notintehkitchen: (Uh huh)
RED Pyro (Mori Momo) ([personal profile] notintehkitchen) wrote2015-08-04 08:43 pm

o hay I'm actually bein a dude lol Pyro x Sniper IT'S A TRAP

Pyro had gotten used to the years pretending she was a male for all intents and purposes, she had convinced herself to a fault that her female self had to be hidden away at all times in order to keep up the charade. It had worked so far and no one was the wiser. Sure, she might not look as masculine as the others but not every man was born super manly. She was still passable enough visually to look like a young man who would do better in a boy band on American Bandstand then on the battlefield.

Leaning against the base after a hard days work, Pyro smoked and listened to an always frantic Scout go on about Miss Pauling. It was a good thing she could just stare and nod, Scout loved to talk and if she had to give advice on girls she would be pulling shit so far out of her ass. Scout would probably take anything though. It was pretty cute how desperate he was for that woman to accept him and he was obvious, she could only assume that Miss Pauling was a smart enough lady to not mix work and pleasure. A good woman.

hasstandards: (➸ The lost bloody land of New Zealand?)

[personal profile] hasstandards 2015-08-05 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
It had been one of those days.

It had been the kind of day where the rain got in the way, the constant downpour on the battlefield bringing down both visibility and spirits. It had been the kind of day where the hours were too long, and the challenge unrewarding in light of the waterlogged boots and soggy clothes. It had been the kind of day Spy had found Sniper's nest far more times than he liked -- the BLU's dagger had left several new scars on his back.

But just as Spy had gotten to him a fourth time, he'd met a grisly end, likely getting some new scars of his own... and Sniper had Pyro to thank for that. Though he wasn't the type to express much gratitude -- after all, they were all blokes doing their jobs, so it wasn't as though it was a favor or anything -- he felt he did owed Pyro at least a word of thanks for watching his back. He didn't do a very good job of it himself some days, despite his claims to be an absolute professional, and the very best at that.

The rain had slowed by the time they got back to the base, but Sniper hadn't forgotten what he owed his fellow RED. Stopping by Pyro as he stepped inside, he took off his hat and used the moment to shake some of the water from it. "Thanks for back there, Pyro. Good to know a lad your age can still do a fair job."