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At least it didn’t seem like anything he couldn’t handle. He knew how to disinfect and bandage wounds, so this should be relatively simple. “Alright… come in and sit on the table.”
Now if he could just find the things he would need in this place…
“Okay.” The Scout walks in and does as he’s told, sitting down on the exam table. He looks around the room while he waits for the Medic.
The sewers were the quickest way around during battle, everyone knew that and most of the time it wasn’t a surprise to run into either fellow teammates or the enemy coming threw. It was those reasons why the petite spy tended to not come this way, but today was a rough day and she wanted it over quickly so to the sewers she went. She was expecting anything, but when she came upon the form in the water she had nearly plastered herself to the wall, she had met many splices before but this one she hadn’t even known was around and it showed as she stayed completely still as she tried to see if it was alive or not.
The splice didn’t move whatsoever, aside from the gentle waves of the water slightly moving his tentacles for him. He was out cold, but bound to wake up eventually. His mind was completely blank as the world moved on around him.
A face is made. He could hear the loud splashings of the tenta dwelling inside the sewer. Dell wants to go down there and try to strike up a conversation, but that wouldn’t go over well at all.
Ivan munches on the fish, his back to the entrance. He finishes it within a few seconds before tossing the bones elsewhere in the water. The fish were getting smaller and smaller, that or he was getting bigger, which means he might have to migrate to somewhere else soon. With a sigh, he floats on his back.
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No words are said. He’s just sitting barely outside the sewer wondering if he should even go inside.
Splashing could be heard from inside the sewers as Ivan was chasing down a fish. He dived forward with a loud splash, causing water to splash onto the concrete walkway, catching the fish in his teeth.
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Foxy glanced up wearily, blinking his yellow eyes. "Urg... Wh-where...?"((cause I need the dingus to interact with you XD)) (thepiratethatsoutoforder)
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The Pyro waved their hands over the fox-pirate’s eyes. They were right behind the ‘Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza’ building and Garrick had happened to walk by and see the other outside.
“Hey? Arr’ yoo okay?” They mumbled to the fox, waving their hands in their face.
“J-just f-fine…” he groaned. His head hurt like hell, and he felt sore all over. “What th’ hell…”
He then remember. He was tased and beaten the crap out of the crew. Of course. He shook his head from the dizziness and stood, almost falling.
Garrick let out a muffled gasp, immediately reaching out to steady the other. “Hey!” They supported the other with the pirate’s arm over their shoulders.
Merde. Of course that little idiot would come by right after he’d taken care of the real Medic. Stifling a groan, he opened the door, glaring down at the lad contemptuously. “Ja? What is it this time?”
“Uh..” He seemed to flinch away a bit when the other glared at him. “I cut my hand on someding while I was out running...” The Scout lifted his hand to show the other, the bandages were torn on the back of his hand and blood was pooling heavily inside the wound, a drop spilling on the ground.
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The Red pyro waved happily to their friend, holding a huge box filled to the brim with gasoline, matches, and long sticks.
Garrick waved to the other as they walked over, their Balloonicorn was tied to their gas tank by a string.
“Wh’ts th’t for?” They ask, pointing to the box.
Well, that was exciting. The ‘Medic’ quickly washed the blood off his hands, trying to catch his breath. At least he’d picked a better hiding place for his victim than the basement, this time.
“Hey, Doc???” The Scout knocks at the office door with his hand that wasn’t bleeding out. “Are you dere?”
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