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" … some of them koinda pissed me off earlier. So. Not goin’ to let them in on anythin’ Oi’m doin’. Alrogiht-"

He gave a little start when the other wrapped his arm around his, but relaxed momentarily. “Yew undastand that, roight? Yes?”

He begun tugging the other towards his room, down the hall. ” …come on, please.”

"You ran into the blond Soldier, didn't you?" Amoux sighed, rolling his eyes at the very thought. As... helpful as the Soldier could be at times, the Spy knew he could be a bit much.

With a shake of his head, he allowed himself to be pulled along. "He... grows on you. Like an awkward fungus that doesn't react to medication."

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((Can't wait for Wednesdayyyyyyy! >u< Gonna be taking care of five day old puppies and their mum and dad while the owner is in the hospital for minor surgery.

Three girl puppies and a bby boy. The boy is gonna be ourssssss once he's old enough.

<33333 Gonna post pictures of the little squiggly balls of pudge as soon as their owner sends me them.))

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((French tip; every profession has a male and female counterpart. L'acteur, L'actrice, Docteur, Doctresse, and so on and so forth.

However, in my area and certain other French-speaking areas, there is an easy way to denote a female. On top of that, it is seen as more respectful in certain circles; use 'Madame la ________'

Thus, la Doctresse becomes Madame la Docteur. Just remember to use la instead of le.

This does not need to be used for Médecin, however. Médecin=Doctor as well, and is concidered gender neutral. Médecine- the female version of Médecin- is used for the study of medicine and would not be used for an actual Doctor.

Alternatively, you can also just drop the genders and refer to people by the masculine/gender neutral term of the verb. Some people find it trying and annoying to remember and use different terms for people of the same job. So, in this case, a female Medic would simply be Docteur.

In any case, you don't refer to someone as Médecine,))

Mike smiled, gently grasping the Spy’s sleeve and tugging on it.

"It’s foine. Oi’m not mad… Do yew moind goin’ to eitha of our rooms or somethin…?" He looked around. " … Oi don’t loike chattin’ in the halls where people can hear."

"If you are concerned about our teammates saying anything, I can assure you that I am well-versed with... most of their comings and goings. At least half the base is engaged in homoerotic relationships... But, if you are concerned about your recent switch... on y vas."

Glancing down at his sleeve, the Spy twisted his arm slightly to wrap it around Mike's. "My room is just down the hall."

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((Yes! I don't know how these people survive the winter without it.))

#singed #ooc

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((You have never had tire sur neige???? It is the most Canadian thing ever.

You stab a maple tree, boil its blood, pour the blood on the snow and then scoop it up with popsicle sticks made of other trees once it's cool.

Then you laugh at the trees while eating their blood off the corpse of their brethren, preferably while you have gooey amounts of tree blood running down your chin.

And all the food. You get bacon and beans and pork and bacon and eggs and ham and potatoes and beer and toast and more bacon and pancakes and enough food to add on a thick layer of fat to protect you from the -40*c weather.))

#ooc #brokenchristmastoy

((That horrifying moment when you find out your friends have never tried tire sur neige.))

He plucked the smoke out of Amoux’ hands and put it between his own lips. Well, if that was the case, he’d just quietly occupy himself with the cigarette for a moment.

"Hmmhmmm."

He wondered how long it’d take for Amoux to protest his silence.

When the silence stretched on like this, the Spy remained rather still. It was unnerving, not being able to read the man. He remained there for as long as he could before finally pulling away from the Sniper.

Pulling out his case and a lighter, he swiftly set about to lighting another cigarette for himself.

"You know where to find me when you are prepared to talk, oui?" He asked as he slid his case back into his jacket.

Amoux stared at the Sniper quietly, Now that he'd managed to calm down, he'd finally come to terms with this. Mike was about as safe as any mercenary in the business could be, and he was nearby. They didn't have to run to that shack in order to be safe. Grumbling faintly, the Spy thumped his chin down on Mike's shoulder after creeping up on him. "What do we do with that poor excuse for a barn, hmn?"

Mike flinched a little - he’d told Amoux time and time again he didn’t like being sneaked up on.

"Get a horse. Oi always wanted a blood horse. Also, Oi told yew not to sneak up on me."

"And I told you to play it safe. If you are allowed to do this, I am allowed to make you jump this once." He snorted, turning his nose up as he shifted closer and pressed his nose against the Sniper's neck.

"I know I... haven't said this lately, but... I think I may have overreacted." Dangling one arm over his shoulder, he raised the butt of his lit cigarette to Mike's mouth as a peace offering.

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"That’s true… sucks to be you!"

"I couldn't agree more."

#neveronyoursxde

You- you what? Are you-

You’re serious, oui?

Dead bloody serious.

I-

... If you get me murdered out in the gravelpits, I will haunt you. You will never own a ceramic cup again, you will never sleep with the lights off or the door shut. Do you understand me? I will make your life a living hell.

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"Wouldn’t respawn just pick you right back up? Anyway, wanna know how I get to sleep when insomnia keeps me up? Chamomile tea made with hot milk, works like a charm, I promise."

"Trust me, mademoiselle; when a Soldier starts yelling, nothing short of an entire box of sleeping pills will keep you in bed." Sighing tiredly, he took another long, heavy draw of his smoke.

#bristolbasher

sane-soldier

Soldier, would you pipe down?! Some of us are trying to sleep!

SPY! TURN INVISIBLE, THERE’S SOMEONE HERE TRYING TO KILL YOU!

RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!

sane-soldier

SPY! Would you LISTEN FOR ONCE?! No one believed me about the robots either, and look how THAT turned out!

*conveniently skipping the fact that technically it wasn’t him*

Look, you stay here with me. That way I can make sure you’re safe!

Go. To bed.

NOW.

We are not having this discussion. If you do not go to bed right now, I will ground you for a month.

#sane soldier

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… *sighs*

Do I have to be dead in order to get a good night’s sleep around here?

"Apparently, you do. Lucky for RED, OUR entryways are doubly thicker than these planks of cardboard you call doors."