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

[notintehkitchen]

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[Pyro is outside on her porch painting away at a ceramic brain slug she made. Lost in her own little world, she doesn't seem to notice the large amount of puke green paint that has gotten on her scarred face and bare arms.

Humming a song that would comfort her during the days of her childhood when she was by her lonesome, she seems to be very content with the simple task she is performing.]

((OOC: For great lulz. Also, Hana is free to come wtf at Pyro out of uniform if she likes (and laugh at deadly mercenaries being stuck together? XD) ))

Comments

Too often.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

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.]

/joins the club

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[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.

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

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.]

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[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.]