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[connivingclaws]

ashes---ashes started following you

The distinct scent of blood attracted the crab. It wasn’t terribly uncommon to smell blood with all the killing that went on between mercenaries, but he was hungry. If something was still struggling to be alive, he would gladly take it back with him to the sewers to finish it off. Instead his curiosity led him to a Pyro. Something was off about that one, despite there usually being something weird about most people with that class. That didn’t shy him away, however.

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14. Getting beat up

Spy grunted as he was shoved against the splintering wooden wall, craning his neck back as far as he could to avoid the snarling Heavy. He’d managed to stab the RED Doctor right before he hit the glowing button on his gun, and apparently the Heavy didn’t appreciate the lost uber. He wasn’t surprised to feel the fist dig into his gut, pushing the breath out of his lungs, or the matching one causing a distinct crack from his jaw. He managed to stay quiet for the entire beating, save the occasional huff or grunt, until the Heavy dropped him in a heap on the ground and left him to die on his own.

Just a regular weekday, really. He was content to lie there and listen to the rattle of his own breathing, until he heard the crunch of a different set of boots. A... Rubber set of boots. He squeezed his eyes closed. God, he’d rather spend an hour bleeding out than burn up at the hands of a Pyro. Maybe he wouldn’t be noticed...