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

[notintehkitchen]

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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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[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[She was just fascinated to know there were others like her. Male or female, any Pyro to her was like a kindred spirit. However, growing up she had been taken to a psychiatrist many times and had been told the odds of females becoming pyromaniacs were much rarer then boys.]

I don't blame the one who burnt her own Scouts. Those young boys are full of hormones they don't know how to control. They probably stole her underwear and were sniffing them.

But just hearing there things? I know I am different then them now too. We may have an interest in setting anything we can get our flamethrower around aflame, but all of us are more then that...not that anyone ever takes notice.

For instance, we just go by class names? Yes. That's all anyone thinks they need to know about anyone in our line of work. But studying an opponent--each one is different even if they are the same class. They act differently. I've noticed during the times where I've been hiding in seclusion waiting for a group of BLUs to come my way so I can ambush them. Sometimes it is little things--their hold on their weapons is incorrect and is more likely to provide inaccuracy when going for a target for example.

[At least one stereotype about Pyro was certainly true. As a woman, she sure could ramble.]

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[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Of course you are different as vell! I just said so--

[He gave an annoyed sigh and ran his hand over his face. He certainly wasn't in the mood for any class discussions now. Hell. Members of his class all even looked very similar and even had similar voices! Yes. Tiny differences were there, but at first these things sure had required some getting used to.]

Are you done now?

[He just wanted to leave and finally take care of that bleeding gash in his shoulder.]

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[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

....

[Putting her mask back on that had been setting on the ground, Pyro watched as her brain slug moved to her shoulder in the process to avoid suffocating to death underneath there.

She wasn't wearing the rest of her uniform, but this was usually the most effective way to silence herself from anything but 'hudda speak' which tended to take more concentration to understand.

Nodding her head silently, she looked up at him through her dark eye holes on her mask sounding disappointed with a mumbling groan.]

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[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

[Nodding briefly at that, Medic turned once more and finally, FINALLY seemed allowed to leave, return home, lock the door and just be with himself for hopefully a long, LONG time.

...and if he was lucky, she'd forget about the whole moving together-thing soon.]