[Heavy woke up in a place that looked nothing like where he'd been prior. RED base was hardly this comfy and nice smelling. It smelled like MEN. Not... nice pretty flowers. But that was unimportant. He'd woken up in a new place sure, but he'd woken up in a new place sure without something he SHOULD have. Anyone walking by 307 Miller Street might
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Aww geez... seriously?
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YOU!
[Yes you. You better run Scout. Because he's not happy, at all.]
You took my gun! Little teeny man give back or squish like tiny bug! [He's already running full force at Scout from the other side of the street. Big hands out and ready to grab for him and pound him into the sidewalk if he can.]
(ooc: Funny enough I was watching this while checking my tags and tagging fff)
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Well, just like old times! He's jumping out of the way and plans to lead you on a merry chase.]
I didn't take yer freakin' gun, fatty! What the hell would I want with that thing anyway?
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Not matter! Still break you when catch you! Come here! [He needed roller blades to keep up with this guy.]
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I don't think so, chucklenuts! Ya must've just shown up in town, huh? Otherwise I woulda heard ya screamin' yer head off a lot sooner!
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[Don't mind him grabbing a rolled up newspaper someone failed to pick up earlier... and chucking it hard at Scout. His aim is far from perfect, so it will most likely miss.]
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Ya kinda made it my business now, fatty! I was just sittin' around, mindin' my own business. Yer the one that started screamin' in my face!
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And I will put fist in face next!
[He actually gains a little ground, for only a moment, and swings hard. Oh course Scout is still too far ahead to ever get close enough for a hit.]
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[At this point he decides to leap his skinny butt onto the nearest roof, out of Heavy's arm's reach.],/i>
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