notintehkitchen | [Public][Text] #2 Sniper

What do you mean? I'm wearing clothes!

[Hey, it was covering her enough she didn't see the problem. Besides, this was her house! Who was he to tell her what she could and couldn't wear?

Shutting the door behind him, Pyro went over to the table to grab a blue box neatly wrapped with a matching bow.]

Come over here and open this.

[Offering it out to him, she rolled her eyes still a little annoyed at his comment.]

*He snorts at that but doesn't say anything. He takes the box cautiously, surprised that it was in fact a present, and not her flamethrower with a bow on it.*

What's the occasion?

*Still a bit wary he starts to unwrap it, tucking the bow in his pocket to give to his dog to play with later.*

I wanted to show you how sorry I am.

[Inside, Sniper would find a white cup with familiar blue paint. The words on the cup would read #2 Sniper. Before he got a chance to even open it all the way, Pyro was smiling mischievously and laughing like a mad woman inside her head.]

This still 'bout that piranha thing?

*He pulls the mug out, staring at it in surprise. Well it wasn't lethal, and it wasn't going to kill him so that was a bonus. Though leave it to Pyro to find a gift that was equal parts practical and insulting.*

Very funny.

*But the fact she had even attempted a peace offering was speaking volumes to all those emotions that BLU didn't have.*

Uhm .. thanks Pyro.

Maybe it is.

[Maybe meant yes.]

What do you mean it's funny? I painted it up just for you! You can pour all the coffee and alcohol you want in it.

[Flashing the most innocent smile ever, for a mere moment it appeared Pyro was sparkling. It was horrifying.]

You're welcome.

Well I looked fer ya. There weren't any. Because there aren't freshwater fish in th' ocean.

*He turned it around in his hands. With the exception of the glaring #2 it was a pretty nice mug.*

An' I'm gonna. You can't complain 'bout how much coffee I drink anymore if I'm drinkin' out 'f this. Deal?

Edited 2012-02-04 06:41 (UTC)

[That was disappointing to hear. She so wanted a cute little piranha all for herself.]

I don't think you can make a deal that benefits you when someone gives you a present.

I wouldn't know. I haven't gotten many.

*And by not many he figured this was number five in his whole life.*

Valentines day is coming up. Maybe a cute girl will give you something.

[The tone of her voice made it hard to tell whether she was being sweet or teasing.]

I know when it is.

*There was something that flitted across his face, something he pushed down immediately, though he couldn't stop his hands from shaking ever so slightly.*

Edited 2012-02-04 07:38 (UTC)

So, do you think you'll get anything?

[In her country women were supposed to give the presents, not the other way around.]

Chocolate maybe?

No. I'm not. And I'm not gettin' anything fer anyone else neither.

*Wow that mug sure is fascinating, he's just going to keep looking at that instead of anywhere else.*

Does that mean Australian men wait until White day too?

[Don't think she doesn't notice your awkwardness about this subject.]

Until what now?

*Yes, let's change the topic.*

What th' hell is White day?

Edited 2012-02-04 23:19 (UTC)

[You can't escape that easily.]

March 14th. That's when men give the presents to girls. February 14th is for girls to dote over men.

Oh. That ain't how it works in Australia. Only one day fer both.

*Him and his mug are going to start inching towards the door now.*

[No you don't! Pyro is going to lock on with a creepy stare that can only be matched by Jell-O.]

Something seems to be troubling you about the upcoming holiday. If anything, RED and you can swap bottles of piss.

It ain't my favorite toime 'f th' year alroight? Jus' drop it.

So it'll be you and jarate spending together this year together again?

*He closes his eyes for a moment, his grip tightening on the mug, before looking over at her again.*

I guess so. Thanks fer th' mug.

*And with that he's going to turn and leave because he does not want to talk about this.*

Hey, I know.

Why don't you ask Cassidy out? She's everything a man wants in the opposite sex; a dog and woman.

I don't think you know anythin' about what men want. And you sure don't know anythin' about me so quit it.

Maybe not entirely. After all, your RED counterpart seems rather fond of me in a way I can't understand fully.

[What have you been told about your truth filter, Pyro? STOP DOING IT.]

He's not me.

You're both Australian. You have the same brains... well, basically. Can you tell me why he pays so much attention to me? I'm sure you two gossip.

[BOYS DON'T GOSSIP, THEY HAVE MANLY TALKS ABOUT MANLY THINGS.]

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