mostmodestguyever said: You take care!
[ Trying to and will keep doing the best I can, hun. Thank you! <3 ]
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mostmodestguyever said: You take care!
[ Trying to and will keep doing the best I can, hun. Thank you! <3 ]
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She also got moody when I called her moody.
Are you trying to get early training in for fighting this ‘little girl’?!
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How perfect. Awful violin as the background music for Dale’s mourning.
She’s... just gonna stop and check the watering can. “You... you okay there?”
“Boy, I sure hope zhe poor RED Scout knows Saxton vas beat by a little girl en a fight... oh such a shame et vould be if he were to find out.”
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Come say that to my face.
Is it gonna be full’a snot an’ tears for that Medic’s can? ‘Cause I ain’t touchin’ you with a fuckin’ twenty meter pole, if that’s th’ case.
The scout tries to act innocent as the demolady approaches, very deliberately looking at everything in the room except her. His body stiffens as she leans over him, Dale’s deep blue eyes locking with Aoife’s mismatched eyes. All the doubt he had about the identy of the woman was blown away the moment he heard her voice.
“The hell happened to you?!”
Likewise--his exclamation appears to blow the demo away, her head reeling back as if she could dodge the loud barrage of surprise.
"... That girl yer so fond of killed me while respawn wasn't at its best."
Dale is staring at Aoife from across the rec-room. If she glances back at him, he quickly looks away. He knits his brow, not entirely sure who this white-haired demoman is.
It’s hard for Aoife to not return those prying eyes with judgmental ones of her own. Striding over to fold her arms along her chest, the demo wastes no time in leaning down to give him a good view of half-lidded, heterochromic eyes and a casual smirk.
“Can I help you, kiddo?”
♥ mostmodestguyever
...Ooooh. Fuck, this is gonna--
Dale, uh-- Have you heard the, ah, news?