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 Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 5:00 pm
It was late. Scout was tired. Heavy-- that Russian b*****d-- was STILL occupying their shared room with Wifey (as Scout planned to call the nation Heavy was banging from this point until he could forgive them for practically forcing him to fend for himself after a tiring mission). He didn't want to sleep in the park because it was kinda cold tonight (plus that would make two nights in a row he would have slept in the park), so he'd been wondering around until he couldn't stand being awake any more. So, he turned to the one person he figured would be more tollerant and understanding about Scout's situation.
BANG! BANG! BANG! "MEEEEDIIIC!! Yo, Doc, a little help heeya? C'mon, man!!" There was a tad of a pathetic side to Scout's words, the sheer exhaustion of the day getting to him now, especailly since he just come back from the arcade to keep himself distracted, which worked. At least, it worked until the energy drink Scout had drunk to stay up late finally crashed and made him more exhausted than he would have been had he not drunk it in the first place.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 5:48 pm
He was going to kill him. He was going to get up, run his bone saw right through that loud mouth, then slam the door shut and go back to sleep. He fully intended on doing so. Up until he got out of bed, at least. Medic didn't bother throwing a shirt on before he went to the door, opening it just a fraction. "Was!? Wa- Vhat do you vant!?" he shouted, correcting himself from German to English. There were still bandages on him from the previous battle, but they could probably be removed with no ill effect by now.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:02 pm
Scout didn't flinch at the hostility that poured from the barely cracked door in front of him. In anything, he was probably used to Medic being pissed when he first woke up. Instead, he grinned thankfuly and looked to the door itself. Finally, he looked back to Medic and frowned lightly before he impatiently began speaking. "Yo, aintchu gonna let me in? That a** wipe still doin' Wifey, so I aint got no wheyah to sleep tonight. C'mon, pal. Ya wouldn' leave me ta sleep out on tha streets, would ya?" He gave a hopeful smile. Just in case Medic tried to slam the door, Scout got his foot ready to jam between the door and the frame so he could try his plead again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:16 pm
"I learned somesing today," the Medic began, knowing it would irritate Scout. "I learned we haff thin valls. Und I believe Heavy's bed is against zhe vall separating your room and mine." That should give the boy a good understanding of the kind of position the German was in at the moment. "It vas finally qvuiet! Finally! I sought I vas going to get to sleep, but zhen you! You!" In his rage, he simply turned away from the door, knowing full well Scout would come in no matter what Medic had to say about it. Thankfully he had this room stocked a bit better than the last. He stormed over to the closet, threw a blanket and pillow at the boy, and pointed towards a corner of the room. "You sleep zhere, und I do not vant to hear ein sound from you!" he shouted. When he turned back towards his bed, however, the old German must have stomped a little too hard. Pain shot up and down his leg, and he gripped his thigh where the bandages were. That had been where the largest hole in him was, and it felt like he might have just torn it back open... and because the Scout was here he couldn't risk taking a huff from his Medigun, damn it.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:32 pm
Oh god, here it comes. Medic was about to rant at Scout. Scout frowned and glared off to the side as the cranky German ranted about thin walls and noise and something about him. He did at least flinch at the rather loud finally and rubbed the back of his head. Well, door was open. That was enough of an invite for Scout. He walked in and shut the door behind him. He caught the pillow and blanket thrown at him and looked to the corner where Medic pointed. "What do I look like, a freaking dog?" That would be the only complaint coming from Scout before he went over to "Scout's Corner." he was starting to get his stuff put together when he saw, out of the corner of his eye, Medic seem to get really really upset. Well, since Scout was thankful not to have to sleep outside, he looked to Medic, blinked, and then tilted his head. "Yo man, you alright? You don' look too good." Yeah, his concern would probably get him into deeper trouble and make Medic try to kill him... At least Solly was in the same hall should he need to run some where else for his own safety!
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 6:40 pm
((lol heavy XD i wonder if mushy wanted them to stop or what XD ))
Navi squeaked as she heard the shot from the spy. "What! Dont me a idiot Why are you going to sacrifice yourself when you can just run in!" she said as she waited for the nations to go through the portal. A ha! She knew what to do! she quickly flew into the portal to the other side.
The troops quickly took defensive postions after the surprise attack. they quickly began firing at the location where the shot had come from. or they thought it had come from. Two of the nine remaining troops approached the target area guns drawn and ready to fire while the others spread out into a horseshoe formation
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 7:01 pm
"Nein!" Medic snapped, sitting back down on his bed before he lost balance. "I'm still recovering from being impaled several times over, und somesing tore from me having to get up because you can't simply be bozzered to find an empty room!" To say he was upset might be an understatement.
Spy listened, but he didn't dare say a word. Sacrifice himself? Why would he do that? This was simply his area of expertise. He was a perfectionist, not a martyr. It was funny that they shot towards the wrong tree; lucky for him, yes, but still funny. They must not have gone into many actual fights. Slowly, silently, he made his way to the edge of one flank, where they were blocking his path back to the portal, gun holstered and knife drawn. Although, he really did wish Navi would have listened to him. It was easier when he was the only one he had to worry about.
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 7:13 pm
Scout was quiet and just stared at Medic for a minute before he spoke up once more. "Want me to go get a doctor to come patch you up or somethin'? If not, then sounds like a personal problem to me. 'N for you're information, I did look! Nearly all the rooms are taken! If they aren't taken, then they're still being rebuilt from when that fuzzy guy flipped out and destroyed a chunk of the town." So there. He went back to finishing making his "bed" before he stood and stretched and looked to Medic. "Yo seriously, I could go get some one to take a lookit your wound or what evah. Wouldn' be that big of a deal."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 7:32 pm
Medic took a moment to take a deep breath. He could tell the boy was trying to be kind, which didn't happen often, so he didn't want Scout to feel punished for it. "No, Scout," he replied, shifting so that he could lay down instead of sit. "One zhing about being a doctor; you trust ozzer doctors less and less, and you von't vant to let somevone near you zhat you don't trust. I vill be fine, I just need some rest. So stop making such a fuss und get some sleep." He really should think about getting a cot for this room...
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 1:17 pm
It was in that silence when Joseph heard a slight creek. But it wasn`t any of the chairs in the room, but the skeleton itself. It seemed to move. Slightly but surely, the skeleton began to move slowly, then speed up. The arm simply waved it`s staff, and a pentagram appeared on the floor. The pentagram summonded a red phantom, a fierce apparition with clawed hands, to challenge them both. After the monk used it's cloak to wrap over the phantom's head, it waved it's staff again, signalling to attack the pair.Soap noticed that Haku was knocking on his door, and that shook him out of his small trance with his GPS. Time to play the part. "I think you may have left them in here. You can go ahead and pick them up if you want to." He told her, getting a little more relaxed.((It's funny how my 2 character's names sound eerily similar, isn't it? XD))
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 5:37 pm
((Haha, it is a little funny. XD ))
Other doctors weren't to be trusted?! He'd have to keep that one in mind. If Medic didn't trust doctors, then neither would Scout! He watched as Medic laid down. Well, maybe he should do the same. He was absolutely beat from the day. Scout laid down on the floor and pulled the blankets over himself. He was quiet for a moment before he spoke up. "I'm thinkin' of kicking Heavy out of our room. I mean, like ya said, the walls are thin. They got rooms for boy and girl couples, so if he's gonna be doin' that sorta thing then he can at least do it some where away from us." Did Medic really think it would be that easy to get Scout to shut up?
Haku nodded lightly before she looked around the room and attempted to retrace her steps. She went to exactly where she had been standing earlier when Soap left to go take a shower and mimicked the actions of getting undressed while mumbling to herself in Japanese-- mind you, she only acted like she was getting undressed. The towel remained on her person. She did the actions of folding her clothes, but that's where she seemed to freeze, as though something wasn't quite processing right. She stopped, bit her lip, and then went through "undressing" once again to see if it would re-jog her memory. After her fourth attempt to remember what she did after she undressed, her head dropped and she sighed sadly before she turned to Soap, her lower lip pushed out into a pout and her eyes watered slightly. "... I cannot think of where they are... She then began the process of "undressing" while speaking in English so he would understand exactly what had gone on. "First, I slipped my headphones off and put them around m neck... Next, I undid my tie... I unbuttoned my shirt and sat it on the floor with my tie and head phones on top... I slipped off my boots and socks and sat them next to my shirt... I then slipped my pants off... next I took my bra and panties off, and I folded those.... I folded my pants, sat my under clothes on top, and folded my shirt to cover them... Last, I tied my tie around it like a package... And then- .... Then then then... Umm.... Then..." She sighed sadly. This was bothering her.
Oomizu opened her eyes when she heard the sound of something creaking. She watched as a pentagram formed on the floor and frowned. She knew full well what pentagrams were used for. Some sort of demon was being summoned. She pulled her sword out and prepared herself for what ever was to come after them. She saw the phantom being summoned and decided that perhaps she would be purifying a soul afterall.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:06 pm
Soap just chuckled and pulled her headphones out from under his pillow. "So, what you're saying is that you spent so much focus folding your clothes, you didn't spend much on where you put them?" He asked her as he twirled her headphones around his finger. "Well, I might just happen to know where your clothes may be. But it won't come cheap." He told her.
The phantom didn't move much at all until the staff was waved. Then, it pounced with the same speed a lion would when it had spotted it's prey. It slashed wildly at Joseph, knowing that what it's master wanted were souls, and a blue phantom was easily the most rewarding type of soul. Joseph was able to fend off his attacker for a while, but the ferocity of it's attacks were hard to measure.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:21 pm
Medic sighed. "Maybe you should talk viss him about it, first," he replied. "Tomorrow." That probably didn't sound angry enough to shut him up...
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:29 pm
Screw talking to Heavy about it! His plan was to grab the Russian's stuff, putting it in the hall, and locking the door. That would be a good hint that Scout was pissed at him. Well, speaking of pissed, Medic seemed even more cranky than usual. Scout rubbed at his eyes before he took his hat off and curled up a little more. "Night Medic!"
Haku was too distracted on trying to figure out where the clothes were to realize that Soap pulled one of her articles of clothing from under his pillow. The most valuable of her articles of clothing. She heard him say he knew where her clothes were and looked up to him. Her eyes got wide as she saw her headphones. She bit her lip and pressed her fingertips together. "What would it cost?"
Oomizu saw the phantom attack Joseph and growled in anger. She charged the purifying energy into her hand and threw it at the phantom in rage before she charged it, her sword ready to slash at him. No one messes with Joseph and gets away with it. The only reason she wasn't going after the monk himself was because Joseph was in danger at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 6:39 pm
"Gute Nacht, Herr Scout," Medic replied, a little surprised the boy had gotten the hint. Was he finally starting to mature? Well, at the moment, all that mattered was he was going to be quite and let the older man sleep.
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