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[Scooting towards the end of the bed, Pyro turned away from him and looked down at Jell-O who had decided to make the rug his bed. Taking a few deep breaths, she attempted to calm herself down. Why did Sniper's words always hurt her so much? She didn't understand why... but... ]

Don't be mean. What did I tell you about being mean?

[Turning back around, she held out three fingers on one hand before cupping her hand into the form of an O to represent zero.]

You're out.

[Grabbing his arms, Pyro leapt on top of the man with careful precision in order not to smash his legs. With either of hers on both sides of his, she kept him pinned to bed and smiled.]

Now what should your punishment be? A kiss from Jell-O?

You're out? Out of—

[Before he could put together the fact he was on his third strike, Pyro had grabbed his arms and straddled him, pushing him down and pinning him to the bed. He writhed under her grip for a moment before turning his wounded elbow in some way that aggravated his injury. He stifled a cry of pain, still trying to wrench himself from her.]

Pyro, knock it off! This is ridiculous!

I am not going to knock it off.

[Pyro was in a bitchy mood now. With Medic gone, she felt like burning the whole damn place down. If she couldn't use her flamethrower to stop her misery without harsh consequences she only had Sniper left to pick on.]

Now, look here. You could get a kiss from me instead, but I'm sure you'll prefer my blob to a filthy arsonist like myself. I'm being rather lenient in my punishment and you will accept it.

[He stopped twisting beneath her for a moment, his eyes locking on hers as her tone darkened. She was apparently serious, in spite of her playful manner only seconds before. He was quickly learning her mood changed at the drop of a hat.

He looked away, taking a deep breath as he considered his options. She wasn't getting off him anytime soon, and he had no way of wriggling from her, despite his best efforts. That left actually appeasing her and hoping she'd release him- and with his elbow beginning to ache, he was starting to consider it.]

... Do I get a choice? Because I'd rather not have your blob anywhere near me.

....

[She wasn't expecting that response. The blob seemed like the only option for him. Why on Earth would he agree to it? More so, why had she ever opened her fat mouth and given that as an option? It was supposed to be a joke. If she said no now, she'd look like she was giving him the upper hand. She couldn't do that.]

You can kiss me. But aren't you aware? A Pyro's lips are just as hot as touching flames. I could quite literally burn your mouth off.

I don't believe your blob has anything that even counts as lips, to be perfectly fair.

[Not that he wanted to kiss Pyro either- it was first and foremost improper, with her not only being a coworker, but also over a decade his junior. Secondly, he wasn't fully convinced Medic was indeed gone, and having seen the doctor's reaction to an accusation of jealousy? Or the way he interacted with her at the party? Another man had his eyes on her, one RED wasn't interested in crossing.

On the other hand, Pyro was admittedly intimidating. He was still in no physical condition to argue too much, and she had shown she was capable of getting what she wanted whether he liked it or not. As he turned his eyes from her, he found his communicator in the room. It was sitting on the nightstand, but calling for help with her right there was ten bad decisions in one. He wasn't sure how a kiss was punishment to anyone but him, given his definite avoidance of other people, but perhaps that was why she insisted on it. I occurred to him she knew what she was doing more than she let on.

He sighed. Somewhere, he was sure that he'd be laughed for his indecision: here, he was presented the chance for some intimacy with a girl— not even a bad-looking one— as some kind of bizarre punishment he couldn't quite wrap his head around, and as usual, his own reservations held his leash. Most would have just kissed her and been done with it rather than still looking for ways to avoid it altogether. Then again, he wasn't like most people he knew- he wasn't interested in any sort of attachment with another person. It complicated matters that didn't need to be complicated, especially when it involved a coworker. He was a professional, and this was improper.

Another breath. This wasn't anything personal. It was just one quick kiss, and she'd hopefully be off him. It was nothing more than that.]

You could always get off me without a punishment, you know. Maybe I've learned my lesson this time.

Sorry, but you're incorrect. I can't simply just let you go free or you'd never learn.

[But that didn't mean she wanted to kiss him on the lips. That was... too strange. He wasn't cute like Jell-O. He was old, lanky, smelt funny and never smiled. That wasn't... attractive.

Not that comrades should be attractive.

There was nothing good about Sniper at all. He was... just bothersome but she put up with it. That must be the only reason. Why else would she keep a watchful eye over him and pet his head? He was her teammate. She was just doing what she could as Pyro.

Turning her face away, the more she thought on it the more she started to burn. The hands that were pinning him down began to shake as Pyro whimpered. What on earth was wrong with her? She felt that burning feeling again.]

Aah...it's... it's hot... make it stop. It's weird...

Weird?

[His eyes trailed to the hands that held him to the bed, their shaking felt through his entire arm. As her faced reddened, his was colored with confusion.]

Maybe you are sick. I'm sure wanderin' outside all day wasn't good on ya.

No, I don't think that's it.

I've felt this strange feeling around Engineer and Sensei before.

[It was then Sniper started to look uncomfortable himself- well, more so than since she'd straddled him, anyway. A part of him tried to convince himself it was just something with her and the way she showed affection. After all, she had the mind of a child.

But under that facade was a damaged woman, hiding years of hurt behind a mask. It wasn't all that different from his own method of dealing with his problems, when he thought about it, which was exactly what he didn't want to do. He didn't need any reason to believe actually attempting some kind of camaraderie— friendship, even— with her was a good idea, because it wasn't. He had lost all desire for companionship of any kind long ago, whether it was from people or pets or even his parents. He didn't need anyone.

And perhaps that was why her statement made him so uncomfortable. She had been looking into adult literature for Engineer, and Medic had made how he felt about her clear. How had she felt about the doctor? Or him, for that matter?

He kept his eyes off her, feigning ignorance.]

It's probably nothing to worry about. I thought you liked bein' hot, anyway.

It's not so bad, I just wish... I knew why I felt this way. No one else would ever explain it to me and said there was nothing wrong with how I felt. Somehow, I get the feeling they were lying to me...

[Tilting her head, she looked down at his face with a frown.]

Are you going to lie to me too?

[He held his flat expression in spite of her eyes on him.]

Seein' how you've got the upper hand here, I see no reason I should unless I'm lookin' to get into trouble.

[His flat expression just made her all the more curious. Was he capable of being a little more expressive? Bringing her forehead against his own, she closed her eyes.]

So... if I let you go, you really won't do anything bad anymore?

[The heat from her face radiated against him as she brought her forehead to hers, the sensation hiding the feeling of his own shade turning crimson. He inhaled deeply, getting a grip on himself as she invaded his personal space- she permeated it even more with his breath, his senses focusing on her particular scent of cigarettes and the flowery shampoo from the shower.]

I'll certainly try, if that's what ya want.

Alright, then I'll let you go free.

[Getting off the top of him, Pyro broke the tension between the two of them. Sitting up on the bed, Pyro took her knit cap off the top of her head and let her hair drop down. Apparently, Pyro hadn't burnt all the damn strands off since her hair was now longer then ever and touching her shoulders. In time, that would most likely be fixed. For now, it did make her look more feminine though.]

[Sniper let out a sigh, pushing himself upright and rubbing his wrists. She certainly had a grip to write home about. He shot her a sideways look before busying himself with his broken arm, readjusting the sling that held his cast. He decided then was as good as any time to ask about shifting the sleeping situation.]

His wasn't the only other bedroom in this building, was it? Because I'm not moving into any bed Medic slept in.

There are others but I'd prefer you just stay here with me. If I don't keep my eye on you, Sniper might get in trouble again and end up hurt even more.

[Poking his cheek lightly with her fingertip, she nodded her head back and forth teasingly as she called out in a sing-song voice.]

Besides, Jell-O might worry where you've gone off to and end up searching for you. He can get pretty exited during hide-n-seek games~

[Sniper raised an eyebrow in minor irritation, fairly certain it didn't matter where he slept- Jell-O would find new ways to invade his personal space.]

I don't see how I can get into too much trouble here, whether you're keepin' an eye on me or not.

Edited 2012-01-07 08:37 (UTC)

You might fall down the stairs and break open your head trying to leave here. I'd have to clean up all the brain matter if that happened and wait on a faulty respawn system.

I might not fall down the stairs if I wasn't on the second floor to begin with.

[Sudden mood change is go. Clearly, there are two personalities at play here. Whenever she becomes serious the childlike mentality changes and the pitch in her voice drastically turns into something more mature.]

You must take me for an idiot to think I'd let you be down on the first floor unattended. I know quite well what you'd try to do and it involves going out the door and going back to your little townhouse.

[As surprised as he was by her mood change, his own expression instead turned to one of irritation as she saw right through him.]

There's nothin' wrong with my house. I get that ya want to keep an eye on me, but I can take care of myself. I'm not just gonna up and disappear.

[Grabbing him by the collar of his hoodie, she begins to shake him.]

Can you stop being an insensitive bastard for just a few moments? The reason I keep you here is so you don't cause anymore trouble. Trouble for someone else means trouble for you, too. Clearly, it hasn't gotten through that thick skull of yours that getting hurt or killed here means facing the consequences. This isn't back home! Look at yourself, don't you get it? How much more pain must you experience before you will understand?

[Sniper could only look into her eyes for a moment before averting his own, shame marking him. He recalled what she'd said about Medic- the man had killed himself and lost his memories of her in the respawn. Perhaps she feared the same would happen to him, should he die. His inclination to be stubborn and insist again that he could take care of himself— because as far as he was concerned, he could, and if she thought he'd die so easily like the Doc, she was wrong— clashed with both his manners and his desire to not be pummeled.

At the same time, he couldn't deny he knew how she felt. She'd lost one teammate shortly after he arrived; Medic had disappeared only days ago. He could understand she was afraid of losing the only one she had left. She had said she didn't want to be alone.

He made a quiet noise. Loss- it was a common enemy for them.]

Sorry, pumpkin. I guess I'm still not used to people feelin' they need to watch my back.

Does Sniper even mean that or does he say it out of convenience to get out a situation? I don't know anymore and I doubt he cares what I think. All he wants is to do what he wants without any regard how it might affect those who care about him in this world.

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