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[needadspnsrhere]

[Scout's been doing what he does best-- Scouting. Running around, wondering where he's going to find the spawn point. He's almost searched every nook and cranny he can get in. Been slapped a few times for peeping-tommery and chased with a knife for it

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[notintehkitchen]

[Scout might find himself passing a giant red rubber blob who does a double take and turns her head around in the direction he's headed in.

Was that the damn BLU Scout? Where was he zipping off to?]

[needadspnsrhere]

[Scout, in a cloud of dust skids to a stop with the bottom of his cleats and turns around, blinking. A fucking RED. Lovely. And a god damn Pyro at that.]

Oh good, I was hoping to pound a fuckface in today, I'm in just the mood.

[notintehkitchen]

[Pyro will not tolerate your filthy mouth. As she huddas, she goes into detail about how you're young and shouldn't kiss your mother with that mouth. Oh well, not like you have any chance to kiss her anyways since RED Spy is always shagging her.

Taking out her axe, she uses her free hand to shoo him off. She'd prefer NOT to deal with Scout in any way, shape or form. Her flamethrower is missing and she only has her physical strength and shotgun to rely on.]

[needadspnsrhere]

[Using his bat, Scout puts it up to his ear and pretends-- well no not so much, he sort of understands Pyroese-- that he didn't hear what was being said.]

What was that? Sorry, I don't speak pussy-bitch RED.

[He smirks.]

OHho, Mister tough guy hm? Look Pally, I dunno if your Scout's ever told you-- but you stand shit all chance. Just lay down and play dead for your own fuckin' good.

[notintehkitchen]

[Thanks but no thanks, Scout. She isn't a coward unlike most of you BLUs. She holds absolutely no respect for your types. You exist, she has to deal with you. That's about it. If she burns you, it's the best part of meeting you in the whole entire day.

Taking her axe in both hands now, she lets out a low groan to warn him off once more. If he doesn't run away on his speedy feet, Pyro will begin striking.]

[needadspnsrhere]

[Scout pounds the baseball bat into his hand on the long side repeatedly.]

You think I'm scared of your fuckin' little axe thing? ..You're dumber than you look. You gotta HIT me for that shit to touch me.

[He's not advancing, but at the same time, he's not retreating either.]

[notintehkitchen]

[This is like some ridiculous melee Mexican stand off. Too bad she doesn't have that damn sombrero on her head.

Staring him down, she doesn't make any sudden moves. A Scout's speed is their strongest asset. If she charged him, he would just move out of the way.]

[needadspnsrhere]

[And Scout knows this. But he's not stupid enough to go at her first if he doesn't have to.]

Just what I thought, fuckin' RED's are scared as li'l teeny babies. Gonna go home and cry t'yer medic?

[notintehkitchen]

[Pushing up her mask just over her mouth, Pyro hesitated to speak. It had been a long time since she had spoken like a man and lowered her voice to a deeper tone.]

Go away. There is no reason for us to fight one another in this world. If we die, we really will die.

[needadspnsrhere]

[Scout wouldn't really know a fake voice, not unless it was ugly Spy's ugly voice. Which has to be fake, no fucking moron talks like that guy.]

Pfft.
Bullshit, Pally. In fact- why don't you test out where the respawn is? Lemme know so it saves my ass runnin' around here.

[notintehkitchen]

What reason do I have to lie? I would take great pleasure in killing you over and over again and listening to your pain and agony. However, not when I can't just repeatedly kill you. That's no good for me. I'm not a real murderer.

[needadspnsrhere]

[Scout eyes the axe wielding member of the opposite team.]

All'a that sounds fuckin' lovely flowers peaches and mother fuckin' puppies. But we are what we fuckin' are. You think just 'cause we're stuck here on this map that I'm gonna like, throw on a fuckin' apron and shove a cookie sheet out on a fuckin' like ... Cake pan so you can flame the fuckers and we start some sorta cookie business?

Fuck no I ain't. I don't trust you fucks for one fuckin' minute not to do away with me or Sniper.

[notintehkitchen]

It'd be preferable to whatever you intend on doing. Besides, everyone likes cookies.

Just so you know, I have been in direct contact with your Sniper up close. I do not mean him harm, feel free to ask him yourself.

If it helps you better, think of it this way; if we work together we can go back home and start pointlessly killing each other again all that much faster.