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[kiltedcyclops]

I cannae say that this is the worst idea ye've ever had, but it's not one of the better ones not neither. A bonnie lass like yeself should have just a wee smidgen more sense.

But so long's I got my bottle o' Scumpy I'mma not gonna be complaining none. No siree. Just me and my bottle'll be just dandy.

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I need a happier character to express my joy for Demomen.

[hasstandards]

And when you run out, you'll be crawlin' back to your mundane for more.

<3

[kiltedcyclops]

Whaddya .. Run out? RUN OUT. _{Run out?}

Nah, ye donnae know what ye be yammering about.

[hasstandards]

I do too. That's how mundanes operate.

Guess you'd better have a plan of what you'll do without that bottle of yours. You any good with bombs when you're not drunk?

Just break his brain on his first day out....

[kiltedcyclops]

Ye best be having another think at that, because me and my bottle are a matched set.

I'm good at bombs alla the time laddie. All of it. Any time. Every time.

RED can't help it. It's his talent.

[hasstandards]

Fair enough. It can't be too hard to be good with somethin' that explodes and kills anyone within ten feet. Don't got to have a lot of accuracy for that.

[kiltedcyclops]

[Have one gigantic hand around your throat Sniper. The other is still holding his bottle.]

Ye'll be wanting to take that back now.

[hasstandards]

[Right. Sniper forgot how dangerous a Demoman can be up close, no matter what the weapon: sword, shield, frying pan. They are all deadly in the right hands. He squirms against the grip.]

Right. No need to be fightin' here when we're not getting... paid...

[Wheeze.]

[kiltedcyclops]

There's a good lad.

[He releases his grip.]

I'd hate tae make the good Doc do more paperwork when he finds ya in a million tiny teensy pieces here on this nice clean floor.

[hasstandards]

[His legs shake under him as he's released and tries to catch his breath. Right. That could have been bad. He reminds himself to do all insulting from five miles away, especially with men who deal in explosives.]

Yeah. Right- [More wheezing.] -charitable of ya.

[kiltedcyclops]

Dunna worry. I've already forgotten that I forgot about alla this.

[Another swig from his bottle.

[hasstandards]

Er, right.

[He rubs his neck, not even sure what that was supposed to mean.]

You're probably not gonna remember your mundane even bringing you here, then?

[kiltedcyclops]

Not a chance of it.

[And that arm is snaking around your shoulders Sniper as he pulls you into his chest. You're just his best bro now.]

But's nothing to be worried about, I forgive ye. Have a drink on it?

[hasstandards]

[He stiffens, not so keen on the close contact, especially considering his neck was in Demo's grasp not thirty seconds ago. You know what he's even less keen on? Scrumpy.]

No thanks, mate. It's a bit early for me.

[kiltedcyclops]

It's never too early for early morning Scrumpy. Nothing says rise and shine like tha feel of the burn in the back of ye throat.

[Don't worry, he'll drink it all for you.]

See? That's bloody better now ain't it?

[hasstandards]

[Attempting to wriggle from Demo's hold on his shoulders now.]

For now. You were listenin' when I said you'd better not drink it all in one go, weren't you?

[kiltedcyclops]

Of course I was --hic-- what about it?

[hasstandards]

That you oughtta save some of it. You know, in case your mundane isn't as charitable as you are.

[When he's drunk, only. RED is not sure he wants to see Demo sober now.]

[kiltedcyclops]

Guess ah'll have tae go and teach the little miss then won't I now?

[hasstandards]

Teach... your mundane, you mean.

[kiltedcyclops]

That's what I said ain't it now?

[hasstandards]

And how are you going to go about that?

[kiltedcyclops]

Ah I'll uh...

Well I'll just hafta....

Well now I dunnae know.

[hasstandards]

I didn't think so.

You make that swill, right?

[kiltedcyclops]

Brew it myself outta the very best apples. I have 'em imported ye know.

[And he sometimes accidentally mixes his nitroglycerin in it. You know, whatever.]

[hasstandards]

Imported?

[That must be some serious scrumpy.]