<span style="color: #FF8000">“Why the fuck is there milk in my coffee?”<br/><br/>“I-I thought th-that was how y-y-you wanted it, sir.”<br/><br/>“Oh really? And what could have possibly given you that idea, hmm? I thought I had stated I didn’t want milk! Worthless fucking morons, the bunch of you! Now go fetch me another cup of coffee, and gather everything else I had asked of you, or find yourselves waking up the next morning with parts of your anatomy missing.” <br/><br/>The small group of men standing before him all swallowed hard, then scattered.<br/><br/>Letting out an exasperated sigh, Lexington the Monkey Prince flopped on the couch in his quarters. It wouldn’t be a perfect day for him if he didn’t bitch about something. Those idiots should have known better to displease him like that. Soon, however, his thoughts were taken away from all of that. A familiar voice called out for him some distance away and then a scream of pain followed soon after. It was an odd thing, wouldn’t you know, no matter where he was he always seemed to be able to seek out the voice of his master. He was suddenly filled with elation and a grin spread wide across his face.<br/><br/>“My Panda Master!” He cried out, leaping off the couch in a gratuitously ungraceful manner. His master had returned! Sadly, Monkey didn’t have everything his master had requested; the thoughts had been lost to the wind ages ago thanks to his short attention span. “Panda! Panda! Panda!” He chanted while he ran down the hall, completely oblivious, nor very caring toward, what had just taken place. He came to a halt exactly a foot away from his master as soon as he caught up with him. His posture was straightened, though not by much, and that grin came back. “You called for me, Master?”</span><br/><br/>War's mood was a bit soured, though at the appearance of his Monkey Prince it changed for the better. “I did earlier,” he began with a grin. “Did you get those parts that I asked you to find?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">Monkey blinked once, tilting his head to the side a little. “Parts?” He repeated the word somewhat absently. His brow furrowed a bit while he thought about it, and then finally it clicked. “Oh, those parts you mean? Well… I… no.”</span><br/><br/>"Its ok," War said with a dismissive wave. "We need to find a doctor person....I...was bad again and Conquest is upset with me," he rolled his eyes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">Monkey frowned, "When isn't that bitch pissed off at you? She needs to get a better sense of humor!" He said as he let out a sigh. "No worries!" His mood then suddenly changed to something a bit more cheerful and he bounced on his heels a bit. "I will find you a docor! Yes I will, you can count on me!"</span><br/><br/>War grinned and clapped the other male on his shoulder, "That's my boy! We need one of those ones who like do the implant things, you know the ones who replace parts and stuff. Need to put an eye back into some guys head."<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Fun, fun! I'll bring you every doctor considered the finest! If one of them proves to be even the slightest bit incompitent, should I dispose of them immediately?" Always unable to hold back his bloodlust, Monkey was.</span><br/><br/>"No! We need them alive! But...." he glanced about before he looked back to his Monkey. "If you see any of Famine's men, please do feel free to slit of couple of throats," he grinned. "Now fetch me that doctor!"<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">Monkey returned the grin. "Slit the throats of Famine's men, fetch doctor. Got it!" With that, he turned and began to head off to do what he was told.<br/><br/>...until he'd forget about it sometime later. However, if slitting a few throats was part of the order, and would surely stick in his mind, he would not let his Master down.</span><br/><br/>That done, War just waited for his Monkey to return. A bit of excitement in his form as he waited his chance to please Conquest. This would be his huge chance to show her just how awesome he was and how well he could behave.