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*Sniper has already woken up and recovered his clothes and most importantly his gun and kukri. Now there's a video feed of him turning the 3STP over and over in his hands, clearly he has no idea which side to talk into.*

Bloody oath. How th' hell does this doovalacky work?

*He settles on just glaring at the thing hoping that it'll work for him.*

Anyone at base hear me? If yoir all on th' cart woulda been noice t' give me the heads up.

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A crazed gunman.

... Remind me t' put one between yoir eyes later.

Oh, I'm shaking in my boots.

Taka-kun should relax.

[She's already giving you a half insulting nickname with that 'kun' added on.]

Edited 2011-08-26 00:12 (UTC)

't-what?

Foine I'll play along. Where are yoi?

Don't worry, it's suiting for you.

See that large fountain in the middle of the city? I'll be waiting there.

I don't wanna know do I?

Roight. On m' way.

*With his knife out, just in case. He can not believe he's trusting a RED right now. Especially a RED Pyro. Who knew the thing could actually talk and make coherent sentences?*

Pyro will be sitting on the ledge of the fountain. Although she does have her flamethrower and axe handy, she isn't holding either in her hands. There's no reason to intimidate him if she has to have a conversation with him.

She just hopes this won't end up with her having to take her mask off.

*He approaches her cautiously, ignoring every instinct he has to shoot her right in that rubbery mask of hers.*

G'day.

Waving back, Pyro reaches next to her side and pulls out a small blue tulip. Since she knows her mumbles are hard to understand, she offers it out to him as a peace offering.

"Mrrrph."

*Whhh?*

Uh, thanks mate.

*He'll take it and awkwardly tuck it into the pocket of his vest with the bullets, feeling sort of foolish to have a flower on him. But the last thing he wants is to piss the Pyro off and get lit on fire.*

"Mppphhh mnnn hudda mrphhh mnnnphhhh."

She's trying to tell him she wants a truce.

As he tucks the tulip in his vest, underneath her mask she smiles a little at the gesture.

*He understood almost none of that.*

Yoi want a what now?

"Mrfffnnph."

Truce.

Why does she have a feeling this is going to take awhile?

*He just stares at her.*

Roight. I have no idea what yoi just said t' me.

Placing her hands on her gas mask, she holds onto it rather nervously. She doesn't want to expose what is underneath to a BLU, but it might come to that point in order to have a proper conversation.

"Mnnnn?"

*He just shakes his head. He is not fluent in mumbling, sorry Pyro. That's what happens when you avoid talking to your own team.*

She should of expected this. In the end, she can't hide it forever...

Slipping the mask off, she keeps her eyes closed for a moment before speaking. Perhaps in hoping to trick him of her true gender, she uses her emergency man voice she's practiced in case she ever got caught without her mask off back home.

"I don't want to kill you."

Yoi said as much on the phone thing.

*And Sniper could not care less what she looks like under that mask.*

I'm noit gonna shoot yoi either.

"Good. I would appreciate it if you'd leave my Sensei and Engineer in peace as well.

...

BLU Scout is around here somewhere."

Sighing, she slipped her gloved fingers through her messed up hair.

"I'd like to use our skills for getting the hell out of here. The question is, how does one threaten a God?"

Scout? Surprised I can't hear him already.

I'll only be takin' down yoir Engineer if he's pointing sentries in my direction.

*he has no idea how to respond to that last part. What was she talking about?*

I'm sure it'll only be a matter of time.

As long as your friendly, he'll be a gentlemen.

[Slipping her hand in her pocket, Pyro pulls out a cigarette and takes her flamethrower dangerously close to her face. With a small burst of flames, Pyro lights up and inhales deeply.]

Instead of taking orders from the Head Bitch, we get to listen to the Gods spout off crap all day.

Friendly isn't one th' things I excel at.

Gods?

That's why alcohol and nicotine exists.

Sou. They are the rulers of this world.

*Well he figures she isn't going to suddenly attack him so he tucks his kukri into his belt and folds his arms.*

Doesn't sound all that different than th' Administrator back home.

[That gets her to smile.]

I'm less frightened of them then her.

[Text] Rofl.

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