#originally eccentric

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@originally-eccentric 「ｘ」

She had been quick to cut him off; Removing the blade from his throat before slamming the tool into one of his arms - twisting it in place - before yanking him a little closer to the ground. Barely a scratch compared to how he had killed Medic (not permanently per say, but enough to rattle anyone).

After all, time travel? She’s heard of weird things - seen and lived through weirder - but there was always a limit to what one could believe. There were better odds that the man before her was a spy that managed to upgrade their disguises, but that idea went up in smoke when his presumed disguise didn’t.

“Try again. Who are you, and how did you get here?”

It would be wrong to think that one could get a straight answer from a nutjob, but she tried anyway. Partly to sedate her own confusion. Partly because she wasn’t sure of what to do about the intruder. True, they had killed the doctor, but they managed to avoid raising any alarms. Hell, even a spy couldn’t get away with that after so long, and she couldn’t hear the stark voice of the administrator shrieking that there was an intruder in the medbay.

So that left him as either a secret member of the administration, or a lunatic civilian, and she was much more inclined to believe the latter.

[gunsliingiing]

@originally-eccentric asked: 🛏- Your muse finds my muse napping in their bed! It had been a long day, and Thomas was exhausted, all the caffeine of his oh so beloved coffee having worn off. He had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing shorts and a shirt too big for him, entirely ready for bed. Slowly he opened the door to his room and flicked the light on, only to blink in confusion. Was that Tobias? In his bed? He smiled warmly to himself and flicked off the lights again, before crawling into his bed and snuggling up under the covers, to wrap his arms around the engineer and give him a little kiss on the cheek

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💋 + Base of the neck [@originally-eccentric] [feel free to smack him]

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At any normal time, taking the Spy by surprise was a rather difficult endeavour. He made a point of always being mindful of his environment, always making sure he knew exactly how many people were in the same room as he was, where they were, and what they were doing. Most of the time, he could see them coming. But that evening, after not having slept well the previous night and spent a rather awful day on the battlefield (for some reason the REDs had all decided to gang up on him, taking turns in chasing him specifically), he made the mistake of letting his guard down, as he stood alone in the rec room. Having left his vest and guns in his room, he considering exchanging his trousers and shirt (top buttons undone) for his zhiduo. If he was going to sulk all evening, he might as well be comfortable.

Feeling a streak of black hair falling on his forehead, he sighed and took off his hairpins, before quickly tying his hair up again, leaving no hair brushing against his neck. He had barely let his hands down to focus on making his tea, that suddenly a presence made itself known in his back when cold lips kissed the back on his neck, right at the base above his shirt. Uncharasterically, the startled Spy yelped, an unfamiliar shiver running down his spine, and he turned around rather abruptbly, hand reaching for the knives that weren’t there, only to find… “Tobias? What the hell are you doing?” He blurted out, unable to hide his surprise and his vexation.

[uncannygears-archived]

CRASH!! [@originally-eccentric]

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Well, it had been a while since she had last seen a storm like this one. Rain pouring, thunder rolling, wind blowing and threatening to rip off the roof at this rate. Dear God, the last time she was witnessed such a weather had been in Wales, and even by Welsh standards it had been pretty horrific. Curled up under a blanket on the sofa of her workshop, with a cup of tea burning her hands, she was deeply absorbed in a novel when suddenly a very loud and very alarming crash made her jump two feet high and almost drop her cup of tea. Bolting onto her feet she opened wide eyes as she saw the shattered glass, the now broken window, and the silhouette of the person that had literally just gone through it, from the outside in.

What was even more surprising than having someone choosing to enter from a window in the middle of a massive storm, was the identity of that person.

“Mr Schmidt?” She exclaimed, incredulous, before making her way to him with her blanket wrapped around her shoulders. “My goodness, are you alright? What - what happened, how come you come flying through my widow like this?” She asked, very puzzled and very confused.

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"-ahAHAHAHAHAHA! I AM A GOD- Wait, this isn't my workshop." [@originally-eccentric]

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“Indeed not, sweetheart - and if you don’t tell me right now whatcha doin’ in my interrogation room, I’m afraid you won’t live long enough to see your workshop again.” The young woman calmly stated, a gun pointed a the stranger who had dared entering her sanctuary. Well, torture room would probably be more appropriate of a word, considering the various pain-inflicting apparatuses scattered everywhere, but that was a minor detail.

“So, wanna tell me how you got here before I lose my patience? I’m warning you, I don’t have lots of it.” She added with what would have been a sweet smile if it hadn’t come from her.

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Continuation for originally-eccentric

@originally-eccentric "Yeah those. Y'all know how hard it is t' pronounce them German things with my accent?" He asked, laughing happily along with Tobias. "A' course that don't mean that I wouldn't love t' learn some things from ya. Yer so smart I bet y'all could teach me just about everythin', even though I never did go t' any school or anythin' fancy like." He admitted, tilting his head slightly into the touch of his warm cheek. "Little bunny? I like that!" He admitted, with a bright grin. "Kinda funny too, I love rabbits. But a' course, I love pretty much any animal I come across." As he continued to listen though, his blush returned to him tenfold, being assisted by the touch at the corner of his surprisingly soft lips. Tobias...thought of him as his treasure...? "Y-yeah, those're alright...." He murmured, mind starting to get a bit hazy. He was Tobias' little bunny, and his sweetie, and...his treasure... Slowly, as clear thought evaded him completely now, he tilted his hat back slightly and wrapped his arms around Tobias' neck, before leaning up to press their lips together gently. It was a sweet and slow kiss, but it only lasted for a few seconds before he pulled away again, eyes wide and face turning completely red. "A-ah- Uhm-....I, uh" He stammered, suddenly realizing what he had done. "Ah- s-sorry I should just- uh- go..." He mumbled anxiously, head lowering as he tried to squirm his way away from Tobias then.

[uncannygears-archived]

"-und just a little spark of electricity to... Oh no. No, no, no! That isn't right at all!" [@originally-eccentric]

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“You bet that isn’t right at all, you’re not supposed to be in here, Sir.” Megan stated, holding the shotgun pointed at the stranger who was standing in her workshop. Being awaken in the middle of the night by a wheezing and worrying sound was never a nice feeling, but finding an intruder in the base? Even worse. 

“I’ll ask you to state your name, occupation and what business brought you here. Trust me, it will make things much easier for both of us.” The Engineer added. It this man was a BLU Spy, she was going to find out soon enough - but if he wasn’t, other measures would have to be taken. She remained amiable, but as the shotgun seemed to indicate, she wasn’t willing to take any risks.

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Goddammit. He got lost again. Jesse once more cursed all those building that looked exactly like each other, confusing him and his lack of sense of direction even more than necessary. Not to mention the thunderstorm - the bloody fucking thunderstorm. It had caught him as he was making his way back to the base, and now he was soaking wet, and he couldn’t see anything through the curtain of pouring rain, and he was probably going to get electrocuted by lightning, and everything sucked.  The assassin sighed, before he started advancing again, towards what he thought to be the general direction of the BLU headquarters.

He finally started to recognise a few buildings, including the resident Engineer’s workshop. What he had not expected, however, was to see said Engineer standing outside in the rain too, looking way happier than he was. “Tobias? What are you plotting out there, get back inside!” Jesse sort of ordered, walking up to him in the hope of finding shelter in the workshop.