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Post by ginchimera on Feb 6, 2011 23:12:32 GMT -5
(( Today was crazy and we were planning to do this for a few days. To make up for not being on at all today, I shall create this! )) As the sun set across the desert, a small alarm rang out through the air, alerting the seperate teams of the end of the day's battle.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 7, 2011 0:42:47 GMT -5
The train yard soon quieted, the only sound being the occasional train that sped by. Most of the Blu team headed towards the showers to clean the blood and grime off after the days battle.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 7, 2011 14:02:33 GMT -5
There was a few loud cracks as the Engineer cracked his knuckles, stretching a bit," Nothin' like buildin' all day and makin' yer body sore."
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 7, 2011 15:14:31 GMT -5
Sniper threw his shirt in the garbage, various cuts in it from the enemy Spy constantly getting through into their base.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 7, 2011 23:02:26 GMT -5
Scout snickered," Got spy problems?"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 7, 2011 23:09:45 GMT -5
"What gave ya that idea?" He glared a bit.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 8, 2011 17:34:01 GMT -5
" Dunno, maybe cuz of all those gashes on yer back. Looks like you got in a fight with a blender and lost!"
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 8, 2011 17:42:29 GMT -5
"Least I wasn' gettin' shot in the 'ead the moment I left the base." He gave him one last glare before heading in the showers.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 8, 2011 18:14:33 GMT -5
Scout glared back, rubbing at the back of his head where some blood gnatted up his hair. Wasn't his fault the red sniper wasn't being killed.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 8, 2011 18:17:41 GMT -5
The team showered quickly and went off to either relax or eat.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 8, 2011 19:05:27 GMT -5
Of course vacant from the group was Pyro, who preferred staying off in his own corner of the base to relax.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 8, 2011 19:10:35 GMT -5
Down the hall a bit of splashing was heard in the large pipe.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 8, 2011 19:33:09 GMT -5
Pyro perked up slightly. He knew what the water sounded like when it would hit against the pipe on his own, but it sounded like something had moved it.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Feb 8, 2011 19:34:38 GMT -5
Something splashed again moments later.
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Post by ginchimera on Feb 8, 2011 21:11:17 GMT -5
He grabbed his axe, heading out of his room and off towards the pipe. If it's one of those Reds....
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