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[stabstabstab]

Mademoiselle, with all due respect.

What the hell are you thinking?

I do not need these ridiculous 'plots' that you are coming up with nor I do not need a 'catharsis' of any sort; I am fine the way I am. I am a Spy, not some sentimental fool. That would be that other RED idiot.

Cease this foolishness at once. You've already proven yourself incapable of managing me in that Haunted House, and you're struggling in that bizarre city. I fail to see how you'll be any different in this, this 'Paradise'.

And you will leave him out of this. Do you understand? He will not be involved in any of this, this shit that you have planned.

I offer no mercy to those who pry into my personal life. You would do well to remember this, girl.

Consider this my only warning.

Comments

[pocketsurgeon]

[Way to terrify the guy who's already afraid of you.]

Nein, zat ... zat won't be necessary.

Ein any event it vould not be advisable to injure anyvon ein Paradise as zere ist no respawn.

Injuring me vould not be ein your best interest as I am zhe von viz ze Medigun.

[stabstabstab]

Are you sure? I am feeling rather generous at this point, and there is more that I can do other than backstab.

[pocketsurgeon]

Like vat?

[Curiosity killed the Medic.]

[stabstabstab]

The usual. Disguises. Sneaking around. Torture.

[pocketsurgeon]

Vell of course you are sn....

Vait vat? Torture? Ven did zey start torturing people ein RED?

[Ahahaha... if theres one person who torture would NOT go well for, its the guy who regenerates.]

[stabstabstab]

Never. But I am a Spy, and torture is part of my arsenal.

[pocketsurgeon]

Ven did you ever use zat?

[stabstabstab]

...do you really want to know?

[pocketsurgeon]

Ja. I vouldn't haff asked if I didn't vant to know.

[stabstabstab]

[Spy shrugs.]

I was not always in RED. I used to free-lance, and there were no objections with the, ah, persuasion, I had to use to sometimes convince people to see things my way.

Sometimes it was physical. Sometimes it was mental. Sometimes it was friends, or family. Children always seemed to work.

[pocketsurgeon]

Oh

[He sounds disappointed .]

Und I vas just starting to zink you might haff useful information after all. Hmf. No matter.

[stabstabstab]

And why do you think I would share useful information with a BLU Medic?

[pocketsurgeon]

Vy not? Ve aren't fighting here. Ze teams barely matter anyvay.

[stabstabstab]

But we are still under contract, no? I would rather not risk my reputation or my head.

[pocketsurgeon]

Are we? I don't see any bases oder ze Administrator.