7th Headshot || Video

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Sniper appears on the feed, human again and smoking, a bottle of beer on the table in front of him. So what that it's before noon? Who cares.*

Glad that nonsense is over with. Thought I'd let th' lot 'f you know I'm gonna be gone for a few days, so you don't think that bloody spook killed me or nothin'. But I uh.. seem t' be missin' some 'f my stuff. Cassidy? You seen an ammo pouch? 'Bout this big *He holds his hands about four inches apart.* Leather an' full 'f ammo?

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[hasstandards]

Eugh. When ya put it that way, I realize I oughtta be happy with my good fortune. At least a dog isn't the worst thing you could've been.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Least ya weren't around when I got turned into a badger an' Pyro troid t' adopt me.

[hasstandards]

[He looks mildly horrified.]

What is it with this place and animals? No wonder she likes it here.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Hell if I know. I dunno what that was, seemed t' be just me, but I was also only a few inches big so I couldn't work the comm.

*He snorts irritably.*

Of course she does. An' then we get stuck here with a bunch 'f animals and we can't even shoot 'em!

[hasstandards]

It's like a cruel punishment aimed just at us. At least you ain't gotta live with her, though I suppose I should be grateful she hasn't brought every talkin' animal in sight here.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm sure she's gettin' to it. Lucky you. Yer own personal zoo. And a Spy t' boot.

[hasstandards]

[His look of displeasure knows no bounds.]

Just one more reason I'm out of here the moment I'm well enough.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well don't get yerself hurt while I'm gone. Everytoime ya go hobblin' around on that leg is another week yer stuck here.

[hasstandards]

Right. Better take it easy, or I'll have to ask Spy for help.

[Another small shudder. He does not even want to consider that.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm sure he'd be thrilled t' carry you everywhere an' look after all yer needs.

[hasstandards]

I'd rather he not come anywhere near me. Hopefully, Pyro will keep him away when she gets back.

[bye_to_yer_head]

She ain't here? Hn.

Yeah, she doesn't seem to loike Spies much does she? Of course I'm not sure who does.

[hasstandards]

Nah. She'll probably be back anytime now.

[He doesn't seem terribly happy about that fact.]

Then she can do what she does best and threaten him with fire.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Almost feel sorry for th' bloke.

No. No I don't.

She ain't that bad mate. Just lounge around an' enjoy th' breakfast in bed while it lasts. Or else your gonna end up with a permanent limp an' that'll just be your future.

[hasstandards]

[There's something off about his stone face as he takes a deep breath, pushing some unsaid concern down.]

Right. Wouldn't want that. It could always be worse.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Course it can. And I'm sure yer th' bloke t' think up ways it could be.

[hasstandards]

Of course.

[There's no hint of humor in his voice. He heads back for the front door.]

Well. Don't want to keep you. Thanks again for the knife, mate. I'm sure she'll come in handy.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Don't go killin' everyone while I'm gone.

*He turns t' leave, but hesitates.*

Thanks mate, fer keepin' my stuff safe.

[hasstandards]

No worries. I wouldn't want your things fallin' into the wrong hands.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Roight.

*He hesitates, about to say something else, but leaves it unsaid. He just nods politely to the other Sniper and heads out to gather his stuff.*