#battle 19

[calochortus]

[aredwithalist-blog]

After his encounter with Arthur, Philippe wasted no time tracking down the RED Sniper. He'd stumbled across the decent one on RED's side of the field, but since BLU was pushing to capture Point 4, it was more likely that the other would be seeking to corner an unsuspecting BLU coming back from the second level BLU respawn above Point 2. And there he was, crouched in that small space with the tiny window that faced the BLU spawn. From the stairwell, Philippe took aim with his revolver and shot.

"ANNGH!" The bullet in his back shatters his concentration as his body immediately tenses, turning slowly to face the offender with an angry snarl. There's a moment of something close to confusion--but more closer to amusement--at the fact that a Spy hadn't gone for the standard backstab. Certainly this wasn't the Spy that had taken him out in their last Arena battle, was it? He almost never bothered to tell the difference between BLUs of the same class, anyway. In retribution for his bleeding and aching back, he whips out his SMG and fires on the other man.

[musings-old-main]

covertoperator replied to your post: JT sees who Boid had been following before he stopped to shoot at Jonah, so he quickly disguises himself as the BLU Soldier and runs backwards towards him, pretending to fire. As soon as he gets close enough, he takes a few close stabs at Boid then readies his Dead Ringer.

JT wanted to kiss whoever developed the Dead Ringer. His corpse dropped right away, and while cloaked, he moved behind Boid to take up a better position, knife going for the Medic’s back as he let the cloak drop. “Don’t you shoot at him!”

"Vhat?" Boid whipped around to the voice and instantly got a blade deep in his arm. "MUTTER-!" Boid tried to kick the spy away and drew out his ubersaw.  "I've had enough of you shpiez!" The blood was already dripping down his arm but that didn't seem to concern the medic. He charged forward and slashed widely aiming for the spy's chest.

[ragobeard-red]

nor-eastah replied to your post: Geoff spots the Heavy on his own, so either Nikki’s off healing another teammate or has been killed. The longer the two are kept apart, the better, so the Scout pelts in from the side, aiming a scattergun blast at the big man.

The bullets spray up the slush just ahead of his feet and the Scout loses his footing, his second shot going wild as he fights to regain traction on the slick ground.

The kickback of the Tomislav already makes the slippery ground difficult to navigate, but seeing the Scout's skidding reinforces his concentration on remaining stable--nothing more embarrassing than a 300-pound man slipping on ice, after all. He quickly plants a foot behind him, taking aim at the sliding Scout and firing more aggressively, in a steadier stream of bullets.

[musings-old-main]

nor-eastah replied to your post: *Skids to a brief stop in the slush to get a better look at the Medic, having never seen one carrying a crossbow before, then shrugs and opens up with his pistol.*

The Scout was moving as soon as Boid’s arm swung up, and the bolt whistled past him - not a hit, but far too close for comfort. Geoff circled, returning fire. Without health packs on the field, opposing medics were priority targets. “Try again, Doc!”

That was the downside of the crossbow, he had to reload after every shot. As he strapped in another arrow, Boid fell back, taking the bullets that Geoff fired at him. The next arrow soon went flying at Geoff's lower torso as Boid bust into a full retreat.

[ragobeard-red]

Geoff spots the Heavy on his own, so either Nikki's off healing another teammate or has been killed. The longer the two are kept apart, the better, so the Scout pelts in from the side, aiming a scattergun blast at the big man.

He's barely able to register that the Scout is there before the bullets from the scattergun hit his side painfully, and he grunts, turning immediately to follow just ahead of the Scout's path with his Tomislav. He aims carefully, at the cost of the bullets coming in short bursts instead of a continuous stream; it might be slower, but hopefully it means less ammunition wasted.

[theblusoldier-blog-blog]

rejectmedic replied to your post: *suddenly healing arrows from nowhere!*

You’re velcome! *waves*

"GODDAMMIT BIRD, YOU CUT THAT OUT!" John bellowed, shaking a fist at the Medic. "GO BADGER SOMEONE ELSE WITH YOUR LITTLE ARROWS OR I'LL JAB YOUR EYE OUT WITH ONE AND RAM IT STRAIGHT UP YOUR PECKER!"

[musings-old-main]

He knew he was doing to die a lot today. Even with Jane around keeping half an eye on him, he would die a lot in slow agonizing pain. So why not spread that pain around? A little digging around in his room and he found it. His old dusty Crusader's Crossbow.

The medigun he would use on his allies or... ally. Everyone else, BLU or RED, would indiscriminately be fired upon by this medic scorned. Having some hard cold arrows piercing his teammates might help him vent his anger in a way that won't get him fired.