Femscout

Yo' what's up? Thanks for visiting! This is a RP blog for my female oc resides in the Team Fortress 2 Universe. Most of the stuff you'll find here will be Roleplay related, and hey, if you RP too, hit me up! (still iffy on some crossovers) Feel free to ask me somethin', my inbox is always open! M!A: (No M!A's over two weeks please)

[whitetenta]

Heinrich clenched his teeth as she wavered beneath him, frightened by the sway he subconsciously dug his fingers into the scout’s shoulders before giving a small laugh before lightening his grasp. “Ach, forgive me.” Tentacles  wound their way protectively about her arms, hopefully steadying them both with his weight. Red eyes lazily looked about the hallway, he never did come up here too often. For good reason of course, but it was so bright, and odd scents filled the air. It was almost peaceful when people weren’t killing each other here. “Zhank you for doing zhis. You can nicht know ‘ow much I appreciate it.”

[femalescout]

Silently she cringed as his sharpened nails dug into her shoulders beneath her shirt, eyes widening as she bit back a grunt. "Aye no prob. It didn' hurt that much." Shrugging the pain off she slowly but surely began her march up the stairs and down the winding hall that lead to yet another set of stairs...Dang, she really had forgotten just how big this place was! His thanks had her smiling cheekily, teeth flashing a brief moment. " Its no prob' Heinrich, you're my friend n' I care about ya. Its what friends er' for. Helpin each other. " Of course, she probably wouldn't go toting around any other member of her team. They had two legs, they could walk on their own, it was different when you had eight. Been there, done that. "So uh, how ya been? Stayin' out of trouble?"

[femalescout]

"Oh y'know, the usual. Jumping off of cliffs, trying not to get shot. Telling my sisters that yes, I work in a totally normal neighborhood." He laughed slightly, taking off his hat and fiddling with it. "I'm not so great with the whole talking thing- know a hike though. And when was the last time you flew a kite? I-I mean, they're good for testing winds...n'stuff. Hook temperature gauges on them, see how warm it'll be flying up there." He quickly explained himself, rambling slightly.

His laughter was contagious, a light chuckle leaving her lips as she took a half step back, placing the mail and sealed comic on the stand beside the door. " Hey it's alright. Most people think that I'mm'a talker when I'm not. Too many assume that since I'm a scout I carry the same wind jammerin' gene they do." She snorted, glancing to the side. "Tends to surprise people when they find out the truth heh."

--know a hike though. And when was the last time you flew a kite?

She blinked, eyes widening as childhood memories came flowing back. " Oh man it's been ages since I flew a kite! My brothers were always inta' that kinda thing n' mom always wanted me to keep an eye out on em when we went to the park. I like hikin' too, venturin' new places n' climbin hills and gettin' lost. Wantin' ta pick up frogs or go fishin sept yer mom tells ya that's not what girls do..." Her voice trailed off, sadness creeping onto her face before she frowned, a small huff escaping. " Still took em' by surprise when I joined the baseball league. Dun' care how angry they got. Made me happy, 'sall that matters."

[femalescout]

"'Ello Miss! Doin' better now? Nice t'see you aren't all torn up." The sandy haired postman was bak at her door, his usual quirked grin on his face. He looked normal, no worse for wear, pulling a few items from his mailbag- mail, of course.

Nice t'see you aren't all torn up.

With a chuckle she shook her head, right hand lifting to tunnel through her hair as the other came to rest on the door frame. " Well I ain't as banged up as I was last time, that's for sure. How you been stranger?" Nose wrinkled, the fresh stitches upon her cheek causing her to cringe. Diverting her eyes from his face she settled her attention his hands as he rummaged through the mail bag, watching him withdraw several small envelopes and a larger 'nilla one as well.

Good, my new comic came in.

Cheeky grin formed as she took the offered parcels. " Y'know we gotta hang out sometime. It'll do us both good. Have 'a nice normal chat discussin' things other than work. Y'know? Ya seem like the guy who likes doin' them types 'a things."

Wait...was she flirting? Nah.

Just wasn't every day she interacted with someone about her age.

Except for scout...But he never shuts up...

[femalescout]

His thumb claw traced over her cheek and split the skin. "You hurt Joanna. Now, it's personal." He shoved her face, hard, then turned to leave.

His figure was rather imposing, that was for sure. However the moment he lifted a hand she went stiff. A part of her expected him to grab her neck, to strangle her. The other expected the sharp snap of her neck as his fist connected. But when that ' caress ' turned into a slow and painful slash, pure hatred flashed in her eyes. Did she scream? No. She didn't even whimper. Flesh split beneath clawed digit before calloused palm smacked into it with a hard shove.

The muscles in her legs tensed, keeping her from falling, however it didn't keep her from stumbling ever so slightly. " If you're gonna go makin' every lil ache n' pain someone supposedly caused you ' personal ', ya might as well start writin' a god damn list. " Watching Mc.Creep and his giant pet lizard leave, she wrinkled her nose, cringing in the process. Blood trickled in a steady stream, the skin around the wound burning.

Bet the bastard doesn't even wash his hands.

Hmph.

Turning on a heel she was too the infirmary.

[femalescout]

"Oh really? You should remember. I know it was you. No one else would fire on a RED vehicle." He hissed softly, drawing himself to his full height to tower over her. "Of course, she was smaller and cuter then. Take a better look."

Her chin tilted downward just the slightest, peering up at him with a ' you've got to be kidding me ' look as he made an attempt to frighten her with his size. " No one else would fire on a RED huh..." She leaned back on her heels, grabbing the hem of her shirt with a sharp tug, pulling the fabric taunt. "If ya haven't forgotten pally, I am a RED." Letting go she held her arms out to the side. "We've got 'a whole slew a BLU's fightin' against us on a daily basis. Ya ever stop n' take the time'a day to wonder if it wasn't one of them? Coulda' been one of those back stabbin' spooks fer all you know. Believe me, ya' probably pissed off a' hell-of-a lot of people in yer time."

Turning just the slightest she glanced over at the massive lizard once more. " I ain't never had anythin' against yer pal, it's always been 'bout you." She turned back, crossing her arms. " Tha' only reason you ever started breathin' down my neck was cause of Muldoon. I ain't done jack to you. "

[femalescout]

"She remembers you. And she's pissed." The lizard hissed angrily and slinked closer. "You shot her leg off. She remembers that really well."

Fingers twitched at her side, the scouts expression remaining stoic, emotionless. " I didn't shoot the leg off nothin. Tha' hell you talkin' bout Mc.Creep?" Lifting a hand she tucked a stand of hair behind her ear, using that split second to press the small button on her ear piece. " I 'been gone fightin' robots for the past six ta' eight months. So unless yer' friend's made 'a metal, I think ya' got the wrong gal."

[dataglitch]

I'm going to confirm that you draw femscout hella' awesome. <3 uvu

(sorry late reply!)

thank you! i really love drawin femscout:’D

[femalescout]

"Oh good. Do you remember her?" He pointed at an eight and a half foot lizard skulking around behind the Scout.

A brow lofted, attention flicking from the mans face to his finger, and then she halfway turned, glancing out of the corner of her eye behind her toward the giant lizard that skulked about. Several seconds ticked by before she turned back to McLeach. " Can't say I do."

[femalescout]

do you have any frozen peas

Uh...not on me but I think we got sum in the fridge.

[femalescout]

Do you remember me?

Lips formed a thin line, chin lifting as she stared at the man that stood before her. " 'Course I do. How could I forget."

[whitetenta]

The tenta gave a toothy grin, a low rumbling chuckle escaping him. “Good, zhen it must ‘ave been fate.” Hesitantly he shifted his weight from one side to the other. Her laughter helped, if only a little for his nerves, but he still wasn’t too sure. “Ich feel bad for you ‘aving to carry me friend, but.. if you insist.” Hoisting himself onto her back he wrapped his arms carefully about the other’s shoulders, tentacles winding their ways about her midsection and legs before he rested his chin on her shoulder with a chuckle. “Alright, onvard mein friend haha.”

[femalescout]

A cheeky smile formed, her gaze settling on the floor. " Fate...Funny thing that. It's done some pretty sweet things already." She mumbled. Meeting Heinrich, her other friends, heck even surviving the robot invasion. Fate was a fickle thing that's for sure. Feeling the tentas weight against her back had her bending forward, arms hooking back to scoop up a hefty amount of tentacles. She stumbled a moment, taking a moment to find her balance- Onvard mein friend haha. She laughed, body tilting to the side before she caught herself. " Ahaha c'mon now, I gotta stay focused. Last thing we need is tha both of us topplin' back down the stairs."  Adjusting his weight she gave a triumphant huff as she started her trek up toward the surface once more.

[hxxt-blog-deactivated20191014]

The 'yes or no' game.

[femalescout]

You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes and no.

[femalescout]

■

Heh. What a surprise seein' you again.

[whitetenta]

Heinrich’s brow furrowed, his mind having put the stinging of his gills to the side in his hopeless turned happy search for Scout. His suit was still a bit wet, but was far too dry to really protect his only way of getting air into his lungs. “Ich vas worried, and I had ein feeling zhat I might find you today.” Giving a small smile it faded as he ran a hand along his side gingerly. “Ah.. per’aps ich should go back.” Tentacles untangled themselves from his friend while she shifted, giving a worried smile to her. “Ach you sure, vould it be alright I mean?”

[femalescout]

Her lips twitched into a cheeky smile, feet carefully moving as she took a few steps downward, her gaze lifting to his. " I kinda' had a feelin' somethin was going to happen myself. I guess we were both right." She mused, taking hold of the hand rail. " Of course it's 'ight. It's what friends are for. Helpin' each other." Memories drifted back that had her smiling widely. The first day or two the pair had known each other, who would have thought they would become such great friends! Chuckling she turned carefully, mindful of his tentacles as she put her back to him. " Y'know the deal." She teased, patting her hips before holding her arms outward.

[escalaregalia]

Send me a ■ and the muse will say aloud the first thing they think internally about your character.

[whitetenta]

He couldn’t help the small pout on his features when she placed her hands upon his cheeks. Taking in a deep breath he leaned his forehead against hers with an exhausted sigh. He looked to her before adverting his eyes to the side. Leaning back ever so slightly he brought his lips to her forehead instead and placed a light kiss before smiling to the scout. “I missed you. I.. suppoze ve vere both missing for some time zhen. But.. I’m just ‘appy to be able to hear your voice again.”

[femalescout]

Her silent sobs soon subsided, a shaky breath escaping as she closed her eyes. Feeling him pull away she was surprised to find cool lips pressing against her forehead. Lashes fluttered, gaze lifting as she listened quietly. His words had a soft blush forming along with a tender smile. " Hey, anythin' for you." Thumb smoothed across his cheek before she let go, blinking back to reality. It took her a mere second to examine him before she spoke. " We gotta get you back to some water." She looked down to his tentacles, lips pursing. " You came all this way just to look for me? You shouldn't have." Chuckle escaped, legs shifting within his tentacles. " C'mon, I'll carry you back up top, like ol' times."

[femalescout]

regret

Just moments before she had been wrestling with an unseen attacker, a spy no doubt, hell she had the knife wound to her shoulder to prove it. She had been escorting their Red Pyro out of the base before she was pulled into the darkness. He went for her neck, but was met with a hard elbow to the gut instead as she twisted free from his grasp, fingers finding cold steel as she whipped out her bat, twisted, and swung. She hit the spy head on, literally. His body went staggering to the side before he finally dropped.

Catching her breath she grimaced, clutching her shoulder with a small hiss, her mind too focused on the fight to hear the voice that echoed through her headset.

Success! We have secured the enemy intelligence! Congratulations.

They'd won.

Footsteps.

It was the first thing she heard from the darkness. No, it couldn't be. She'd killed the spy, hell his body was still there! No, dead ringer. It had to be the case. He was back for revenge even after the round had ended. It's happened before. Knuckles turned white, toes curling within her sneakers as she whipped around on a heel, right hand clasping beside its twin as she spun around, aimed for the darkness with a triumphant battle cry.

She wasn't about to be taken out so easily!

Crack!

Triumph filled her eyes, a smile threatening to spread in that brief moment of glory...and then the body slumped to the floor, an all too familiar hat settling at her feet. All happiness she felt left her in an instant. Blood chilling within her veins as her entire body went still.

No....No.

"M-Muldoon..." The breath in her lungs left in a shaky gasp, pupils dilating as she took an instinctual step back as the blood began to spread in a sticky pool beneath her feet. Fingers went limp as arms dropped, the bat she once held hitting the ground with a sickening thunk.

No....No. No no no no no.

This wasn't the spy. Not even remotely close. She just killed him without rhyme or reason. Without thinking twice. Without even looking. Instinct had taken over, driving her body before her mind could even react.

The result? Killing an innocent. A friend.

No...she shouldn't cry. Red had won this round. They had all right to finish off any wandering Blu's....But this... She took one step back, then another, another...Her back hit wood, and almost instantly her legs gave out. She buckled, landing on her ass as her body shook. What if this had been off the field. What if there had been no reaspawn system...He'd be dead, and there would be no coming back.

"I'm sorry....I'm so sorry..."Tears welled up, hands lifting to her face as shoulders shook, holding back sobs of fear, of regret.