Okie dokie. My first request in a while. Sorry this took so long, my friend. I'm not overly confident on my knowledge on Christian Brutal but heres my attempt
I sniffle and I jump a wall. What a day for Medic to use his status quo. 'Medics don't heal scouts, winge winge winge bleh bleh bleh!'.
I think I've got a really, really bad case of flu. My head's fuzzy, my hearings jacked, I think my eyes are pouring waterfalls along with my nose, and I'm struggling to breath slightly. Not a good day for him to act up.
Luckily for me, I'm meeting up with someone, not fighting-not that the others are awere.
I do a spy check before sliding into our alcove. No one comes around here; I ended up here by accident.
Which is when I met him.
He was startled by my sudden landing. I was startled by him being there.
He's diffrent from Snips, but is a sniper all the same. We meet every 6 missions, or once every 2 weeks, whichever comes first, the latter being him sneaking in the basd and sneaking us out.
I suddenly feel a familiar warth against my back, and although I know it, I still jump slightly.
"Startle you? You normally know I'm here..."
"Normally I'm not sick as fuck and Medics not 'no scout healing'"
"Aw~ my little hooligan is sick" he frowns as he hugs me. I lean into him, trying to take in his copper like smell, much to no sucess.
Suddenly, he drapes his jacket over me. I snuggle into it's inner fuzz, feeling comforted. He picks me up, holding me close to him.
"Not too close, I might be contagious"
"Heheh, like I care about being ill." I nuzzle into him. "Lets get a better view to watch this battle from, eh?"
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