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Blame :: Soldier/EngineerEngineer was tired, and needed to rest. The day's battle had finally ended, only moments ago, and the mercenaries of RED were trudging slowly back into their base with a defeated look.
Indeed, they had been defeated. Sent to respawn countless times, being killed mercilessly and having the intelligence stolen from right under Engineer's sentry.
Well, not right under. It was across the room, in what Engineer had though was a good spot. Apparently, it wasn't.
The BLU Spy had snuck in, sapping the RED sentry, and when Engineer went over to fix it, the BLU Scout sped into the room, snatched up the intel and ran off, resulting in another loss for the REDs.
Engineer was more tired than he'd ever been, and just wanted to head to his room and sleep.
However, he was stopped in the respawn room. Scout and Soldier had gotten in another fight, and were yelling at each other over whose fault the loss was.
"You coulda blown 'im up with ya
The First Ceasefire - Chapter 17 :: RunningMedic had followed Scout around after lunch, making sure he didn't sneak off again.
In the evening, after Scout had fully packed his stuff for the two week ceasefire, he headed outside to practice running.
Medic followed after him like a determined puppy, sitting down on a crate to watch the younger boy run.
Scout started out with a slow jog, but when he tried to go faster, he would only fall on his face.
"OOF!" He moaned, falling into the dirt again. "Why can't I go faster?" He asked Medic, looking to him.
Medic shrugged, looking thoughtful. "Actually, try zhat again. I zhing I know vhat zhe matter is."
With a sigh, Scout got to his feet. He began jogging again, gradually getting faster, but as soon as he went past a casual jog, he tripped, almost falling over.
"There. Whas'samatter?" He asked, brushing invisible dust off his front.
Medic frowned slightly. "Do zhat again, but try leaning back a bit. Vhen you run, you tend to lean forvards, und zhat causes your leg to lock."
Memories :: Chapter 12Purple. That was the first thing you registered when the elevator doors slid open.
Lots and lots of purple. Purple walls, purple carpet, purple ceiling. Too much purple, that's for sure.
An assistant waved to you from down the hall. "C-Come with me please, Miss." He said as you approached him. He was about your age, wearing a purple polo shirt and black slacks. His brown hair was cut neatly, and when he smiled it showed off perfect teeth.
"Just through here, if you w-would." He said, smiling again.
"Thank you. What's your name?" You asked, trying to make conversation.
"We d-don't use n-names here, Miss. Same with the t-teams. My title, as you would call it, i-is Helper." He shrugged. "I run errands and d-do whatever I can to help the Administrator."
"Oh. My name is (F/N). Nice to meet you, Helper." You said with a smile.
"Nice to m-meet you, Miss (F/N)."
You giggled. "There's no need to call me 'Miss', I'm not anybody special."
"O-oh, alright, Miss. Um, so
Memories :: Chapter 11"It all started like, thirteen years ago. I was ten, living with my Ma, my seven olda' brothers, n'my Dad. I was closer to my dad than anybody else, and then, he just... Died. That just left the nine of us. Ma had to get a job, and she was working every day. She didn't even have Sundays off...
So, anyways, she finally gets like, a three day vacation, and goes out and does whatever stuff she does at the mall or whatever all day, and she comes back around like, dinner time with some strange dude. When I say strange, I mean really strange. He talked funny, walked funny, and even dressed funny."
You nodded, listening intently.
"So, this weirdo sits down at the table, and Ma says he's a good friend, although none a' her friends were dudes, just ladies. And none a' them wore suits either... He says his name was Acelin or something, I didn't pay attention.
So he's sitting there, right, like some sorta' creeper. He's staring at me, and finally he actually s
Cigarettes :: Scout/Spy [GIFT]It was late, and to his defense, Scout thought everyone else was asleep. He was outside, trying to blow off the energy that was preventing him from sleeping.
It was so hot outside, his red shirt was practically drenched with sweat.
He sped around the corner of the large red building, and nearly smashed into someone.
"Bonjour, mom ami. Where's the fire?" Spy asked sarcastically.
"Shut up, faggot. Why're you awake anyways?"
"I could ask ze same to 'ou."
"I couldn't sleep, okay? Wait, why am I telling you this?" Scout huffed exasperatedly.
Spy took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag.
Scout leaned against the wall a foot or so from the Frenchman.
"So." Spy tried to start some sort of conversation.
"What?" Scout snapped.
Spy rolled his eyes. "Zigarette?" He offered.
"Nevah smoked before..." Scout shrugged.
"I can teach 'ou, if 'ou'd like..."
Scout shrugged. "Awright..."
Spy handed him a cigarette, and Scout
Memories :: Chapter 10After you had showered and dressed, you headed to the mess hall, where you knew most of the mercenaries would be sitting and eating breakfast.
Scout waved to you when you entered, and you waved back. "Good morning, cupcake!" Soldier yelled across the table. Engineer nodded to you from the kitchen, where he stood next to a stove. Pyro, Sniper and Demoman were also there, seated at the table.
You grinned. "G'morning, guys!" You chirped as you sat down next to Scout, who passed you a plate. "Pancakes n'stuff's on the table if ya want it."
"Thanks." You accepted the plate, stacking two pancakes on the plate and dousing them with syrup.
"So, you've got a battle soon?" You asked.
"YES!" Soldier yelled from across the table (again).
"Oh, okay. Cool."
"Solly, would'ja mind shuttin' up for once?" Scout groaned.
"I can not shut up! Sun Tzu was never told to shut up! Sun Tzu also said that the fourth constant factor in was is the Cmmander! Which is me! The Commander
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