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Flame #07 Pyro tries not to be obvious she wants company.

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I'd like to seek contact with the blue haired man I met when first waking up into Paradise. Do any of you know where I can find him?

[Because there is unfinished business that needs to be discussed--and it may or may not end with her lighting him on fire.]

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[Voice][Filtered to RED Team (RED Engineer, RED Male!Pyro and RED Medic)]

Are any of you finding it strange to live by yourself? I was considering the possibility of moving my location to somewhere larger and decided it wouldn't hurt to offer a new place to everyone. Somewhere that...

[Drifting off, she hesitates.]

Reminds us more of home.

I don't mind scout--

[Stops and cringes at her choice of words there.]

Looking around.

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[Video//Voice][Filtered to Hana]

Would moving someplace new bother you if I helped you move your possessions? I'd like to discuss the matter with you, Hana-chan.

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[He laughed sharply at that.]

Tha! At least it ist very direct und efficient und does not put several meanings into a single vord!

[Readjustic his grip onto his weapon, he turned a bit as well, still waiting for her to make a move.]

Vezher I agree vizh you or not ist none of your business. Doch ich bin nicht dein Opfer.

[He just doesn't admit he's actually agreeing with her, yes.]

Now get moving, Pyro! You still haff to hit mein head!

Aha...you know that about Japanese? I suppose it is strange for an outsider if they had the same word mean paper and god or hospital and hair salon...

[Could he try sticking to one language? ~~Not that she did the same thing.~~ Really all that German just sounded like "I'M SAYING SOMETHING MEAN AND IT SOUNDS UGLY" to her.]

Fine. But after I win? Your dead body has to play with Hana, nicely.

[Notice how she added nicely there. No being creepy or doing experiments on her. That's what she wanted for her win.

Pyro may have been a bigger lady, but she still moved quickly. Running towards Medic at full speed, the woman was going to have to play a little dirty.

As she advanced near Medic's front side, Pyro raised her axe about halfway to Medic's side as if she were going to aim for there. Hoping he would react, if he did--he might notice that there was no clang of metal between their two weapons. The sneaky Pyro had jumped to the side and was now quickly rearranging to tear into his throat with her axe getting dangerously close.

It was just a trick, really. Not so dirty.]

[Snort.]

I vould not count on it, voman.

[Medic raised his saw vhen Pyro approached and indeed fell for her little trick. But he still managed to react anyway. Maybe not in time to get away entirely, but enough to safe his sorry throat at least by jerking his arm up and around. So instead of getting her target, the axe rather embedded itself into the man's shoulder and upper arm, causing him to drop his own weapon in the progress.

It was painful, yes. Though Medic wouldn't let something like this put him down. Producing an angry as well as pained sound, he jerked his arm back in her direction, axe still stuck within his flesh in an attempt to disarm her as well and make a grab for one of her wrists with his still uninjured hand as he proceeded to spin around.]

[He would get a hold of her wrist, but he would find it very pinned down to the axe's wooden handle and refusing to be removed. Pyro was using all her strength right now because there was something very important at stake for her. It wasn't just her life, Hana was involved in this game too. She had been the first child who hadn't been horribly frightened of her looks and didn't seem to mind playing with Pyro. In a sense, Pyro got to relive her childhood the right way. As a woman stuck with a childlike mentality at times, maybe she thought she would finally be cured from dreading those earlier years of her life...

Glaring up at Medic, she hissed through clenched teeth as she shook away her thoughts. She could think about whatever happened later. What was important was that she won.]

I'm not letting go. Either submit or have your arm removed from your body. I know of your abilities, if I let go--you will just heal up soon. It is rather annoying.

[The man responded with a hiss on his own. He couldn't regenerate around an object stuck in his flesh or regrow an entire limb. The blood pouring from this wound got soaked into his coat and slowly dyed the white fabric red. Medic attempted to jerk himself free once more.]

Ach! Do not be stupid, Pyro! I am not going to make zhis--

[He flinched in mid-sentence as the blade just went in deep enough to grind over some bone. Medic could also feel his regeneration picking up in an attempt to take care of the wound. The bloodflow accelerating, his own heartrate picking up pace. But it won't help with this. Growling, he let go of her hand and balled his hand into a tight fist.]

Not zhis easy.

[And he leashed out with his fist, attempting to punch her right in the face now.]

[She wasn't expecting a fist fight.

With her axe coming out of Medic's wound with her, Pyro fell backwards onto the ground and began tumbling in the dirt. By the time she stopped, she let out a painful sounding groan.

He had hit her on the left side of the cheek hard enough to make it began bruising. With a cough. the woman raised her head and spit out blood before looking up at him. Any harder he would of put into that punch would of knocked out a few teeth.]

[Hissing through grit teeth when the axe was jerked out of his arm and shoulder, Medic took a couple of steps away from Pyro and pressed his good hand onto the bleeding wound. This would take at least until tomorrow to fully heal.

Pyro still had her axe and two well arms and hands to swing that thing.Otherwise the man had considered to just go over there and kick her.

Quickly he scanned the area for his dropped weapon. He better got that back when he wanted to have a chance against that axe.]

[Standing up and regaining her posture. Pyro stared at the man quietly before spitting on the ground again.

That axe of hers had left a rather sickly looking wound. What a shame, huh? Too bad he wouldn't give up. She assumed it had something to do with both hating her and that losing to a woman would be particularly embarrassing for him.

While she could of went and sprinted for the ubersaw, the woman found no interest in doing so. Right now, Medic was starting to look a little pathetic.

Taking a cigarette she had slid behind her ear, Pyro shoved it in her mouth and quickly lit up with a lighter from her pocket. Thinking a little on the way the battle had progressed, she finally exhaled out a large cloud of smoke from her nose.]

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A real man knows when the battle is over.

Edited 2011-05-26 08:57 (UTC)

You expect me to just give up?

[How dare she feel so certain about this even? Medic's eyes went back to his saw on the ground, calculating the distance. He couldn't be entirely sure if he'd make it before that woman got her axe into his back. Also, he was still loosing blood.

Shaking his head angrily, he growled.]

Unmöglich.

[Yes. Medic did have an issue with loosing to women. Even if he wasn't exactly meant to be fighting on his own in the first place. It just wasn't right.]

[Pyro started to laugh, but it was no way to tease Medic. She was just having fun and feeling happy despite her own injuries.]

You don't have to word if that way if you don't want to. Silly man, just realize what is happening here!

An offensive class against a support class. Even if you have your regenerative abilities and speed, Sensei will have difficulties.

But, you know...I'm really surprised! You made me bleed twice, so you should feel great about that! You did good. You're not really so weak. If your practice harder, maybe someday you can beat me!

[As she spoke, she still observed him to see if he'd try to move towards his saw. He might feel that getting killed while battling her was more proper then losing to her.]

Don't forget. There's no respawn on.

Ist your only intention hier to mock me?!

[He snarled back angrily, fingers digging painfully into his own wound. And he made a sharp turn on his heel before stomping off towards his weapon, muttering towards himself.]

Das muss ich mir nicht anhören!

[Deciding to simply ignore her, he marched over to the übersaw and crouched down to pick up the blade.]

[Was he really going for that damned saw again? Pyro had about two options here. Tell him she was no longer interested in fighting and flee the scene or tackle him from behind.

Which sounded funner? Defiantly tackling this man from his backside perked her up a little more.]

Sorry, Sensei...

[Speaking barely above a whisper, Pyro began to charge at him at full speed. As he was crouching down to pick up his blade, Medic might feel the heavy weight of a woman landing on top of him.]

[The German had just gotten hold of his weapon when something heavy hit him in the back quite suddenly and knocked him off of his feet and face-first to the ground. Since he was holding his saw in his one hand and his other wasn't exactly of much use with that wound he had gotten himself, Medic had no chance to catch that fall somehow and the sound the man produced was an odd mix between surprise and pain.]

Wa-WAS--?!

[He struggled underneath her.]

Rrgh-- Bist du des Wahnsinns?!*

[[* Are you insane?]]

[Pinning down his arms, she would let the rest of his body squirm as she hovered over his body in complete silence.

She didn't want to dispose of Medic, he was a fellow RED and could provide useful for later on if she ever needed "da healz".

Closing her eyes as he struggled and called out in German again, she simply shrugged her shoulders.]

[The man kept struggling for some time while continuing to curse and mutter in his own native tongue. Though any attempt to get his hands free failed miserably and the best he might manage was to grind his own face into the dirt and partly knock his glasses off.

Needless to say that this didn't do his still open wound any good.

Several minutes passed before Medic finally ceased struggles and just remained there underneath the female panting slightly for a moment before turning his head halfway to shoot her something that probably was meant to be a glare and hiss at her in an angry, low voice.]

Let. Me. Go!

I don't feel like it.

[It was a simple response. Getting pinned down by a woman and not having enough strength length to muster her off would of looked terrible back in their world.]

You should just close your eyes and rest. I believe I have a first aid kit in my room somewhere--I will tend to your wound. Do you hear that, Sensei? Today, Pyro gets to be Medic and Medic gets to be the patient!

Arerrrgh...

[He simply growled in frustration at that and let his head drop back down to the ground. Medic didn't lift it back up as he spoke up again]

Just stopp calling me zhat already!

No way, Sensei is the perfect name for you.

[The way he growled was almost...cute. Almost. Not that Pyro would ever admit it out loud.

Gripping his arms a little tighter, Pyro lowered her bloody face close to his own before whispering in his ear.]

So, do you surrender to me? I hope you are ready to be sweet and kind to Hana-chan.

[The man tried jerking his hands free once more before letting his shoulders slump back down.]

If I ever find out vhat you are insulting me vizh, I vill- grrrgh-!

[Another failing attempt to gain purchase with one of his feet followed by yet another growl.]

Niemals. Never!! Vhy vould I even do zhat?!

[Her expression changed to one of sadness when she was asked such a question. Everything she had decided today had also mattered on this battle.]

Because if we move in together...Hana-chan is coming too. You can be mean to me all you want, but be nice to her. She's just a little one.

So you still vant to protect zhis child.

[Medic kept his face in the dirt for now, unwilling to keep his head up while he could clearly feel his regeneration picking up its pace to at least stop the bleeding. He almost murmured his next words.]

...und you keep painting a giant, red target on her back by doing so. Do you even notice zhat?

[There was a slight hiss in the man's voice, though it was mostly a reaction to the pain his wound as well as being held down in this uncomfortable position caused.]

You are acting unprofessional! Just imagine a BLU shoving up und finding out about her. Vho do you zhink he vould go after in order to get to you? Unlike most ozhers hier, ve are used to dieing. How do you zhink your little one vould take a rocket fired at her faze?

Yes. It is my intention to keep protecting her until she becomes spirited away.

Maybe I am, a little bit. But we are not at work no longer, so I thought it couldn't hurt to have fun.

[The way she admitted so openly she was probably doing wrong didn't really bother her. She thought just like a child--this was her time to play and mess around. There still might be a few dangers but she was keeping watch on those closely.]

I won't let anything bad happen to her. If anyone dares touch Hana-chan they will be tortured over open flames. After that, they will slowly have each and every one of their fingers hacked off...and then their arms and legs. I will make them suffer a long time before they reach hell.

[He snorts.]

Richtig. Und you seeking revenge vill totally undo vhatever it is zhat might haff happened to zhat child by zhat point. Und do you really zhink a BLU Soldier vould be impressed by zhis even?

Now get OFF of mein back!

[She didn't try to show him her reasoning any longer. Instead, the woman slowly removed herself from his back and sat down on her knees.

Wiping sweat from her forehead, she watched him with eyes that of a sad puppy would have. Really. Pyro was good at making herself look very childish and innocent when she had just made her fellow RED bleed from places.]

[Oh, of course she'd stop arguing. But at least she also let go of him at last. Medic somehow managed to get himself into an upright sitting position on the ground after struggling a little with his freshly retrieved arms. Setting his glasses straight again he normally would have gone back to glaring at the woman, but didn't particularly feel like doing so. Instead he went to picking at his wound and take a better look at it.]

You zhink zhis ist all just fun und play, richtig?

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