossed.
T2 blinked a sec, then snorted. "Feh...like I care about your worries."
Tank shrugged. "For being a duplicate of me you sure seem very angry.'
"I told you, you are not me!" T2 yelled.
"No, but you are me. And after I've dealt with R2Vader, we will figure a way out of this mess he..."
"R2Vader caused this?" T2 inturrupted.
"Sure looks like it." Tank jerked a thumb over at the astromech port.
T2 gazed at it, his eyes narrowing. He started to stroll towards the door when Tank called out, "Where are you going?"
"I'll be back." T2 said over his shoulder.
T2 swatted the hand away and picked himself up. "Get away from me. I have no interest of being helped by the likes of you."
Tank raised an eyebrow at this. "Being rather harsh on yourself aren't you?"
"You are not me." T2 pointed a finger at Tank, his face a scowl.
"Now if that isn't rapidly becoming a fact to me..." Tank muttered dryly.
"Your sarcasm annoys me." T2 growled out, his hand near his saber.
"Your un-Jedi like actions worry me more." Tank responded, keeping his arms crossed.
T2 blinked a sec, then snorted. "Feh...like I care about your worries."
Tank shrugged. "For being a duplicate of me you sure seem very angry.'
"I told you, you are not me!" T2 yelled.
"No, but you are me. And after I've dealt with R2Vader, we will figure a way out of this mess he..."
"R2Vader caused this?" T2 inturrupted.
"Sure looks like it." Tank jerked a thumb over at the astromech port.
T2 gazed at it, his eyes narrowing. He started to stroll towards the door when Tank called out, "Where are you going?"
"I'll be back." T2 said over his shoulder.
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Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.
Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.