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[un_beau_coquin]

At least I still 'ave my cigarettes. [He opens up his case and lights up.

Currently, his back is facing the camera, the only signs of movement from him being the rise and fall of his chest as he takes a few drags of his cigarette.]

Now zhen. Gentlemen. While I do enjoy a good game every now and zhen myself, I do not appreciate zhis one. A teleporter

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[retardantflame]

Yeah, count me in. There ain't anythin' to burn here. Hell, I'm usin' up my fuel to keep warm. I'm freezin'! Just find me a damn heavy, lots of fat on them. Spies are fun too, though. Want to have a behind-duel? If we get out of here, f***. Any ideas?

[un_beau_coquin]

Non. And I do not wish to brainstorm wizh you; for all I know, your brain is probably scrambled eggs due to zhe asbestos in your suit.

[retardantflame]

...says the guy who wears a tight mask on his head. Asbestos doesn't impair thinking skills, dumbass. And besides, I've got my mask on most of the time. No asbestos can get through this baby! [She taps her helmet.] But if this bastard doesn't want to, I can probably melt something to get out. [She looks up.] Open sky, maybe I can use a flare. Fuck you, Spy. I'll get out on my own.

[un_beau_coquin]

Go ahead. I would razzer you keep to your own business zhan drag me into anyzhing. You will probably end up setting me on fire for zhe fun of it. [He snorts.] Despite zhe fact zhat we are on zhe same team.

[retardantflame]

Hey spy, are there any windows where your are?

[un_beau_coquin]

I am very much inclined to ignore you, merci beaucoup.

[retardantflame]

Meaning yes. Be honest, you fucker. I've had enough lies in highschool. Well, all the more reason to hope this hits you. [She aims at the sky, firing a shott from her flare gun. It arcs off until she can't see it anymore.] Take that, ya twot.

[un_beau_coquin]

Mon dieu--! [He jumps away, ending up closer to Pyro than he'd like.] You mumbling monster! I do not 'ave zhe time for your little anecdotes on 'ighschool, and I certainly do not 'ave time for zhis--

[His voice dies down when he sees something catch fire in the distance. The flame grows quickly, threatening to surround them both.] Merde. Now look what you 'ave done.

[retardantflame]

I have a suit, dumbass. You're the only one who really gets hurt here. But I can airblast us a path through the flames. Easier on the suit that way anyway. Follow me, or I'll see yer ass in hell. An' trust me, it won't look much different. [She marches up to the flames, airblasts a path, and walks through it, not looking back.] And don't you dare backstab me, you bastard! I wouldn't want you to end up burning in here. You're on my team.

[un_beau_coquin]

No, I would not want to get blood on my suit. [Much less fire, considering.] Besides, zhere would be no point in murdering zhe one assisting me, non?

[When the fire is clear, it turns out... they're on the top floor of a very tall building. Spy catches his foot on the edge, but jumps back. He can feel the heat nipping at his skin.] Merde. Zhis looks like fun, non? Let us jump off a building to escape being burned to deazh.

[retardantflame]

True, very true. Aw fuck, forgot to spycheck you first. Oh well, we're kinda friends now anyway. Not that that'll last much past this situation. I'll trust you for now anyway, though. Even though you're a motherfucker.

I can think of a better way than falling to death. Ever heard of a backfire? What is this fire even running on, anyway? Well, one way to find out! [She turns her flamethrower on, gas piping at maximum. The fire soon goes out.]

[un_beau_coquin]

Mon dieu, make up your mind--

[Well, that took care of things. The flames went out, leaving a pile of ashes where the walls were. They'd made their own little roof now.] Fantastique. Now we must go down, oui?

[He drops to his knees and presses his ear against the floor. Tap tap.] Sounds a bit 'ollow. Not flammable, by zhe looks of zhings.

Gotta love this nonstatic setting.

[retardantflame]

Well, there ain't any point stayin' here, for sure. And no way in hell to go up. So down it is. [She takes off her mask after the flames are all out.]

OhfuckingshitdammitwhydoesthisalwayshappenwhenI'mwiththesetwotsohgodyouknowwhatfuckfuckfuckmylifeIhavetodothisonewayoranotherbutfuck. Think we could jump on it?

Oh definitely. ...I have no idea what you mean. ps your icon makes me horny, damn you

[un_beau_coquin]

[Stares at her. Just. What the hell.] Zhat was a nice little monologue. Any'ow.

[He removes his revolver from the inside of his jacket, glad for his gloves; the metal of the gun retained some of the extra heat from earlier.] We could, but I do not zhink zhat would be of any use. Let us try somezhing wizh more power, hmm?

[Bang bang bang.]

Well, look at all the notes on the setting. Sky, burning the roof, etc. Ps sucker. So go watch house

[retardantflame]

I'm sorry, ya fucker. Anyhow, There's light down there, and I think i hear voices. Can't place 'em, though. You? Also looks thin enough to break by slamming it really hard. Glad i have my homewrecker.

Whatever. It would look less out of place if this weren't an action tag. ps maaaybe

[un_beau_coquin]

[He stands, brushing off his suit.] Go ahead. Do what you like. Just remember zhat I am 'ere to assist you-- and not to be set on fire.