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Was that Roy's brat?
Ah great.
What was he doing walking around here without his dad? Was Roy busy? Might as well find out the answer. Stalking closer, Michael all but towers over the much young kid, arching a brow down at him.
"Where's yer pop?"
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Now this guy...looked pretty familiar. Just looking at him now, he felt like he could see similarities and differences between him and someone he knew. It only took a moment before he realized that he looked a whole lot like Fred. Related? Somehow? Maybe? It seemed to be one of those points in time when it felt real, but wasn’t.
Not without proof.
But this Classic wasn’t going to go and approach. Fuck that. He’d rather stay standing here to mind his own business. Scowling, grey eyes shift away from the other to focus on something else that wasn’t the other mercenary that happened to be there. It was better than staring at him like some sort of creep would.
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Erik jogged down the hall of the BLU base, in the direction he thought he saw someone walking. Turning a corner, he saw he’d been right--just who he was looking for, too. “Hey!” he called ahead, hurrying to catch up with the Engineer.
He was a bit out of breath when he caught up, and put a friendly hand on the shorter man’s shoulder as he paused to breathe. After a few seconds he gave the Engineer a smile. “Hey. I had a question to ask you, if you’re not busy. I had a few cool ideas for new ways to rig bombs up. I made some sketches...” He patted the pockets of his jumpsuit before reaching in them, pulling out some crumpled pages.
“...Oh, uh. Hi. I’m Erik. I’m the Demo who just got transferred here. Not just some guy yelling at you about bombs,” he added with a laugh.
“What a shame.” Medic frowned down at the lab table. “Some brains just aren’t able to handle the stress of a new host I suppose. Disappointing, really. All the research pointed to a clear success...” A pause, before he adjusted his glasses and raised his other hand in a minuscule shrug. “Oh, well. I don’t suppose you have need of a spare brain, Herr Engineer? You know, it might be enlightening if nothing else to see how your sentries operate when sentient...”
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Cobwebs: One place you would never want to get lost in in the dark?
“In subway tunnels, hands down.”
"a deal is a promise, and a promise is unbreakable." ooor "this is a terrible idea."
@build-em-up || wonder woman sentence meme. || ACCEPTING
THE PAIRED REMARKS ARE MET in turn by a quirk of a brow, the movement so pronounced that his entire brow nearly disappears under the fabric of his mask. A none-too-subtle roll of the eyes accompanies it. ❝ Excellent, I’m glad that we agree on that. We are both clearly men of such moral. ❞
He’s forgone his cigarettes for once. Though he misses them already, and though he doubts himself careless enough to spark much trouble in the engineer’s lab, the concern of sparking something nonetheless weighs too much on his mind to fully ignore. Conagher’s toys are more temperamental than the man himself, and far more outwardly so. The slightest wrong move might set off one or – God forbid – more of those strange and unfamiliar devices that Spy certainly does not need to know the uses of. Not at this point in time, in any case.
❝ I did as you asked. Now I want my return, Labourer. Terrible idea or not, might I remind you that it was you who agreed to it ? ❞
It’s not often the spy performs favours for another. But as it is, the work that TF Industries offers him here at BLU is mediocre at best in terms of entertainment. He’s merely contracted to the company, as far as he is concerned; he has never been disallowed from taking on other assignments, and it is a detail he fully intends to capitalise on. As little fondness as he has for most of his colleagues, impatient and hilariously incapable fools as they are, he is not opposed to running errands for a select few.
Especially if the errands in question happen to be in exchange for a service too good to pass up. It doesn’t hurt that Engineer tends to provide the more interesting of challenges amongst those offered by Spy’s clientele.
❝ A deal is a promise, and a promise unbreakable. ❞ A spitting imitation of the engineer, down to the throatiness and the undeniable southern twang of the other man’s voice. Without further ado, he lays down his weapons before the engineer. Gun after gun, blade after blade are set upon the table between them, so clustered that the leisurely arrangement turns quickly to a jigsaw puzzle as he searches for the space to complete his display.
Atop these, he lays down the stack of files so heavily sought after. He’s paged through them, but regardless of whomever the language is directed towards, the information is clearly not meant for the layman.
❝ Until some man in this wretched industry manages to, I don’t know… craft a mechanical hand with which I can simply punch my targets to death, I would like something that I can fight with. Severing the enemy’s spinal cord is not always an option, unfortunately, and I do occasionally miss my target. I’ll make do with any of your experimental technology, so long as it is something effective. Preferably something lethal. I don’t care what you do to these, but make it happen. ❞
Cause every guy that’s ever found you attractive and acted on it, back peddles months after, that’s when you’ve shown your worth. #buildemup #knowyourworth #blackislife #wale #backpedal #worthit #badd
♒ - cooking/food headcanon
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♒ - cooking/food headcanon
If Michael absolutely loves spicy food. Give him curry, chili, grilled peppers, ANYTHING and he will swallow that down. The only better thing than eating spicy food is making it. At first glance, most people wouldn’t think Michael knew how to cook, which can be true with certain recipes, but this Classic Heavy is really talented when it comes to making his spice.
And there’s a sick satisfaction that happens when a mercenary TRIES his food and they weren’t prepared for how incredibly hot and spicy it is.
In a way, I suppose, that was the only pranks he helped out with when it came to his Engineer’s son pranking his Scout. The only pranks at all.
