Bullet Eight [Action/Written]
[Heavy's standing a fair distance outside the doors of Azzip, just watching the goings-on inside. More specifically, he's watching Arthur make sandwiches. He's managed to get Sasha back, and he's propped her upright next to him. She's got no ammo, though; today isn't a day for fighting. Anyone within a fairly decent radius of him will probably be able to hear his stomach growl. While he's standing there, he slides a massive pen out of his journal and starts writing something.]
[Private; 10% Unhackable]
no teams. i cant believe it but there are no teams here. a red comrade attacked me + i am sure he is not spy. maybe doktor is not on team. he killed a blu but if there are no teams... blu is red is blu is all the same. should not have helped doktor. now i have no sandviches + i feel very bad. hope sandvich-comrade is still comrade. maybe we talk a little, da. ...maybe i find that blu too. if guide is right, he is alive now.
...who is comrade now? i dont know.
[He finishes writing, puts the pen + journal away, approaches Azzip, and knocks on the door/wall, trying to get Arthur's attention. He's being surprisingly polite about the whole thing... maybe he does have a little bit of diplomacy in him.]
[Private; 10% Unhackable]
no teams. i cant believe it but there are no teams here. a red comrade attacked me + i am sure he is not spy. maybe doktor is not on team. he killed a blu but if there are no teams... blu is red is blu is all the same. should not have helped doktor. now i have no sandviches + i feel very bad. hope sandvich-comrade is still comrade. maybe we talk a little, da. ...maybe i find that blu too. if guide is right, he is alive now.
...who is comrade now? i dont know.
[He finishes writing, puts the pen + journal away, approaches Azzip, and knocks on the door/wall, trying to get Arthur's attention. He's being surprisingly polite about the whole thing... maybe he does have a little bit of diplomacy in him.]