BLU's Happy Place

[bye_to_yer_head]

Who: BLU Sniper bye_to_yer_head and YOU!
Where: Welcome t' Australia mate! And you didn't even have to get up.
Rating: PG at the most. (shockingly)
Summary: BLU may be a miserable alcoholic, but somewhere, locked away in his mind, is something far, far better. The man he used to be.

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[meettheknife]

[Ah. Once again he's not in his usual dream setting. This is all terribly disappointing, it's hot and there don't seem to be women about.

He squints into the distance, noticing the figure in the distance. He makes his way toward him as silently as possible, trying to figure out who it is.]

Sni...per?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Not even startled Sniper looked up at Spy. "G'day! This don't seem loike the kind of place t' see you around. Unless you started fishin' when I wasn't looking."

Smiling down at the carving in his hands he pulled out a smaller pocketknife, shaving away at some smaller details.

[meettheknife]

[Eugh, that smile is offputting. What are you doing, Sniper.]

I came 'ere on a whim. Funny, I expected you to scowl about me sneaking up be'ind you.

[bye_to_yer_head]

"What for?"

He didn't seem to particularly care that there was aa deadly RED Spy behind him.

[meettheknife]

"Because you are always paranoid zat I am going to bury a knife into your back..." He murmers an innuendo under his breath and leans against the tree.

"Australia is lovely."

[bye_to_yer_head]

He frowned briefly, unsure what Spy was getting at, but immediately brightened when the talk turned back to the landscape.

"It sure is mate. Never gets too cold, th' huntin' is always good. It's roight peaceful." He takes a deep breath, looking over the lake to the far horizon. "I love it."

[meettheknife]

Spy smiles softly. He likes this Sniper, he seems terribly innocent. It makes him wonder what happened to him that resulted in such a dramatic change.

He's sure it has to be more than simply becoming a mercenary.

"So, 'ave you lived 'ere your whole life?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Sure 'ave. Don't see any reason t' leave." He turned back to his carving, slowly chisling away with a practiced hand. "Moight travel someday, but I'll always come back. This place is home."

He scooched over a little so Spy could share the blanket he was sitting on if he wanted. "And you? You got some place ya call home?"

[meettheknife]

"Interesting. If that is so, zen 'ow do you know me?" He hesitates as the other moves and seems reluctant to sit. He comes to the conclusion that this is a dream and therefore his suit is safe and he sits beside the other.

"If we are refering to ze dictionary definition, France. I prefer to consider myzhelf a nomad."

[bye_to_yer_head]

"S'nothin' wrong with movin' around, but don't ya want some stability?" Ironic considering he was destined to end up living in a camper that moved around.

He ignored the question, it didn't mesh at all with his current timeline or why he was out there or what was going on. With dream logic he simply knew that he was an acquaintance with the Spy and was unconcerned with why that was or how they knew each other.

[meettheknife]

"Not particularly. No. Zat sort of zhing is boring to me."

He gives a small shrug. It's not like he's never considered it before, but it's never been something of interest. He's certain he would get bored with it in a month or two and go about pissing his wife off to make things interesting.

"What about yourzhelf?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Already there mate." He held up his left hand, twisting the silver wedding band around his finger.

"You think everything is boring. You really need t' learn t' relax."

[meettheknife]

He leans in curiously as he raises his hand. This was unexpected. Was this what BLU Sniper aspired for? No. He seems younger here, untravelled. Is this a flashback?

The gears are turning in Spy's mind as he nods, covering his inquisitive look with a smirk. "Nevermind me. Who is ze lucky lady?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Her name's Brandy, and she's th' best sheila a guy could hope fer." He grins a little stupidly, obviously quite in love.

"This is fer her." He holds up the wooden carving.

[meettheknife]

"Oh really?" He leans closer to inspect the carving with a raised eyebrow. "What makes 'er ze best? Is it because she puts up wizh you?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Very funny." But he grins, smiling came easily to this much younger Sniper.

"Nah she's jus'..... It's hard t' explain mate. But you'll know it when ya got it. She's my everythin'."