Berkeley Damian Darcy (![]() ![]() |
Berk went from laughing to being punched in the face in less than a second, and really what the fuck just happened. He massaged his jaw with his hand trying to make sure it wasn't fucking dislocated when he looked up and finally realized that it was Finn McLaggen. "What the fuck, Finn! And where the fuck did you just come from?" Berk said knowing full in well that he lived in Puddlemere, which was no where near the base.
Then he noticed his other guys starting rushing across the hanger, because some civilian just rushed into a classified area and assaulted an officer. Berk just waved them off. "I got this." he said although he was pretty sure he was about to get punched in the face again. "Commodore's Son." he continued and that got them to back off still looking wary in their general direction.
"What the fuck is wrong with you. You know better than to pull shit like this, you'll end up arrested and they aren't going to give a shit who your dad is." Berk hissed, trying to ignore the pain spreading through his face. "Now why don't you use your words like a big boy and tell me what has you acting like an idiot."
Then he noticed his other guys starting rushing across the hanger, because some civilian just rushed into a classified area and assaulted an officer. Berk just waved them off. "I got this." he said although he was pretty sure he was about to get punched in the face again. "Commodore's Son." he continued and that got them to back off still looking wary in their general direction.
"What the fuck is wrong with you. You know better than to pull shit like this, you'll end up arrested and they aren't going to give a shit who your dad is." Berk hissed, trying to ignore the pain spreading through his face. "Now why don't you use your words like a big boy and tell me what has you acting like an idiot."
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