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kabeeewm answered your post: More RPs Please?
you aposed to be in bed mama
(( I did go to bed though. XD
So, what do you wanna rp with this dork? Or we can always do more with Michael and Ande, if you want? Although, my muse for her is a little iffy... v.v ))
kabeeewm started following you
"It's noice t' see ya 'round, Demo!" She greeted him with a friendly grin and a wave.
"Hello." Mortis spoke from a shadowed corner.
00:00:00
"Merde merde merde merde merde merde merde!" It had been a long time since he'd bothered to check his wrist. Soulmates were a silly thing to believe in, but ever since the numbers had gotten smaller, he'd gotten more and more nervous. He'd meant to take the day off, be somewhere far away where he could find someone...
Now, it was far too late. The administrator wouldn't let him off for something silly like this, not when he had a job to do...
Licking his lips, he glanced down at the numbers just as he heard the faint sound of someone making their way towards where he'd been camping, waiting for his cloak and dagger to recharge. It wouldn't be enough to leave, but.
"Merde." He whispered again, instinctively hitting the button just as the Demoman came by to lob a few grenades down the corridor he'd been hiding in. It couldn't be...
But, who else was there? The Spy sucked in a deep breath, flattening himself against the wall as he glared at the bomb-lobbing oaf. Was this truly who he was meant for?
Sighing tiredly, Amoux dared to drop his disguise and cloak for now. If this was fate, there was no harm seeing what it was like to go with the grain before deciding if he wanted to go against it.
Sammy walks over to kabeeewm 's work place. "Hey um is my glass thing fully cooled?"
"Oi there, mate."
The beaver splice waved at the Demo, a bit of wood he'd been nibbling at in his hand. He was carving something into it.
kabeeewm started following you
"Who the fuck are you?"
