If you dare speaking of zhings zhat you do NOT haff any knowledge about, zhen SAY ZHEM IN MEIN FACE instead of hiding behind a transmitter!! Und zu deiner Information, Frau*, I am NOT in ANY vay married to zhe Heavy!
[Once it is off, the woman shakes her hair and takes a deep breath. Wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, she then looks down and grins at the feed.]
It looks like a hit a weak spot, hm? Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised to see such a reaction. After all, considering your response you must follow your Heavy like a loyal little dog.
Was weißt du schon? WAS WEISSTDU SCHON?! Nichts. GAR NICHTS weißt du!! Lass mich... Lass mich einfach in Ruh'! Ich muss mir das nicht anhören. Nicht von dir. Nicht von irgendwem sonst!*
[The conversation gets cut with an angry click. Congratulations, Pyro. Medic will not be responding to you for the time being and make sure to keep away from your dwelling place. In fact, he is kind of tempted to get to that little girl of yours to teach you a lesson, so beware...]
[[*What do you know? What do youknow?! Nothing. Absolutely nothing is what you know!! Leave me... Just leave me alone! I don't have to listen to this. Not from you. Not from anyone else!]]
[She might of been a little harsh and have known she was, but she wasn't going to do anything about it for the time being.
Medic was always so rude and easy to anger that Pyro thought if it weren't for REDs existing, he'd be screwed from finding any other job that would accept him.]
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Date: 2011-04-08 09:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-04-08 11:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-04-08 11:26 pm (UTC)Medic rage in 3...2...1....
Date: 2011-04-08 11:32 pm (UTC)[A Medic that wasn't attached at the hip to Heavy? Now we've heard everything.]
Maybe you should divorce from your Heavy and consider a different partner.
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Date: 2011-04-09 12:43 pm (UTC)[Silence. Dangerous silence.]
If you dare speaking of zhings zhat you do NOT haff any knowledge about, zhen SAY ZHEM IN MEIN FACE instead of hiding behind a transmitter!! Und zu deiner Information, Frau*, I am NOT in ANY vay married to zhe Heavy!
[[*for your information, woman]]
[Locked to Medic][Video][1/2]
Date: 2011-04-09 06:38 pm (UTC)[Locked to Medic][Video][2/2]
Date: 2011-04-09 06:41 pm (UTC)It looks like a hit a weak spot, hm? Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised to see such a reaction. After all, considering your response you must follow your Heavy like a loyal little dog.
[Voice] - Everything's slipping~
Date: 2011-04-09 07:13 pm (UTC)[The conversation gets cut with an angry click. Congratulations, Pyro. Medic will not be responding to you for the time being and make sure to keep away from your dwelling place. In fact, he is kind of tempted to get to that little girl of yours to teach you a lesson, so beware...]
[[*What do you know? What do you know?! Nothing. Absolutely nothing is what you know!! Leave me... Just leave me alone! I don't have to listen to this. Not from you. Not from anyone else!]]
[Private to Medic][Video] OH DEAR
Date: 2011-04-09 07:20 pm (UTC)...
[She might of been a little harsh and have known she was, but she wasn't going to do anything about it for the time being.
Medic was always so rude and easy to anger that Pyro thought if it weren't for REDs existing, he'd be screwed from finding any other job that would accept him.]