looking for a medic to musebox with? :D?

[heavyweaponsgirl]

Nyet. I will not do this.

[come on at least it's not you this time]

You want me to find doktor so you can hurt him? No. Is not happening. Baby mundane is sick little girl.

[hey so here's the deal, I've been craving a hurt/comfort-y thread involving an injured Medic, but the Medics I know are quite busy right now and can't play. so, would anyone out there be interested in joining me in my musebox? RED or BLU is welcome!]

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I'd offer you a Medic if I had one. Hope you find one somewhere!

[sentryslinger]

Whoa, there. Your mundane isn't really gonna hurt Medic, now is she?

DELL *HEARTS IN MY EYES* I will accept this engie because gosh cutie. THANK YOU THOUGH!

[heavyweaponsgirl]

Da. She wishes to.

I will not let her.

Engie is a sweetheart, no lie. At least when he's not building machines to shoot people with.

[sentryslinger]

At least one of you has a good head on her shoulders. I know in our line of work that you've got to take down the doctor if you're going to get anywhere near the REDs' base, but this ain't exactly the battlefield.

Then again, the Medics we work with aren't like most doctors, either. I don't think "do no harm" can really apply to most of them.

He is u_u

[heavyweaponsgirl]

She is not fighting. Mundane is not RED or BLU. She wants to hurt the Doktor for "fun."

Sick girl.

[sentryslinger]

Fun?

[He raises an eyebrow.]

I can see what you mean now. That just ain't right.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

[she nods solemnly, her frown deep.]

She thinks helping hurting Doktor will be "cute." She is wrong. Also stupid. I will kill her.

[sentryslinger]

Now hang on, Miss- er, Heavy. [Still getting used to seeing lady mercenaries around these parts.] I don't think violence is gonna solve anything in this particular situation. After all, didn't you just say that she enjoys that sort of thing?

[heavyweaponsgirl]

[she hesitates... and then her fists drop to her sides.

she looks pretty defeated.]

Oh.

[sentryslinger]

[Have an encouraging pat on the arm.]

I suppose you've already tried talking her out of this. You have, haven't you?

[heavyweaponsgirl]

Yes. Maybe.

Sort of.

She does not listen to Heavy.

[sentryslinger]

These mundanes don't seem to be in the habit of that, do they?

Well, if you can't keep her from havin' Doc hurt or talk her out of it, maybe you can help him after the fact? I know that's not exactly what you want to do and that you'd rather him not get hurt at all, but sometimes, you've just got to work with what you can, you know?

I need better icons for her hhhhhhh

[heavyweaponsgirl]

I will... try.

...

Heavy is not... very good doktor.

[some small touch of legitimate worry has crept into her expression.]

Same here for Engie. This is so cute.

[sentryslinger]

[He has noticed, and smiles.]

Maybe he can help you and talk you through it, if he's not in too bad of shape. I'm sure you'll do just fine.

It really is, ughhhh. kinda reminds me of the time she talked shipping with a RED Spy.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

Maybe.

[the "I hope so" is unspoken, but very, very clear.

she folds her arms, frowning down at her feet.]

[not_onyourside]

[Laughing.

Just laughing. Sorry Heavy.]

[heavyweaponsgirl]

What is funny.

[her tone implies that a wrong answer could end in a crushed skeleton.]

[not_onyourside]

Nozzing.

[He's still snickering, he can't help it!]

I see your Mundane hasn't let up yet.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

She is terrible awful little person.

[not_onyourside]

I zhink eets endearing.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

You are also terrible awful person.

[not_onyourside]

Oh no I am not. I am incredibly likable eef you give me a chance.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

No.

[that's all she has to say on the matter.]

[not_onyourside]

Oh very well. But I am not ze one who ees harming your precious Docteur. So you see, I am not so bad.

[heavyweaponsgirl]

Yes you are. You did this, in past. Spy is no better than mundane.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees on zhe battlefield. You can hardly fault me for doing my job.