'Course I'd like some fuckin' expl'nations. [She glares at him for even asking the question.] Where th'fuck is everyone? Where's th'base? Where're those goddamn BLUs?
So what, we're outnumbered by those fuckin' BLUs and it don't mean jack shit? Fuck that, I'll kill anyone who tries t'stand in m' way.
[She tries so hard to sit still during this conversation, to try and listen, but she's tired and itching to fight.]
Yeah, alright, so we're in some fucked up town that's stuck in th'fifties and we can't get out, that's what yer sayin', right? So what th'fuck do we do all day? Just sit tight and follow th'fuckin' rules, that's it?
[Pyro's been up all night, as usual. He's just wandering around when he hears a scream. He runs to see if anyone's being killed or anything else interesting, but it's just some woman in the middle of the street.
Must be a newcomer. He approaches her with his hands in his pockets.] You done screaming now?
Who the fuck? Who're you? What the fuck is this place, an' where's all m' stuff? WHAT IS GOING ON? [She throws a punch out of blind rage, hoping it hits something and doesn't just fall limply to her side.]
[She recovers her fist, and inspects it while he talks. When she's taken it all in, she looks up abruptly and stares at him in disbelief. Then she throws another punch.]
[He wakes up when she does, but the movement from his not!wife is different. That's really suspicious. So he stays in bed and listens to her move, studying her. From the sounds of it, she's a new arrival.
The door opens and her footsteps fade as she runs down the street. Spy rubs his face and gets up. If she's someone he knows, it'll probably be easier for her to recognize him in his suit. So he dons that and goes to the kitchen to cook breakfast and make coffee.]
[She's afraid to go back into the house, but it's the only connection she has, the only clues. Maybe she can find something there.
And lo and behold, who does she find in the kitchen, but her very own] Spy! What're you doin' 'ere?! What's goin' on? [As she speaks, she is very quickly but very carefully aims a roundhouse kick at his head.]
Oh my god Adrian what is this grammarun_beau_coquinAugust 28 2011, 02:33:17 UTC
[He sighs and dodges the kick.] 'Onestly, mon ami, you are going to try to kick me when I am a 'ead taller zhan you?
[He clicks his tongue condescendingly.] You did not speak to anozzer prisoner while you were out? I am sure someone must 'ave found you and explained zhings.
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[She tries so hard to sit still during this conversation, to try and listen, but she's tired and itching to fight.]
Yeah, alright, so we're in some fucked up town that's stuck in th'fifties and we can't get out, that's what yer sayin', right? So what th'fuck do we do all day? Just sit tight and follow th'fuckin' rules, that's it?
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Must be a newcomer. He approaches her with his hands in his pockets.] You done screaming now?
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Call me Pyro. You're in Mayfield now, it's some shithole they call a town. People get dragged here and put into a nice family role.
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Goddamn BLUs. What do you mean?!
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The door opens and her footsteps fade as she runs down the street. Spy rubs his face and gets up. If she's someone he knows, it'll probably be easier for her to recognize him in his suit. So he dons that and goes to the kitchen to cook breakfast and make coffee.]
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And lo and behold, who does she find in the kitchen, but her very own] Spy! What're you doin' 'ere?! What's goin' on? [As she speaks, she is very quickly but very carefully aims a roundhouse kick at his head.]
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[He clicks his tongue condescendingly.] You did not speak to anozzer prisoner while you were out? I am sure someone must 'ave found you and explained zhings.
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I did. So yer the Spy, eh? 's that mean you're my [airquotes here] "husband", if yer in this house? Or ya just visitin'?
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