notintehkitchen | Flame #02 (Stuck on you: Sniper, Medic and Pyro threesome.)

So you are a girl!

[ plops down riiiight beside her. there is totally a huge grin on her face. ]

[Turning her head, she is surprised to see Hana sitting so closely to her.

Weren't her burn scars scary and ugly to children? They usually wanted to be as far away from her as possible when they saw her flesh.

Holding the paintbrush and ceramic creature still, Pyro blinked.]

What did you think I was?

I wasn't sure. You kinda keep that mask on you all the time and I can't understand a word you say when you have it on. Good to know for sure, though.

Interesting. Everyone seems to assume that I am a male. I am unsure why...

[Pyro, you are from the 1960's and you are a mercenary. Why are you unsure why everyone thinks you are male when you work in a male dominated job?

Setting the painted brain slug down, Pyro pointed at it silently for a moment before speaking.]

You can have it.

Really? Thanks! [ looks at it. ]

... It's kinda cute.

Thank you.

I have one back home, Hana-chan. I miss it very much. I had grown accustomed to it waking me up every morning for breakfast.

A statue or the real thing? [ looks up at her with a bit of a confused expression. ]

[Smiles.]

It was very real. I recall many sticky kisses from tentacles.

That is adorable. So they're friendly? We don't have these kinds of animals in my world, so it's definitely new.

It was always friendly and protective towards me. Whenever a BLU got close, it would try to jump on their face and block their vision for me.

Awww ... kinda like an attack dog!

Eh? I suppose you're right about that.

...

[It makes her a little sad to recall such memories.]

I wonder if I'll ever see him again?

[ sighs a little. ]

I know what you mean. There are a few people back in my world, and in the other world I visited that I really miss ...

If you're a good girl and wish hard enough, perhaps those you miss will come visit you. We do seem to have many new residents as of late many of us know from our own worlds.

[Thinking on what she said again, Pyro raised a brow suddenly.]

You've been to more worlds then this one and your own?

Maybe ... I haven't seen anybody I know yet. [ slumping a bit. ]

Yeah. I come from Japan, on Earth, but I've also been to a world called 'PangYa.'

Is she sad? Uh oh. What does she do when a kid looks sad? They always want toys, yes? Pyro wants toys all the time even and she is an adult.

"...PangYa? Is it any better then this place?'

It's a nice place. They play a variation of golf there.

[ smiling a little at the fond memories of that place. ]

[Not too far from the woman, Medic is sitting on the ground, leaning against the building with a notepad on his knees and a pencil in his hand, noting away all sorts of things. Of course he is using German for that. That way his notes are usually safe from prying eyes.

He merely glances up vaguely at the appereance of the little girl, but still manages to make that look carry his current annoyance. The man would rather be inside. But for some odd reason or another, this was the only place he felt comfortable just about now...

Not speaking a single word he returned to his writing, making an extra note about Pyro being way too easygoing. Again.]

[Pyro turned to him and smiled. It was nice to have company around, even if was the company of a grumpy old man.

When she wasn't off burning and axing people to death, it seemed Pyro was a pleasant human being to be around--perhaps too pleasant. The woman seemed to have no worries rambling off to Hana about her job when she realized the child wouldn't run off in the other direction.

Speaking to Medic, she pointed down at her paints.]

Should I make you something too?

[He is silent at first, but looks at her with a frown at the same time.She can not be serious about this, can she? He makes another note before getting up from his place with an irritated shake of his head and a firm reply.]

Nein. Und you should razher do somezhing else instead of zhat!

[Medic opens the door and returns back inside. But as soon as he closes the door, this weird unwell feeling creeps up on him again. Was there something in the air?]

[Watching him walk away, the woman frowned.

Getting up from her spot on the ground, she left her materials and went to follow after Medic.

The moment she opens the door, she opens her mouth to say something.]

Like what?

[If you can sit there and write in your notebook, why can't she paint?!]

I do not KNOW!

[His voice is irate, as is the man's wild gesticulation as he answers without even turn around to face her. But he turns then, teeth bared and glaring.]

But zhis can not go on! Getting all domestic hier! Befriending complete strangers! Living with some child! Do you even zhink about vhat you are DOING?!

[Because he is taking down important stuff while trying to find out just what's going on and isn't making some useless pottery.]

Edited 2011-04-01 18:33 (UTC)

Would you stop being so dramatic?

[Shutting the door behind her so the girl wouldn't hear them, she hissed through gritted teeth.]

I am only doing my best to fit in...to not cause suspicion towards my motives.

[Taking a step closer to him, she tilted her head up to look up at him with a glare.]

You would be advised to follow suit.

Verzeih, if I can not simply pretend zhat everyzhing is in order! For your information: It is not!

[He takes a step away from her, hissing angrily through his teeth.]

Even you should see zhat.

[Feeling fiery today in more ways then one, Pyro closed the distance between them before attempting to grab onto his tie and yank him down to her level.]

I am not blind, I am well aware.

[Medic didn't flinch away from her, despite the fact, that a Pyro could easily kill him. This Pyro was still a RED, though. He snorted at her action and kept staring at her.]

Zhen act accordingly, Pyromaniac.

It is true, I love fire but I am capable of loving and showing interest in other things.

[Not letting go of his tie, there was an evil glint in her eye. There was something in her presence at that moment that gave her the aura of not being all there, one that fitted the stereotyped personality expected of a mercenary.]

However, it has been a long time since I've lit anything aflame. I wonder how you nicely you would burn?

[Was she threatening him? Slightly. He was a RED, so she wouldn't hurt him...much. If anything, she knew Medics healed very easily if they could scamper off before they took too much damage. If he dared tried to scare the young girl Pyro had befriended away or ruin the more normal image she had been leading those to believe she was capable of having, she was unsure she could hold herself back.]

[Medic considered to laugh, but in the end decided against it and rather maintain his glare.]

You can try. But I vould expect you to know better zhan to actually do so.

[He wasn't going to let himself get threatened. Especially not by some little girl. The man reaches up and closes his large, rubber-gloved hand around her smaller one still holding on to his tie. Using some more strenght, he made sure to press the bones within her hand together and leaned a bit further towards her, lowering his voice dangerously.]

...or you could go back to play vizh your dolls.

[She refused to show any pain on her face, there was no way she would give him any pleasure to looking weakened.

As she tried to move her hand away in an attempt to give him a good blow to his grumpy stupid face, Pyro found her hand very unusually stuck to his tie.

Looking down at the fabric in confusion, the woman decided to run off in the other direction while taking Medic with her.

Eventually it would budge, it had to!]

Ach! Was tust du?!

[Medic growled at her angrilyas the woman begins to drag him around. He didn't let go of her hand, and his own still free one reaches for her shoulder to stop her from moving.]

Stop acting like zhis!

[When he grabbed her by the shoulder she felt her running path being halted to a rather sudden stop. Letting out a gasp in shock. Pyro felt her feet stumble awkwardly on the carpet before she tripped and began falling down to the floor. With a heavy crash as she came into contact with several toys, Pyro let out a groan, unaware that her hand was still stuck to his tie in the progress...or that she had taken Medic with her.]

[Pyro's sudden fall came unexpected for the German and she almost dragged him down with her. Luckily, he managed to crouch down just in time to prevent crashing down right on top of her. What was strange, however, was, that he somehow couldn't let go of her hand, which certainly made for an odd pose now that she was on the ground and he had landed in this forced crouch with his head lowered due to her still having her solid grip onto his tie. He growled.]

Let. Go.

I'm trying to! Believe me, it isn't like I want to hold on to you any longer.

[Seriously, just the very idea that there was a slight chance that could be possible knowing how this world loved to play tricks on it's residents made Pyro feel an expression very unusual and rare for her; horrified.

Tugging at his tie even harder, Pyro let out a cry of frustration when her hand wouldn't release from it. There was no WAY she was getting stuck near Medic. It would be the worst experience imaginable. He didn't like her and so far, the feeling was mutual.]

What did you do?

Pyro! My patienz is already vearing zhin. If you vant to bozher mich furzher, now ist not zhe best moment for zhat!

[He speaks in a warning voice and reaches for his melee weapon. The übersaw goes up and hovers threateningly over her arm.]

Let go, or I vill make you!

Edited 2011-04-03 09:30 (UTC)

[Looking up at him, Pyro did her best to speak calmly as he held his ubersaw uncomfortably close to her arm.]

I cannot let go. If you really don't believe me then strike me with that saw of yours. You think I would lie? The last thing I want is to be near you, I do not like you.

[The sharp blade was touching her skin just slightly. To actually do any harm, he'd have to put some pressure to it, though. But all Medic did was keep glaring. After another moment passed, he lowered the weapon again and lets out an angry sound. It was not like he seemed to be able to let go either.]

Vell. Zhis puts us in a predicament. I vill try somezhing else, first.

[Maybe a defect in the nervous system? But things like that should heal. Medic shifted his glare from her to his disobeying limb, then reached out with his free hand to pry off his fingers from around her hand, which appeared to be more difficult than it should be. Snarling, he managed to lift one finger at least and quickly jerked it around, effectively breaking it, rendering it useless. For the next few moments at least. Medic barely flinches at his own action.

He went on with the next finger after that without saying another word.]

[Was he INSANE? She didn't need any confirmation when he broke his finger in response to being close to her. Luckily, Pyro had seen many broken bones and dislocated joints in her lifetime as a mercenary so the actual action didn't sicken her like it would a normal human being.

Raising a brow, she decided to risk commenting.]

Rendering your hand useless and in pain isn't worth what you are doing. Don't forget we need them.

[It was true. Who else would heal her in this world?]

Tch.

[Medic just growled a little and proceeded to break another finger. Her comment almost made him laugh, though. Almost. His reply is more a snarl.]

It vill be fully functioning again in one day. Zhis is nozhing for you to bozher about. You do not vantz to be close to me und I do not vant to be close to you. So unless you haff a better idea, just stay quiet, Fräulein Pyro.

[And there goes the third finger. Just two more to go and she can keep that stupid tie for all he cares.]

[So breaking a set of fingers on a hand was worth getting away from her?

She must be more disgusting then she thought.]

That may be so, but really this is just being outrageous.

[Not that she was actually somehow trying to stop him. There might of been a small hint of concern in her voice, but not enough to give off that she was deeply concerned or anything for his well being.

Turning her head away as he worked on removing his hand, she sighed.]

Do what you want, just remember I'm not the one with the healing abilities, so you are stuck with that--and don't show Hana, it'll scare her.

Right. Ve can not scare your little girl zhere.

[Rolling his eyes, Medic finished with his hand and finally manages to remove his now useless limb. He reached for his tie then and removed that too, leaving the piece of red cloth to Pyro's grasp before he stood up and straightened his coat with his one free hand.]

I had not expected you to be one to adopt children.

[With a last snarl he turned to march away, his damaged hand hanging uselessly by his side. Staying with this woman was pointless. He'd better find himself another place to stay.]

[There wasn't anything worth saying to him in order to explain her actions. Pyro had already exposed a part of herself that should of been hidden away for good. Once she became a mercenary it had felt like her goal in life had been achieved. She was paid to cause destruction with flames to her enemies. What more could she want? Was a friend asking too much? She should of kept to her toys...

It still seemed worth it though. Hana was the first child who Pyro could recall exposing her identity to and not having the kid run away in horror from her monstrous scars. It made her happy.

Hanging her head, she stayed silent as he walked away.]

Flame #02 (Stuck on you: Sniper, Medic and Pyro threesome.)

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Join existing thread? New thread? I still don't now /wah - But to stay true with the event...

;3 this is fine

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Sorry orz I don't have a paid account anymore....X_X;

Ah~ That happens every now and then...

;-; I know

And I'm switching tenses again... /derp

It happens...

Too often.

/joins the club

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