#samthesniper

[thebleuspider]

Feeling her struggle more at the mention of the sniper who came to her aid before, the sniper chuckled cruelly. "Ooooh, gotta thing for that runt, huh?" Satisfied that she was unarmed he let her feet drop to the floor before shoving her into the counter. "Did think a cold bitch like ya had a heart." His hands pressing hard against the counter. "Maybe I should send it to him as a gift when I'm done?"

The second her feet hit the ground, Madilin let out a gasp for air as her delicate fingers came to play at her now red aching neck. A deep snear would have been openly on her feminine features if she wasn’t too busy coughing to clear her now sore throat. “…jou…jou leave ‘im alone…” She managed to rasp out defiantly, even as the air was swept from her lungs as he shoved her hard into the counter. Her eyes watering as she bit back the noise of pain that wanted to cough from her. The sniper could do whatever he wanted to her, but Sam was off limits. No one bothered him but her.

[knox-the-sniper]

Gunna be on for a bit if anyone wants to talk (rp/whater). Where did that guy go who was talking to me about sandwiches? Or was it pie?  I'll talk about anything.

         Alaine mun is at work (keep bothering her with texts ;p), and Sam mun is MIA.

[knox-the-sniper]

This is my mates bloody bird. Samthesniper

[knox-the-sniper]

♫ 웃 ⌘

♫ : Three of my muses favorite songs.

"Well, I do love tha oldah stuff, classic rock an’ all that. So I suppose I’d say, Dead or Alive, Hurt, an’ Highway ta’ hell."

웃 : Three people that are important to my muse.

"That one’s a lil’ hardah since my family is tha most important ta me an there’s like sixty five of us. Heh, so I guess I’ll break it down ta tha three top most important people ta me; ‘Laine, Anna an’ Sam."

⌘ : Was my muse good in school?

"Good in school how? If were askin if I made good grades,…sure, I wasn’t too bad. If were talkin’ behavior wise,…heh…well not so much."

[knox-the-sniper]

Well, if it's got meat in it, I'll eat it. Especially things that start with a B, apparently. Beef Tongue, Biltong, Brisket... probably more but I can't think of anything...

Chuckling into his beer Knox nodded in agreement, the BLU sniper and his family being cut from a similar cloth. “Yeah, I’m ‘bout tha same; love ta grill. Usually Anna, Sam an’ I throw tagetha our grills out’ere an have a cook out for anyone on tha base that want’s somethin’ ta eat.” Gesturing between the campers to the people he spoke of as he named off his sister and best friend, “Hell, even lil’ Joey sometimes help’s out.” Nodding to one of the older looking campers off to the left of the base where one of the younger Bridden cousin’s resided. “Kid’s neva really been big on cook out’s by he can make one hell of a ‘bob; my aunt’s recipe.”  

[thebleuspider]

Do you love Samthesniper? He has stated he does a lot and now he's fighting his BEST friend for you.... that says so much. Don't waist that.

For a moment the slender spy leaned against the wall leading into the hall toward her room as the gray face spoke, those soft powder hues flickering down to her peep toed heels adorning her feet with soft expression that could almost be mistaken as tenderness as her slender arms crossed over her chest with a soft breath, looking as if she was attempting to be the shadow on the wall. “Oui,….I know he has…” Her words hardly a loud enough to be a whisper as those depthless hues slowly glanced upward to the no-face, something deeper dancing across those pools as her gaze flickers away again, “…il rend mon coeur s’arrête à chaque fois qu’il fait, …mais je sais que c’est un mensonge …”Using the french as a shield to protect herself as she pushed off the wall to turn down the hall, whispering under her breath, “..love is only in books…” The sound of her heels snapping behind her the only thing left to echo off the concrete walls. 

[knox-the-sniper]

knox ur a dick to say all that to samtherealsniper

"Yeah! Well,…what did tha ‘tard expect?" The growling man rumbled as the animal side got the better of him as his amber eyes flashed with gold as his temper flared once more. "He went insultin’ my nurse an’ always expects me ta just let it slide. I’m sick of it!" The last part yelled out as he slammed his fist into the kitchen cabinet door with a deep chest vibrating growl, instantly punching a hole through the flimsy wood with a sharp crack, causing the aussie to curse lowly as he retracted his hand. "An’…an’ ta say that shit ‘bout kids…."His foot flying into his oven door with a hard smash as he rumbled out again, earning the door a far worse dent than usual. 

[knox-the-sniper]

Death To A Sniper - Samthesniper

Sam watched both Alaine’s and Knox’s retreat feeling like the ass he was being at the moment before pulling himself rom the ground. “AT LEAST MY SHEILA KNOWS THE MEANING OF THE WORD PORTION CONTROL! MY SHEILA WON’T DIE FROM A HEART ATTACK!” he yelled loud enough for the ticking time bomb of rage to hear him from his camper. Starting to stalk towards his camper. “BESIDES MADDY WOULD NEVAH! AN SIDES LAINES THE ONE YA GOTTA WORRY ABOUT DISECTIN YA!” he barked through the bent up door. 

Within seconds of closing his door the large sniper reappeared again, the flimsy metal barrier shooting open like a the speeding bullets from a barrel as the fuming man stalked forward, bringing himself nearly flush with his best mate before giving him a hard shove. "God damn it Mundy! Ya neva learn ta shut yer god damn mouth do ya?!" He growled out as his temper soared, fire nearly in his eyes as he stalked forward still, giving him another shove; jabbing his thick finger in the man's chest with enough force to make him move. "An' yer right, yer sheila wont die of a heart attack." He agreed as his tone dropped to a dangerous low, "She's gunna die from which eva bloke she's given it too at tha time, isn't she? I mean, eitha from tha diseases she's caught or when finally one of'em get's sick'er FREE SERVICES!" The last part nearly yelled out between his clenched teeth as he nearly shook from anger, a hint of animal behind his gaze.