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I’ve been having trouble restarting this blog, so I’ve made a new one featuring Roy’s daughter. She’s magically grown up and is temporarily taking his place. You can find here here @pinion-shafts-and-flanges

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I kind of want to restart this blog. It’s old and 90% of the people I interacted with and helped shape Roy are gone. But I still like the character. But working out who he knows/doesn’t know might get messy so I’m thinking of breaking it up into AUs. What’s happened is the main verse, but there’ll also be an AU for when he first started working for the Industries when he was slightly less grumpy. 

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Starting Over

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Roy took the bottle and took a gulp, tilting his head back. What he swallowed was about the equivalent of a shot...give or take. Roy took one more swallow for good measure before he handed the bottle back. 

“Are you sayin’ alcohol’s always the answer for feelin’ better?” he grinned. “’Cause I don’t think that’s a good copin’ mechanism.” 

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Also I’m not dead but I’ve been spending a lot more time on my BLU Medic blog 

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“Ah, c’mon now, don’t go around callin’ em’ goblins,” Roy replied, trying to hold back a laugh. “It’s not all fun an’ games, but there’s good times too. There’s nothin’ like seein’ your own kid take their first steps towards you. Or hearin’ ‘em talk.” Roy smiled as he described the good moments parenting had, but his smile faded. At this rate he’d never see James’ first steps or hear his first word. 

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Roy smiled at her excitement. “Sure thing. Just tell me where and when,” he replied, reaching down to stroke the fox’s ears. “I’d be happy to accompany you to...do whatever you do.” 

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A bouquet of red roses arrives for the Engineer. The note attached simply reads "Meet me at our spot. -B" and there's an Engie logo stamped on the corner.

Roy wasn’t one for flowers. But the gesture touched him and he found an empty coffee can and filled it with water for the roses. They probably wouldn’t last long in his care, but he still appreciated it. 

“Didn’t think you were an old-fashioned romantic,” Roy said as he arrived at their spot. 

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Roy took off his overalls and tucked himself into bed. The springs groaned against him and the pillow felt too thin under his head, but the sleeping arrangements would do. “So tomorrow, we get a new truck,” he muttered, already falling asleep. “An’ then we...” Roy fell asleep before he could finish that thought. 

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“Imagine that,” Roy replied, trying to imagine what the fox would look like as a human. She’d have brown hair like the colour of her coat and it would be thick like her tail. And maybe on the shorter side, seeing as her legs were a bit short for a regular fox. 

“You want me to come with you so we can face him together?” he asked after a pause. Abigail always liked it when Roy played pretend with her, perhaps the fox wanted the same. 

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A bouquet of red roses arrives for the Engineer. The note attached simply reads "Meet me at our spot. -B" and there's an Engie logo stamped on the corner.

Roy wasn’t one for flowers. But the gesture touched him and he found an empty coffee can and filled it with water for the roses. They probably wouldn’t last long in his care, but he still appreciated it. 

“Didn’t think you were an old-fashioned romantic,” Roy said as he arrived at their spot. 

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Roy smiled at the mention of a sentry. “Yeah, let’s do that,” he replied. The thought of having something mechanical keep watch comforted him, knowing it wouldn’t accidentally fall asleep. 

And knowing Buck would be with him comforted him as well. Roy didn’t have a good relationship with his father, but the old man taught him one thing: to never give up. So if he made it this far from the base and had Buck with him, things wouldn’t be so bad. “Let’s get some rest.” 

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“Y’know, I never really wanted kids either. Abigail was a bit of an accident, but I can’t imagine life without her now,” Roy replied. “The whole thing’s rewardin’ and… well, it’s hard sometimes. Tantrums never get easier, there’s a bunch of sleepless nights, but at the end of it all, I love ‘em.” Roy wasn’t paying too much attention to what he was saying. While he’d rather keep his wife a secret on this not-date, he fell for Em’s question. “Yeah, she needs all the help she can get. Some days I just wish we could switch places and she works here while I get to be at home with the kids.” 

“Well, I don’t know if she’d like this job,” Em said casually. “It’s really not for everyone. But I guess I understand wanting to help out.” She sipped her beer, swishing the liquid in her mouth absentmindedly. Would she have have wanted to help her brother’s kids? His wife? Probably, she thought. She would’ve done anything for him. “I don’t think I could do the whole… quiet life thing. Settling down in a suburb somewhere with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids. I’d be bored out of my skull,” she added with a grin.

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Roy smiled. “Things is, it’s not quiet at all,” he replied. “Kids throw tantrums an’ they’re messy an’ they’re always two steps ahead of you. If it’s gone quiet, that means they’re up to somethin’.” 

Roy took a swig of his beer. “But when I’m done this job, I’m gonna move my family outta the city and get us a farm. Get some chickens, goats, a few horses, maybe even a cow.” He stared into the sunset, imagining his perfect life. As far as he was concerned, he blew this not-date with Em. She wouldn’t be interested in him knowing he was married. So, he might as well just enjoy his beer, the company, and the sunset. 

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‘Aint nobody here but us chickens’ ~ Closed RP with howdthatturnoutforya

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* Her expression hitched at the mention of the implant, but it wasn’t until Roy finished such a sentiment, that he understood that it wasn’t the imagery–or even the memory of the necessary pain that bothered her.*

“…I…don’t have one.” * She lulled, stiffly averting her gaze.*  “–I’m still petitioning the owner for the rights.”

“ …He doesn’t seem to think it’s ‘worth the expense‘, since I’m not supposed to be out of my quarters during the raids, anyways.”

* Her dark brown eyes then narrowed, with the rather classist implication.*

“ …And yet I’m wearing Kevlar, in 90 plus degree weather, just for ‘shits-and-giggles’ apparently– since such accidents are ‘neeeeeever’ going to happen.”

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“Really?” Roy looked genuinely surprised. “I mean accidents don’t happen much inside the base, but...there’s nine of us and one of ‘em likes workin’ with explosives and another likes settin’ things on fire. Things get messy from time to time.” 

It would be a shame if she was involved in an accident. A replacement cook would be hired, but he was starting to like her. “Now, uh...” he leaned in closer towards her, “I’m not sayin’ I got the authority to give someone a chip but...well let’s just say I know where they’re stored and how to activate ‘em.” 

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Engineer: Language.

Demoman: Whom the fuck-

Engineer: No.

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‘Aint nobody here but us chickens’ ~ Closed RP with howdthatturnoutforya

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“ –You should put up some mesh wire.”  * She suggested, taking ahold of the slice and offering the new section to the hen.*  “ –It’ll block the way, but it’ll let in the draft, from the hallway–at least–when you smith things.”

“… I’ll bet you could screw a bunch of little hooks into the walls, lace it up, and just roll back one side, when you’re done using it.”

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“Maybe...” he replied, but he wasn’t wild about the idea of the other mercs seeing his chickens. The chickens were a badly kept secret -- Roy liked to think no one knew of his chickens when in reality, most knew about them. “Or maybe I can just get ‘em a respawn chip. Don’t have to worry about them that way.” 

Roy glanced at his left wrist. “But that thing hurt so much it might kill ‘em!” he let out a small laugh. “Did yours scar over? ‘Cause mine never really healed,” he added in, assuming the cook was also a recipient of the respawn chip. 

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Roy wondered if maybe he should invite the Pyro in to warm up. But inviting someone from the other team into the base wouldn’t be a good idea. 

Roy gave him a final nod before going to the safety of his base. 

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A bouquet of red roses arrives for the Engineer. The note attached simply reads "Meet me at our spot. -B" and there's an Engie logo stamped on the corner.

Roy wasn’t one for flowers. But the gesture touched him and he found an empty coffee can and filled it with water for the roses. They probably wouldn’t last long in his care, but he still appreciated it. 

“Didn’t think you were an old-fashioned romantic,” Roy said as he arrived at their spot. 

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Roy locked the truck as he left it in the parking lot. 

In Roy’s opinion, the beds weren’t all that bad – he’d seen far worse in other motels in his life. 

Roy sat on the edge of a bed. It was soft enough and he decided it would be good enough to sleep on. “Bedbugs’ll be the least of our problems,” Roy muttered, kicking his shoes off. 

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Buck sat beside him and put an arm around his shoulders. “Roy, I want ya t’ think about this long an’ hard. Do we go forward or go back? Either way, I’m with ya an’ I ain’t gonna make ya face it alone.” 

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Roy rested a hand on Buck’s arm. “I wanna sleep on it,” he replied, leaning into Buck. “’m too tired to make any decisions right now.” If he was honest, he wouldn’t mind staying like that forever, with Buck at his side. But he knew he’d need to make a decision sometime soon. 

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‘Aint nobody here but us chickens’ ~ Closed RP with howdthatturnoutforya

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“ …I wouldn’t know, honestly .“ * She pointed out, cooing slightly as the animal responded well to the attention.* “–The only one I got to be around, regularly, was the tame one they let out at the pet-shop.”

“ –She ate all the escaped crickets, from the reptile cages, and pretty much ignored anyone who was walking around looking at stuff.”

“…But that would make sense.” * Alex relented, in hindsight.* “–If it’s a ‘Nature-vs. Nurture’ thing…We lost at least two cats in the woods, from those damned coyotes–and I can’t imagine nana’s wheat farm was much better.”

“–You could hide a whole CAR in the fields, in the middle of the year.”

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“Well I can assure you this gal’s a friendly one,” he replied, slicing another grape and handing it over. “But that’s another reason why I don’t let her out of the workshop -- I’ve heard coyotes durin’ the night sometimes. She’d be an easy meal, easier than a cat.” 

Roy popped a grape into his mouth. “I don’t even like ‘em leavin’ the workshop. This little one escaped on me.” 

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