Unhappy Spy is a dangerous Spy.

[not_onyourside]

I do not like zhis place anymore. Take me back to zhe ozzer one. Zhat was better. Everyone here ees cranky and irritable.

And zhey keep secrets from me. No one keeps secrets from me.

No one.

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[hasstandards]

[Sniper seems pleased, still grinning as he gets to his feet, a bit wobbly.]

Guess I oughtta pack this up. You want one more?

[not_onyourside]

Non, zhank you.

[Spy stays where he is.]

Have you noticed how quiet eet ees? Where ees Soldier?

[hasstandards]

Hm?

[He looks over his shoulder toward the base.]

I suppose it is. Don't know where Soldier's gone, though. Probably off with Demoman doin' God knows what.

[not_onyourside]

I am wondering eef zhis ees a night I should sleep off zhe base.

Normally when he ees gone he comes back and starts blowing zhings up.

[hasstandards]

Yeah, that sounds about like him.

I suppose you could get a room in town.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees what I am zhinking. I am making zheir fortune at zhe hotel. Zhey should name zhe room after me.

[hasstandards]

You... are just gonna sleep there, right?

[not_onyourside]

Of course. What else would I be doing?

[hasstandards]

I don't know.

[Yes he does.]

[not_onyourside]

[Eyebrow arch.]

I said I wanted to sleep. I have had enough sleepless nights pursuing ozzer activities zhe past few days.

[hasstandards]

Duly noted.

I'd offer to let ya sleep on the floor of my camper, but we know how well that goes.

[not_onyourside]

None of us sleep as well as we should. Zhough I am tired enough zhat I might.

[hasstandards]

I s'ppose I can clean up a bit for you, then. It's a bit of a mess right now. I was sorting out my ammo earlier to see what all I had.

[not_onyourside]

[Blink.]

You were being serious? You would let me sleep here?

[hasstandards]

It'd save you a drive, wouldn't it?

[not_onyourside]

Oui.

[He still can't believe that Sniper is offering.]

Zhank you.

[hasstandards]

No worries, mate.

[And with that, he grabs his bow and his Machina and heads in to pick up a bit.]

[not_onyourside]

[Spy gets to his feet and retrieves the arrow from the target dummy, and the ones from the wall, one of them broken into pieces. Setting the arrows by his feet he stands a good distance away from the dummy and takes aim with his revolver. Four bullets go into the poor targets chest, and two off into the nothing.

He grins. He's always been fairly good at shooting things that aren't moving. Now if only the opposing team would stand still and let him shoot them. He might never have to get blood on a suit again.]

[hasstandards]

[Sniper tucks away his assorted ammunition into their various pouches and boxes, hanging his weapons back on the wall. Back into the base the cooler and drinks go- he gets a spare blanket while he's there, just in case Spy takes him up on his offer.]

[not_onyourside]

[Spy is sitting in the shade of the camper, grinning like a madman.]

Bushman! Look, mozzer nature loves you.

[He gestures to the underside of the camper where several small purplish flowers are thriving in the shade.]

[hasstandards]

[Sniper eyes them.]

A sign I probably oughtta move my camper more often. Clearly it's been sittin' in one spot too long.

[Though he says that, he still goes and inspects the little patch a bit closer.]

[not_onyourside]

You should show zhe Pyro before you do. She may enjoy zhem.

[He pokes one with a gloved finger, making it bob up and down on its stem.]

[hasstandards]

[He turns away to hide that tinge on his face. Spy practically read his mind.]

Right. Maybe.

[not_onyourside]

[Spy just grins, rolling onto his stomach with his chin in his hands.]

Zhey are very pretty.

[hasstandards]

Yeah. They are.

[He's going to pluck one and tuck it into the band of his hat for safe-keeping, intending to give it to Pyro later. Don't give him that look.]