Homeless

[fullycharged]

Zhis is not a good idea. First of all, you already haff zat scatterbrain child in several games, and you do not haff any idea how you are even keeping up wiz him. Zat is foolish.

Second, and most importantly, you do not haff any kind of backstory in mind for me. I am not zhe 'original' Medic, as you would say, so you need to zhink of somethink to differentiate me from him. If you ever plan on putting me somewhere, at least.

Also, please decide if you are going to be writing out my accent all of zhe time or not. Frankly, it is a headache seeing you struggle wiz it and I zhink you should let it go.

[She sighs.]

Auf wiedersehen.

Comments

[hasstandards]

It's no use tryin' to talk to those mundanes, miss.

[Er, doctor. Nurse. He's not really sure about what to do when it comes to a lady Medic.]

[fullycharged]

Vell, I haff much more important things to do than sit around and wait for my mundane to make up her mind about vhat to do wiz me.

[hasstandards]

You might, but you're proddin' a hornets' nest.

[stabstabstab]

For once, the Convict and I are in agreement. Mademoiselle, you might wish to dedicate your time to more fruitful pursuits; mundanes are very set in their ways.

[fullycharged]

Fruitful pursuits? Zhere is not much I can do while I wait for my mundane to make a decision as to vhat to do wiz me.

[ribs_grow_back]

I vould be careful, Fraulein. Asking vone of zeese mundanes to come up vizh an idea ist like asking Herr Sniper to stop throwing his jarate.

You can do so all you like, but in ze end all it amounts to ist a tired jaw und an irritated mind. Und if zhey do follow your instructions, ze end result might be vorse zhan zhe original problem.

[pocketsurgeon]

Zis is how ze vork. First zey zrow us into zis place und zen zey sit back und vatch vat ve do. Apparently zis amuses zem somehow.

I suspect degenerative brain disorders.