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The RED Sniper sat in his van. He hadn't been able to sleep for the past 3 days and the wear on his body was showing. He hid the bags under his eyes with his shades. He sat up and grabed his hat, desideing that he should go get some food or something instead of lay there being useless. He opened the camper doors and squinted. Even with his shades o. The sun was still unbearably bright. He entered the RED base, and as he walked to the mess hall to get his coffee, he stummbled into a wall.
"Bloody hell." Sniper mumbled as he straitened up, ajustsing his vest.
He walked into the mess hall and immediately regreted it. Scout and Demoman where haveing a loud argument about which was better, BONK or scampy. Heavy and Medic where laughing loudly at something one of them had said and Pyro was being repormanded by Spy for almost lighting his suit on fire.
Sniper massaged his eyes from under his aviators and walked over to the coffee pot. Engineer was standing there puting cream in his coffee. He gave Sniper a cort nod and Sniper grunted in response.
"Late night?" Engineer said, a small smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth. Sniper snorted slightly. Engineer was the only one that knew about him and Spy. It had been rather awkward for all three of them that night. Engineer didn't really care, he found this whole war to be, as he put it, "more pointless then watering a rock garden". So whatever Sniper and Spy where doing didn't make much difference to him.
"Naw,, 'aven't seen the spook for about a week now. Well, outsidea battle that is." Sniper poured the coffee almost missing his mug.
Engineer frown. "You okay pardner?" He put a gloved hand on his shoulder looking threw his aviators. He say the dark bags and his frown deepened. "How long has it been?"
"About three days now." Sniper said taking a large amount of his coffee.
"Boy, you should go talk to Medic. He has these pills-" Sniper lifted his hand to stop him.
"I can take care a' myself just fine thanks. Don't need no quacks forcing some strange pills down me throat." He finished and walked away, heading for his camper.
'That bloody spook was supposed to be 'ere last night.' Sniper thought as he layed down on his old matress.
"What .appened Spy?"
"Bloody hell." Sniper mumbled as he straitened up, ajustsing his vest.
He walked into the mess hall and immediately regreted it. Scout and Demoman where haveing a loud argument about which was better, BONK or scampy. Heavy and Medic where laughing loudly at something one of them had said and Pyro was being repormanded by Spy for almost lighting his suit on fire.
Sniper massaged his eyes from under his aviators and walked over to the coffee pot. Engineer was standing there puting cream in his coffee. He gave Sniper a cort nod and Sniper grunted in response.
"Late night?" Engineer said, a small smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth. Sniper snorted slightly. Engineer was the only one that knew about him and Spy. It had been rather awkward for all three of them that night. Engineer didn't really care, he found this whole war to be, as he put it, "more pointless then watering a rock garden". So whatever Sniper and Spy where doing didn't make much difference to him.
"Naw,, 'aven't seen the spook for about a week now. Well, outsidea battle that is." Sniper poured the coffee almost missing his mug.
Engineer frown. "You okay pardner?" He put a gloved hand on his shoulder looking threw his aviators. He say the dark bags and his frown deepened. "How long has it been?"
"About three days now." Sniper said taking a large amount of his coffee.
"Boy, you should go talk to Medic. He has these pills-" Sniper lifted his hand to stop him.
"I can take care a' myself just fine thanks. Don't need no quacks forcing some strange pills down me throat." He finished and walked away, heading for his camper.
'That bloody spook was supposed to be 'ere last night.' Sniper thought as he layed down on his old matress.
"What .appened Spy?"
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So here it is! Sniper's part! I dont think I got his accent right though... Oh well.
Also I used to water my rock garden.... I felt so dumb a few years later when my mother was retelling the story. I was so derp back then.
As always, please tell me how I may improve
Kthxbye!
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Team Fortress 2 © valve
Literature © me!
Also I used to water my rock garden.... I felt so dumb a few years later when my mother was retelling the story. I was so derp back then.
As always, please tell me how I may improve
Kthxbye!
Next: [link]
Team Fortress 2 © valve
Literature © me!
© 2012 - 2024 SaraRiley
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Moar? 'Tis a sad story so far. I can't wait for the next one. D: