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I don’t know. I got drunk yesterday and I woke up here. I know I was with an Italian Tarzher. We was making a drink contest, and he lost. [The soldier took a big gulp of beer.] After that, I continued drinking with an engineer and I fell due to the alcohol. I was in some cold mountains when this happened.
…So ya might have been in Coldfront tha other day, least that tells me somethin. Maybe if we can get ya back there somethin will jog yer memory a bit ta where ya might need ta be. Good thing there’s a telelporter ta most of tha bases here for that or else this would take a lot longer ta do.
*taking the plate gingerly in his gloved fingers, Pyro cleared his throat and stood a few feet from the other Merc, observing* Uh Cmh whuht.
*he’d rather wait, in all honesty. Sitting alone at a table while waitin for someone else just felt pointless and disrespectful*
Mn alright, suit yerself..Won’t be too long anyways I think. *tossing on his two now, he waited patiently for them to cook evenly*
*looking around, his arms raised slightly from their previous position at his waist, the RED arsonist looked around for a plate, finding a plain white ceramic plate in the sink, clean and dry.
Grabbing it, he brought it to the Engineer, anticipating his meal. He hasn’t eaten solids in a while, finding that it was much easier to just drink his “food”*
Thank ya kindly..
*grabbing the plate with one free hand he quickly scoops out the two sandwiches and places them down onto it, handing them back off to the pyro with a smile* N there ya are, feel free ta dig in. I’ll join ya at tha table inna sec once mine are done cookin.
*licking his cracked lips under the mask, the RED observed as each piece of bread browned perfectly, slightly crunchy and nearly drenched in warm butter*
Phrnk Yuh…
*he chuckled warmly to himself* No problem, these ones are almost done..think ya can grab a plate for me real quick? *with the pyro’s food done he could throw the other two on for himself and join him for a good meal*
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Trugarez. [Yann grabs the beer and opens it.] Well that would be appretiated. But you’ve said, we’re in a desert, so if there’s none…. I wouldn’t want you to waste your time.
N ya seem ta be more than lost if yer lookin for a base with water..Don’t think anyone else will help either. *he shrugs before trying to think of something* Didja happen ta take a teleporter by any chance ta get here?
Might explain a few things..
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I am taking a little break from the bases and battles for a moment. I have been seriously wounded but I didn’t die, so the Medic had to fix me up. Now I’m good. [He took off his coat.] Ma doue, it’s hot over here. I swear I am gonna die if I don’t find a water point soon.
….*he pulls a cold beer out of the nearby fridge to hand to the Soldier, Patch slowly considering that he might have heat stroke thinking theres water in a desert of all places* Well if ya want I can try n help ya find it?
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*he gives the BLU a polite nod of the head, smiling some* Mornin Soldier, don’t think I’ve seen ya round here before.
Demat. You are right, that’s the first time I see this place. I am still looking for a shore, but I can’t seem to find any. [He took his helmet and beanie off, speeping the droplets of sweat running on his forehead.]
A shore? Ya mean like a water front or somethin? *he blinks a bit confusedly at the poor man* Hate ta break it ta ya but there isn’t a shore round here for miles…yer kinda in tha desert more or less currently.
Where are ya stationed exactly?
*broken from his small trance, Pyro moved back, examining the other things in the kitchen; pulling open cabinets carefully, opening refrigerators and gently observing the various pots, pans, and knives hanging from the counters and racks.
The Pyro generally didn’t eat or sleep much, and usually got his healthy dose of protein and other groups through smoothie-like concoctions he made himself in the mornings and evenings, drinking them through the rubber straw that connected to the side of his mask’s snout.
Hearing the clink of metal against the stove’s burner, he turned around to see the Engineer begin to cook, softly stepping over and watching* Yuh ruhlluh dohn nuhd toh…{“you really don’t need to..”}
Hm? Nah it’s alright really, cookin’s one of tha things I like doin best…well next ta buildin n repair ya can say. *he gives the other a pat on the shoulder* It’s just a sandwich afterall, won’t take more than five minutes at tha most.
*as he spoke he flipped said food over to cook on the other side*
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*he gives the BLU a polite nod of the head, smiling some* Mornin Soldier, don’t think I’ve seen ya round here before.
“I’ll be sure to let them tell me how to take care of them!” She kept note of that and chuckled softly. “And thank you again!”
Alrighty then, n no problem Ash I’m glad ta be of service. *he chuckled warmly at the girls enthusiasm* If ya need anythin else fixed feel free ta drop on by.
*his hands shyly to his body, the pyromaniac was instantly drawn tote small, flickering pilot flame of the closest stove, leaning down to stare at it eye level as he mumbled out his responce* {“that’s…fine…”}
*watching the other nearly bump head first into the stove he raised a brow…Well pyros usually had a thing for fire, guess this wasn’t any different. Nodding his head he prepped a pan and when ready gently moved the other out of the way to start cooking*
Urht durphnph muphurh, phrulluh..{“It doesn’t matter, really..”} *the Pyro spoke, gazing around the base’s kitchen. Pots and pans hung from several rectangular racks that hung above the 4 stoves, a few ovens along the wall*
Hmm..well how bout some grilled turkey n cheese? I know it sounds a bit weird but it’s pretty good actually. *moving around some he pulled out some butter, bread, and a few other items stored away to get started*
If ya don’t like that I can just make ya a plain grilled cheese.
*Pyro was now being ushered to the RED kitchen, almost by hospitable force. Grunting softly in surprise, the Maniac gladly accepted the offer, his stomach rumbling*
*As they both neared the Kitchen, Patch idly thought about what he could make. Personally he would be happy with something simple* So what are ya in tha mood for? I can make most of tha basics pretty much by now.
“The names Ashley but you can call me Ash for short if you want too” She said pointing to herself then placing her hand back down to her side. “Yeah I’m gonna look into the guns and all that jazz…I need to get me a shotgun or some SMGs…heh”
Heh alright the Ash, sounds like ya already know what a want inna gun. Both a shotgun n a SMG are pretty good choices..N make sure whoever ya get em from tells ya how ta take care of it maintenance wise.
Really now? Sounds like ya work alot faster than I give ya credit for *chuckles* If yer cure works we might have ta celebrate JJ.
A independent tf2 blog for Patch, a RED Engineer. He may be nice but there's more to this fellow than you expect. Best Be careful