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[bye_to_yer_head]

*Sniper is sitting on his roof. He's sitting on his roof and he's moping. Surrounding him are the shattered bits and pieces of his Machina, probably about 15 or so chunks of what used to be a high powered sniper rifle. The only piece that looks like it's still functional is the scope and that's only because Medic was holding that when Sniper dropped his gun.

As if that whole fiasco with Medic and the ferris wheel wasn't bad enough, now this... He's just looking at it glumly, occasionally reaching out to try and piece it back together. Spoiler: It's not going to work. He's actually more upset right now about his gun than he's ever been about anything in his life. Eventually he gives up and just sits on his roof with his hands in his hair, wondering how he'll ever get another gun as good as that one was.*

Comments

[bye_to_yer_head]

Oh.

*Well that cuts through his stupor he seems to be in. He actually feels a bit bad that he's partially the cause of Medic's gun no longer working.*

That fixable?

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

I am not sure. I haff been trying to take apart vhat ist still recognizable und reconstruct zhe plans.

Maybe I can fix it.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well.. Here's hopin' it's salvageable. All we've got left of home seems t' be our weapons.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

I do not mind zhem being zhe only zhings ve haff hier from home.

[Here comes some reluctant admitting.]

...just as long as ve do not haff to use zhem against one anozher vhen zhere ist no true reason for doing so.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Don't tell me you loike it here better?

I can't say I miss gettin' killed or horribly injured on a daily basis. And I'm not real eager t' continue th' Administrator's war if I'm not gettin' paid.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

In a vay... I do. I never joined zhat var because I had zhe choize anyvay. Und even if it gets boring hier at times... At least ve are free to do vhat ve vant.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Free t' sit around an' be bored.

You ain't a slave t' th' job. You can quit whenever you want. Probably already made a boatload of money anyway.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Maybe. But vhat zhen? Vhat vould you do after quitting BLU? How much of a normal life do you still haff left after-... How long haff you been vorking for zhem now?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Twelve years.

I hadn't thought that much about. Probably travel. There's plenty 'f places I ain't been yet.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Hrn. Hardly surprising choize. Zhough not one I vould consider for myself. Zhere are... Several plazes I vould razher not return to.

[bye_to_yer_head]

What would you do then? Or do I not want t' know?

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

I haff no idea. After about zhirty years on different battlefields it gets hard to remember zhere are ozher zhings as vell.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Can't fight forever Doc. An' unless yer Solly I don't think anyone wants to.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Nein. Probably not. But as long as ve are hier, I am not going to zhink about it too much as vell.

[bye_to_yer_head]

That's assumin' any of us ever get out 'f this troppo place.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Ve vill haff to see about zhat...

[And there he goes, resuming to walk away at least and leaving the BLU to himself.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Hn.

*He goes back to moping. But thoughtfully moping now.*