That was not medicine!

BLU Medic. Very pleazed to make your acquaintance, ja! If you'd lie down on zat table, pleaze. Zis will only sting for a moment, I assure you. Stationed at 2Fort Current Loadout in the About tab.

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s-i-n-g-e-d started following you

Ach, not anozher Spy.

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Hey! How're you doing- I am just a RED Soldier, don't mean any harm :)

I cannot say the feeling is mutual.

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Merasmus tensed when arms suddenly wrapped around him and the Medic perched himself as if he were the Wizard’s familiar or something. And Merasmus didn’t do familiars.

"What do you think you’re doing to the Great Merasmus?”

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"Nothing." He replied flatly, trying to move so he was hanging upside down and looking at the wizard. He'd decided that since the robot was the biggest thing on the venue - save for the Strongman, which he'd already climbed three times over - he'd cling to him.

"Pay attention to me."

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Ach…I’m sorry. I suppose I could try and help, but how does one even find a creature with wings? If they can fly, don’t you think they might have flown away?

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DON'T you dare remind me of that ... it's bad enough as it is.

Either way, are you offering to help or not?

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last post about this guy but

he terrifies me

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this man makes me wanna cry

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watching old german tv like

what is this man

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Medic, you could’ve just, you know… gotten ONE ice cream and waited till second opinion was finished…

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"I am here." He repeated, pointing out the obvious, "Explain your business then—and make it quick. I’m a very busy Wizard you know.” The older male crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the Medic expectantly.

"Shouldn’t you be down there, I don’t know, healing someone or something?"

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The Medic squinted at him for a moment, then climbed up his back to sit there like a very large cat with horns.

"But zhat's so boring." He said, wrapping both arms around the man's chest so as to not fall off.

"Have me do somezhing interesting."

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The Medic raked his claws over the glass - he wanted attention, and he wanted it now. While the wizard seemed to be keen to get rid of the man, he was no so easy to get rid of.

"Pay attention to me." He demanded, in a whine most unfitting for the German. "Do it."

He had no qualms with breaking the glass, either, if that was what it took to get the old coot to stop fiddling.

Merasmus narrowed his eyes at the claws raked over the glass, not appreciating the potential damage that could come. He didn’t want to be paying repairs for the damn thing.

"What are you a child?” He questioned as he exited out into the cooler air, eying the Medic as he demanded attention. “Merasmus doesn’t even know you and I have far better things to do then entertain the likes of you.”

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"Nooo." He hopped off the machine, smoothing out his jacket and coattails before addressing the old wizard. "Do I require to be one to get your attention?"

It had apparently worked without being a child just as well - there he was, disgruntled maybe, but very much there. He Medic clicked his tongue.

"Or... maybe I don't, because you're here."

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*He's perched on top of the MisFortuneTellerBot, hanging over the edge and rapping his claws on the glass. Maybe that'd get the old man to pop up.*

The sudden sound of tapping emerged over the sounds of the battle grounds below causing Merasmus to blink, pushing the microphone he’d been announcing over away.

"Who dare disturb the Great Merasmus?" He had a carnival to run after all. No time for such conversation. He eyed the Medic sitting atop his contraption, taking the horns and claws as some sort of costume.

If the mercenaries wished to dress in costume, he had no qualms with it, so long as they continued killing one another.

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The Medic raked his claws over te glass - he wanted attention, and he wanted it now. While the wizard seemed to be keen to get rid of the man, he was no so easy to get rid of.

"Pay attention to me." He demanded, in a whine most unfitting for the German. "Do it."

He had no qualms with breaking the glass, either, if that was what it took to get the old coot to stop fiddling.

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(('It's called a cruel irony, Kronk. Like my dependency on you.'))

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((dont just like it man))

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[Nick regrets making the joke immediately.]

…It’s okay, it’s okay! You didn’t do anything to me. I’m not angry or anything.

Please calm down, my friend. It will be okay. As long as you are back to normal, right?

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you had better not been, actually. My birds are a serious matter and I will not have jokes be made on their account, thank you!

Why don't you go offer to help me or something.

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[Time to test the invulnerability of this ... demon body, is that what it was called? - by striding over to the RED base and causing some sort of mayhem.]

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[A rather frustrated sigh. This is bordering on a waste of his time.]

Yes, take all the time you need.

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[Frustration is also a kind of negative emotion. But he's not here for that; if the man doesn't get scared by the prospect of him being a demon, maybe the Medic has to make a little more clear.]

I changed my mind.

[And surprisingly, it hurts a little less the second time around, even if horns spreading from the top of his skull still isn't a nice experience.]

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*whispers in relevance to your thing with xnotadoctor* Psst... any negative emotion is fair game, even anger. Try pissing him off! I know for a fact that he doesn't like being called Freddy...

Hmm...

I'll see about zhat.