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[bye_to_yer_head]

*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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Btw, you totally need to see this and hnghhh: http://youtu.be/AbTDoykk3AU

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I've already thinking about it, too late.

[The line face does nothing to scare her away.]

Ahahaaaaa... his grumpy face.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He hasn't seen her freakish man arms so he doesn't think she could pick him up. Though he probably weighs less than her flamethrower.*

Soinds loike a good way t' get me t' stab yoi in the throat.

Love his grumpy face. XD

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Why? Afraid I'll throw you from up high and let you brain matter splatter all over the cement?

[Taking a step closer, she totally teases him by extending her arms out and making grabby hands towards him.

Whoever said Pyro was scary and insane was wrong. More like playful and insane....and scary.]

He's in his underware a lot more thrn I would expect Sniper to be...

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He doesn't move, but if she gets much closer she'll find a kukri at her neck.*

I wouldn't let yoi get close enough.

And yoi couldn't pick me up, let alone throw me somewhere.

XD Agreed.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I disagree.

[Looking around the apartment, Pyro looks for something she assumes is about as heavy as this man. Looking at a large wooden table of sorts, the woman goes over to it and begins to crouch down.

Once underneath it, she places one hand firmly on the upper bottom part of the table and lifts it up off the ground with a proud grin on her face. Pointing at him with her empty hand, she shakes her head.]

Told you.

This icon is the face he would be making if he showed emotions ever.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Holy shit. Ignore him as he backs the fuck away.*

Alroight, maybe yoi could.

It'll happen sooner or later....xD

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[It makes you wonder if she could pick up Sasha....she can't.]

That's a good boy, just what I want to hear.

[Setting his table back then with a thud, she then skips over to the door and decides she's frightened Sniper enough that the rest of the day he'll be pissing in jars.

All in all, not a bad day.]

Well, my work here is done. Actually...it isn't. I was supposed to be at the fire station a few hours ago...but oh, who cares? Fires don't need to be put out. I like a nice light show.

Most likely later. this is probably the most he's talked to anyone.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Unfortunately he doesn't have any jars so he'll actually be using the bathroom like a normal person and grumbling about wasting perfectly good material.*

Good. Go away before I come t' my senses an ' remember how I normally use your head for target practice.

*Also he doesn'twant to be thrown out the window by the creepily strong mutant Pyro.*