Roll Call

[sentryslinger]

Alright now, Miss Mundane. I know you're wantin' to know how many of us BLUs and REDs there are around these parts, but even if I ask, I can't guarantee everyone will answer. Some folks ain't much for talkin'.

But you're right. It don't hurt much to just ask around, 'less someone comes after me for my occupational affiliation. And I know how to take care of myself if that happens. Now that I can guarantee.

Comments

[bye_to_yer_head]

And people get these things willingly?

[sentryslinger]

All the time, slim. All the time.

[bye_to_yer_head]

An' what do I get out of it? Cats do anythin' useful?

[sentryslinger]

They're good company. Keep your lap warm. And a lot of ladies love 'em.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Keep my lap warm. Now there's somethin' I never knew I always needed.

*Eyeroll.*

I think it's th' kitten thing. Miss Pauling seemed t' loike it.

[sentryslinger]

Did she? She come over to visit it often in this city you're in?

[bye_to_yer_head]

She has to. We run a business together, I catch fish an' she sells it t' the restaurants and grocery stores. So she sees th' kitten a lot.

*There is nothing suspicious about this.*

[sentryslinger]

[Nothing at all.]

Now ain't that nice, you two startin' a business together. Keepin' each other afloat, I expect.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well at th' toime I was th' only BLU in town. I'm sure she thought she was being charitable.

*Uh-huh. Sure.*

[sentryslinger]

Charitable?

[And he's laughing again. He doesn't believe that for one second.]

Slim, don't you ever change!

[bye_to_yer_head]

I ... what?

*He rubs the back of his neck, confused as to what he said that was so funny.*

[sentryslinger]

Nevermind, slim. Never you mind. You'll figure it out one of these days.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm gettin' th' feeling I don't want t' know.

[sentryslinger]

You might eventually. You won't be at this job forever, you know.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yeah yeah. Why's everyone keep tellin' me that? I ain't that old yet.

[sentryslinger]

Well I know that. We're not that far apart in age. It's just a fact of life is all.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Don't mean we all gotta be reminded of it constantly.

[sentryslinger]

Just tryin' to get you to think ahead, slim.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I got plans fer retirement, don't you worry Truckie.

So how's things been fer you around here? Seein' as it seems t' be just you, me an' that cowardly Medic.

[sentryslinger]

Now don't you forget Pyro. I'm fine enough because the REDs around here don't seem too bloodthirsty, but I like to think her help has come in handy.

Some of them Spies are a bit of work, but at least my back has remained knife-free.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well that's somethin' at least. Don't worry too much about th' Spies, Pyro tries t' keep 'em as pets. So they should stay far away. For th' most part.

Though how she even tells them apart I'll never know.

[sentryslinger]

I'm startin' to notice a trend with Pyros and keepin' people as pets. Or tryin' to.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Seems t' be a common thing. Probably inhaled too many fumes in that mask 'f theirs.

[sentryslinger]

Maybe they're just lonely back there. It's gotta be tough, livin' a lot of your life behind a mask.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Don't mean they should start adopting enemy Spies. I'm sure even th' Spies would appreciate it if they just got goldfish like a normal person.