#thenewscout

[thenewscout]

(Continuation of @thecozycamper’s rp thread)

Staying low to the ground, the strange choice of carpet muffles their footsteps well enough to get a bit closer. Biting his tongue to prevent himself from jumping sky high at the nearby BANG! Of old heating units clattering to life.

Might’ve been Spy’s work.

Food for thought.

Picking up the pace, they fall into an uneasy rhythm. Scout unused to Mundy’s pace and vice versa. Not incomparable to a dog in how he follows at his heels, poking his head up every so often to listen for changes. Carpet turns to wood, soft thudding of shoes drowned out by the nearing debate. Dust, fried wires, salt and blowtorch fumes.

Through the door…

[thenewscout]

[ @rengineer ] "Merry Christmas, boy. Next time if the eggnog's got a kick like a mule, best not keep ridin’."

“Mmmerry Crimsmaas,” Scout holds a loose salute over his head, head laid back on the pillow. Alcohols outta the system, just left with a headache—playing it up, most likely. “‘Ey, maybe don’t spike it next time? Stuff was delicious, didn’t even notice.”

“Mostly.”

“Ok on second thought maybe it was kinda suspicious but I didn’t caaare it tasted good!!! Can you blame a guy?”

[thenewscout]

Thread part 2 (Meetings & the Respawn Incident)

@asktheredssniper

"Yeah... Definitely, even if he's a bit scary," Scout nods along. Knowing that Medic could at least bring them back was definitely a relief to him too. As scary as the guy could be, he couldn't bring himself to believe that he wasn't capable of bringing someone back from the dead.

"What do you mean?" He tilts his head in response to 'Hell mate, you are a lucky one,' watching as he eyed him up and down with disbelief. Suppressing a shudder himself, he cleared his throat, deciding to answer Mundy as well.

"I think Rusty was working on it, but I heard that we've got another new Engie on the way who's a bit more familiar with the ins and outs of the thing... I uh, wouldn't worry about it too much if I were you, alright?"

He'd feel bad about getting the new guy worked up over all of this if it weren't for the fact that he was a bit worked up about it too. Behind the façade of nonchalance was that constant rising panic of knowing something could permanently change his life without his input.

[thenewscout]

[ @rengineer ] " Tell me, boy, what makes you decided ta work here? "

O-Oh! It was kinda simple really.

Got roped into the whole ordeal when ma couldn't afford rent... I figured, well I'm just sittin' here, I've got some street smarts, couldn't be that bad right?

All I needed was some training and I could chip in a load of money for my family, right?

Yeah uh, no. My ma can definitely afford rent now, though!

[thenewscout]

Scout is still looking Sniper up and down, expression flicking back and forth between intimidated and guardedly curious.

“Huh.”

Fingers drumming on the table, he hesitates, before sliding off the seat and walking a bit closer.

“Are you worried ‘cause you’re new to this? Are you new like me? ‘Cause you don’t look new to this. Is it ‘cause I’m unfamiliar? You’re right that I’m the Scout, so I guess we’re familiar now. I’m Jeremy by the way, what’s your name? Did you forget something out there?”

[thenewscout]

Oh heck nah, here comes the doc.

[thenewscout]

“Hey, uh… Doc? You got a second?”

[thenewscout]

Okay. I’ve got this, I’ve got this, I can get there, it’s getting louder, definitely the kitchen, I can tell…