#unflappablered

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↪ @unflappable-red // continued from here;;

MOMENTS PASSED IN WHICH THE MEDIC AWAITED a response, and yet it did not come. He glanced up at last to peer at Engineer over the rim of his glasses. Ah – so his little threat was taken as more than just a joke.  ❝ Please, no need to stand there floundering like ein Kind. It is just a knife, Herr Engineer. ❞

Absently, he pressed the tip of a finger lightly down the sharp blade of the knife. Really, people were so jumpy nowadays; he took out an old memory to play around with a bit, and suddenly they acted as if he were about to eviscerate them.  ❝ No need to seem so unsettled. Erm... what were we talking about? You may move, by the way, there is no use playing as a statue. ❞  How exactly had it come to all this joking around, anyway?

[lil-lady-lily]

@unflappable-red

It was getting late, but Engineer wasn’t busy. He was trailing a pen absently in his notebook, not really working on one thing or another. He sat up at the knock and turned in his chair.

“Sure thing Scout, what’s goin’ on? The radiators break down again or somethin’?”

She edged further into the room, rubbing at a spot on the floor with the toe of her shoe.

“Nah, nothin’ like that,” she said, shaking her head. “I just, ah, wanted to see how ya’ sentry was doin’. I know I kinda...I wasn’t too gentle with it, and--” Lily trailed off, pursing her lips as a hand rotated. “I jus’ wanted ‘ta see if you were still mad at me, I don’t want no bad feelin’s between us--”

[poisonsculpted]

❝ smoking drugs? ❞

@unflappable-red  || dear evan hansen starters  ||  ACCEPTING

     HE STOPS MID-DRAG, A BILLOW of hot smoke catching a moment too long in his lungs. Company was not expected – a notion that’s all too clear in the rarely-seen slouch of Spy’s back and the resting of a chin in folded arms crossed atop the dispenser he’s currently supervising. He exhales, a slow and careful process, as back straightens and suspicious eyes slide over to the RED engineer.

     No, he is not  ❛ smoking drugs, ❜  as the other man’s failed attempts at cleverness seem to imply.  ( Though he is sure that his own medic would berate his choice of response. As the man tends to do when it comes to habits of the Spy’s sort. )  But never mind that when he has a job here to finish up.

     Spy snatches up the sapper from its perch on the dispenser, certain enough that its work has already been done, and draws his pistol from the confines of his jacket. Just a bullet or two, and the engineer’s precious machinery will be rendered a useless pile of scrap. With all this considered, there should be time for pause and perchance a bit of amusement.

     ❝ — perhaps. What is it to you, Labourer ? Surely you should be keeping an eye on your guns instead… of course, unless you would prefer to wait for me to finish here and then inquire again while I’m on my way to your little nest ? ❞

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✂  @unflappable-red plotted for a STARTER;;

     ❝ NEIN — ! ❞  THE OBJECTION RESOUNDS BEFORE LUDWIG has the chance to stop himself. Immediately, a small hand rises to clasp over his mouth; the shame of spitting the foreign word catches up with him soon enough, and cherry red shame blossoms in his cheeks. It is difficult to control how he talks when he hardly does in the first place. 

     But hearing this boy go around and say things like this! Ludwig can’t stay quiet. And so he does all he can think to do: He blurts out everything on his mind, without a thought to control the overpowering accent grating in his words.

     ❝ Robots are NOT better. Saying that when you don’t know a thing about biology! ❞  Ludwig thinks he has very good self-control. But when it comes to... to a robotics fanatic insulting Dr. Frankenstein?  ❝ Und the teacher has said that you have to apologise for it! ❞

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