#kleinsthemedic

[blumediziner]

Babe

Tie yelped and turned to see what just happened. When he saw who it was he took a step back and scowled some. 

"Oh... it's you."

[derrierevous-blog]

"T'ch. Vhat vould you know, eh, whoreson?" Kleins asks with a smirk. "Wizh that gaping cavern you call an asshole, how could you possibly feel anyzhing?"

"That was quite possibly the most disturbing sentence I have ever heard, but moving on; if I’m such a whore, that’d mean I’ve seen it all. And honey, what you’re sporting isn’t that impressive."

[aussiemarksman-blog]

"Mick!" Kleins says, holding a squirming child in his arms. "Ze little girl will not take her bath!" (I'm sort I saw the medic one and I couldn't help myself)

The Sniper chuckled, moving forward to take the difficult child from her other father with a head shake, "Ya ain't gonna get her ta take a bath like that mate. Where's her bath toys? And the bloody bubble bath yeah?" He gestured to the cabinet the supplies were kept in, balancing the toddler on his hip, allowing her to take his aviators from his face. "Ya act like ya ain't ever been through this 'ere Doc. Didn't ya give her a bath just the other day?"

[blumediziner]

Cont. Ask rp for kleinsthemedic

Tie's eyes narrowed at the comment about his name. "I-I prefer to go by Tie..." his tone was a bit of a growl now. "Vhat do you vant?"

[redbritishsniper]

kleinsthemedic is in your sight

"Medic." A simple nod was given to him as she was in the middle of reading the morning newspaper.

[blumediziner]

A low evil chuckle purrs behind Tie. "Vell, vell..vhere is your Heavy, meine kleine Taube?" Kleins asks, his eyes reflecting a murderous hunger.

Tie tensed when he heard something from behind him. He had gotten separated from his team and that was never a good thing for a medic. At least not a team medic. 

"I vas vizh a soldier..." He corrected as he slowly turned to see the man addressing him blutsauger in hand. 

"Shouldn't you be vizh your team?"

[laddymacdeth]

kleinsthemedic started following you

Craig frowned deeply when he saw a RED Medic puttering about. With the full moon only a few days away, he was already beginning to feel far more antagonistic than usual. Pushing himself up to his feet, the Demoman drew himself to his full height as he glowered down at the enemy Medic.

"And where d'ye think ye're going, ya hing-oot, cakey, dreep, glaikit, hackit, heidbangin' bampot?" He called out as he approached the Medic as fast as his old prosthetic would allow. "Ye heid-the-baw or something, ya ginky jakey keech? Ye cannae come waltzing around on our side like ya own the whole mockit place."