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

[hasstandards]

Brilliant. Now my mun can stop askin' me what happened to you, as if I'd know.

[sentryslinger]

Good to see you around these parts, Spy. You let me know if I can help you out with that catchin' up business.

[a_sharp_dresser]

[Have a smirk.]

Nice to see you too, Bushman.

[hasstandards]

I'll have you know I've been on my best behavior in your absence.

[a_sharp_dresser]

Ah, Laborer, you never let me down. That would be much appreciated, merci.

[a_sharp_dresser]

I expected nothing less.

[A beat.]

And what of my teammates? Have zhey been well?

[sentryslinger]

Well, you haven't missed much. Numbers are pretty even on both sides, we've got two Assistants wanderin' around keepin' an eye on things, and no one has killed anyone yet, I don't think. Only a few shots been fired, too.

Overall, things aren't so bad around here.

[hasstandards]

You're better off asking them yourself. I don't talk to 'em.

[Usually.]

[a_sharp_dresser]

As informative as ever, I see.

[Lineface.]

Very well. What of your teammates, zhen?

[hasstandards]

Doin' well enough. I don't particularly talk to them, either.

[Sometimes.]

[a_sharp_dresser]

[And the smile's back now.]

Now you are lying to me, mon ami.

[hasstandards]

[Have one of his indistinct, disgruntled sounds. He hates being called on things like this.]

Pyro's fine. Spy's fine. Demoman's drunk. Most of 'em are nowhere to be seen. Too many Medics and Scouts and spooks for my liking. There. That what you want to hear?

[a_sharp_dresser]

Even? Glorious, I was getting tired of being outnumbered.

[A smirk.]

Not zhat I doubted we could handle it, mind you.

[A brief pause.]

And what of you? I heard from zhe mundane zhat zhere was a recent RED Spy infestation. Nothing you couldn't handle, I trust?

[a_sharp_dresser]

I suppose zhat is the best I can expect from you. Very well.

At any rate, you knew this was coming. Miss me, mon ami?

[sentryslinger]

Not when I've got Pyro around watchin' my back. She's good at keepin' 'em off me most of the time.

I'm not sure it's all that necessary around here, though. They don't seem to be as willing to fight as they would be on the battlefield. That doesn't mean they leave my contraptions alone, but Spies will be Spies.

[hasstandards]

Didn't I just get through saying there were already too many spooks around here for my liking?

[a_sharp_dresser]

So you put me in zhe same category as all the ozzers? I am offended.

[hasstandards]

And what category would you like to be in, pray tell?

[a_sharp_dresser]

Well if I see zhem try and bozzer your precious machines, I will lend a hand in taking care of zhem.

It's the least I can do, comrade.

[a_sharp_dresser]

My own.

[S M I R K.]

[sentryslinger]

I'll thank ya kindly for that, partner. It's really just the one I've got the problem with. The rest haven't been all that troublesome.

[hasstandards]

Alright. You can be in the category of people what can't keep their noses in their own business and I talk to only because I know they won't go away otherwise.

[It's a surprisingly big category.]

[a_sharp_dresser]

Oh? Zhat is good. Always nice to hear zhat my teammates are doing well.

Pity I 'ave been away for so long.

[sentryslinger]

Where have ya been, anyway? Locked up inside your mundane's head?

[a_sharp_dresser]

[He can't help but laugh a little.]

You 'aven't changed at all.