oo4. haven't slept for weeks, drink some of this. it'll put color in your cheeks

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[Pyro is just walking around, like usual Mayfield. But today he looks a lot more tired than usual: his steps falter and sometimes he looks close to falling on his face. Every time he trips on himself, he manages to get back up, muttering to himself. Approach him if you dare.]

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[A few hours and a short nap later, Pyro

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*Uh-oh, teammate in trouble. Sniper spots BLU Pyro from where he's currently sitting on the roof of his house avoiding his drone family. The third time Pyro nearly faceplants Sniper decides he should probably at least say something.*

You okay there Pyro?

*He's not calling you a mumbling abomination, it's almost like he cares.*

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[He immediately stops at looks up, his eyes wide. His wary expression is broken by a yawn as he gives a shallow wave.]

Yeah, 'course. Never better. Y'know, ground's just being a fucking bitch. Thing does that sometimes, dunno why.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Th' ... ground.

I don't think th' ground is th' one to blame here.

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What? Why not? I ain't done nothin' wrong. [He yawns again, his posture faltering. Just as his eyes start to droop, he snaps into an upright position.]

Uh. Yeah. Y'know. The fuck're you on the roof, Snipes?

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*You're not doing anything to dissuade him of the notion that you're absolutely insane Pyro.*

If you wanna blame th' ground go roight ahead. But I don't think it's listenin' to ya.

*Sniper stands up and disappears over the line of the roof towards his backyard. He reappears a few moments later, on the ground and opening the gate in the fence so he can approach Pyro.*

I'm avoidin' all th drones in my house.

[hotfrombehind]

Fucking thing never does, man. That why you're always up in high places, or did y'just get used to it or some shit like that?

[Watching him move so he has something to focus on; it helps him stay awake.] Oh. Yeah, makes sense. Is everyone there a fuckin' drone?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Th' whole lot 'f em. Wanna take a few of 'em off my hands for me? Or eat one of the dozens of casseroles that woman in there makes a day.

An' I'm always up high because I have a better view and it's less likely people'll sneak up on me. Me an' the ground haven't gotten into a fight like th' two of you seem t' have.

[hotfrombehind]

Nah, I'm good, thanks. Lucky me, I have such an awesome non drone housemate. [Carefully avoiding the word spouse and wife there, yep.]

Wary about the frog? Maybe we should, y'know, go find him and mess with him a bit. Might be fun, y'know?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Jus' rub it in mate.

I'm trying t' avoid him. Maybe he'll jus' forget I'm even here.

It has nothing to do with playercest issues, nope.

[hotfrombehind]

Oh, I will. Did I mention she's a real good cook? And she has magic powers, too, it's real fucking nifty.

Mmn. Maybe. Doubt it. Guy hasn't bugged me at all, but I bet he's just scared'a me'r somethin'.

Of course not. Never.

[bye_to_yer_head]

She has magic powers? You shittin' me?

He doesn't want t' get in the way of the feud you have with the concrete. Seriously though, what th' hell have you been drinkin'?

Never in my life. Pyro is just obviously too blind to find him.

[hotfrombehind]

Nope. Dunno what they do exactly, she won't fuckin' tell me all the details. But they usually have to do with fuckin' protecting people'r somethin'.

Nothin', I fuckin' hate drinking. It tastes fuckin' gross and it's for fuckin' cowards who can't face reality.

Indeed. He's too busy talking to the concrete. Spy is just to stealthy to be found.

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*Low blow Pyro.*

That's not exactly... Foine. Whatever you wanna think. So what th' hell is wrong with you then. You look loike you're about to fall over.

Well, he IS a Spy.

[hotfrombehind]

[In which he insulted half the Mayfield population.]

Nothing is fuckin' wrong with me, thought I said that already. Just, y'know, been awake for a while, I guess.

He's got the cloak and dagger on 24/7. Just .. standing around.

[bye_to_yer_head]

More than three days? I've been there, you start seein' things that aren't there.

Like the creeper he is. Yep, sounds like good ol' Spy.

[hotfrombehind]

Yeah, guess. I haven't fuckin' been keeping track.

But I ain't hallucinating yet. Just-- y'know. Hard t'stand sometimes, I guess, but I still think that's the fuckin' ground being a bitch.