Look who finally made it.

[a_sharp_dresser]

[Hello Dear Mun, have a Spy folding his arms and tapping his foot impatiently.]

...

[...what?]

Don't play stupid, even if you are quite good at it. You know what I'm waiting for.

[...fine. I'm so sorry for waiting so long to make your account.]

Hmm...well, I suppose zhat is zhe best I can expect from you. Very well, your..."apology", if you can even call it zhat, is accepted.

[He waves his hand dismissively.]

At any rate, now zhat I am here I 'ave a bit of catching up to do. Which is fine, I do enjoy my job after all.

Comments

[not_onyourside]

I wish you luck wez eet. And also wez zhe journey to Paradise.

[a_sharp_dresser]

Ah, merci. I will need zhe luck wizh zhis mundane of mine.

[not_onyourside]

Oh? Somezzing wrong wez your mundane?

[a_sharp_dresser]

Three words: Full. Body. Cast.

[Or close enough to it.]

[not_onyourside]

Well. Zhat ees one way to make an entrance.

Eef I was zhere I would come keep you company.

[Or be really annoying.]

[a_sharp_dresser]

And I would appreciate zhe gesture.

[not_onyourside]

But as I am not you will have to make due wez zheir grouchy Sniper, cowardly Medic, zhe female Spy and zhe chatty female Sniper. I doubt any of zhem are as comforting as I would be.