Thirty-one Fires Set

[muffled_noises]

...He's gone for real this time. Not really gone, but that's not the Medic I know....This makes twice now.

What can you do, though? Nothing...I'm stuck here like everyone else. Just leave me alone for a few days.

*If anyone's feeling particularly adventurous, Pyro's on his porch, playing with a lighter. Nothing's being set on fire, surprisingly

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Placeholder til I know traumatic hand incident outcome.

[wristsniper]

[She won't assume she's an exception.]

Does that include me?

I shouldn't be laughing so hard

[muffled_noises]

*There's a pause before he answers.*

...No.

WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ALL???

[wristsniper]

Then let me know when or if you want company.

...or, if you keep this up too long, I'll just show up at your door.

"TRAUMATIC HAND INCIDENT" IS REALLY FUNNY IN MY MIND

[muffled_noises]

...Your choice.

LMAO SO UNFUNNY TO ME RIGHT NOW.

[wristsniper]

I'll... in a while, I'll come over.

[muffled_noises]

...I'll be outside. No need to rush or anything.

[wristsniper]

I just need to finish cleaning my uniform.

I'll see you soon.

[muffled_noises]

...Alright.

[wristsniper]

[She shows up a few hours later with two medium-sized bags. One is very full, and one seems to have only one small object in it.

Her hands are bandaged, and the way she's holding the bags is slightly awkward.

She approaches the porch and sits beside him.]

[muffled_noises]

*Pyro looks mildly worried.*

Never ask for help, do you?

[wristsniper]

Not when it's not necessary, no.

Take care of this for me when it's convenient, please.

[She hands over the bags, one of which is full of bandages and rags and the tatters of her shirt that she would love to see burned.

The other has a small maroon box with gold lettering. She vaguely hopes it looks like an afterthought.]

[muffled_noises]

*He peeks in the overstuffed bag and sets it aside for now.*

Want me to burn those now? *He asks as he peeks into the second. He raises an eyebrow and opens it up.*

...Thanks.

[wristsniper]

Whenever. I'd like to be there when you do it, though.

[She waves off the second part.] I found it in the house and didn't need it. I thought you'd appreciate it more.

[She is a liar, but you knew that.]

[muffled_noises]

It might make me feel better.

*Yeah, he's poking at the bag, but he's far more interested in the light/cig case combo.* I'd call you a liar, but I think you'd get mad.

[wristsniper]

It would definitely make me feel better.

[An eyebrow raise, and she glances at him out of the corner of her eye.]

Hn. Maybe someone gave it to me for my birthday and I forgot. Did you dig through all the drawers in my house when I wasn't looking? [There's not even a hint of meanness in her voice, besides what is natural. She's glad of the banter, honestly. It hasn't been a good week, so far.]

[muffled_noises]

...We can burn it right now, then.

*He manages a smile.* Nah...I don't think I did.