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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 23, 2017 11:49 pm

There probably was more behind June refusing to give in to his fellow spy the way he gave in for Sniper, almost killing him tenderly after not having to completely surrender. To control and be controled, but there was something in between, that damn red sharpshooter had proven it. Perhaps the two spies were too similar and too different both at the same time - a frightening thought for someone who had lost awarenoss of his own face and identity, The last thing he wanted to see was himself, neither dominating nor surrendering like he did now.

He would not know what happened to red spy, as he was gone at that part already. But before, there was that overwhelming sensation, like a stormflood running over him, rarely felt like this. Both physique and technique were both just made to send him over the edges, causing him to whine as he felt that bastard just cum inside, who had allowed that?! Still, it was hot and sticky, filling his insides while his own body was still in that state od overreaction. June heard what the other man was saying but didnt understand it just yet, making a weakened sound before choking. It was odd, having a high pulse and in the next second it was gone, mere seconds and he was spitting blood, then collapsed completely. A quick, almost painless death as he didnt even realize what happened.
Back in the respawn room, he couldnt move immediately, trembling and having to get it back together. It was not even anger but maybe confusion and a defeat he was not sure how to handle, that caused June to just retreat, not eating any pancakes nor talking to any other fellow blu until the sun set. He felt awful, showering didn't help and it took him a while to figure out what to do.

A while later, as it was completely dark, he left the blu base, still unsure how to feel about all this but sure about what was missing. He had no idea what happened to the red bushman after his fight with heav, not a proper goodbye, was it? The long way took his time, as he was not in a hurry and rather pensive. As he reached the vvan, leaving invisibility, he had already taken the form of red pyro, not knowing he had fled to medic anyway, so there was a spot free. Imitating the distressed mumbles and even carrying the stupid baloon with horns, he would annoy that damn sniper long enough until he properly took responsibility for that messed up day. Which would mean being allowed to sleep here, even if it was not his own body and a thick suit preventing him from any direct touch. Maybe it was even better to have that protection ... not because there was danger but because he didnt know what to do, maybe feeling the rough hands again.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Apr 24, 2017 7:43 pm

There was always more behind and Armand didn't knew everything about the young one, it wasn't necessary and would kill all the fun either way. Poor thing, so lost... and found in the depht of his feelings from a poor anxious soul names Sniper.
What a pity.
But don't you fret, uncle Armaund and aunt Lawrence to the rescue.
He also wasn't keen on knowing what had happened to himself, but he knew Blu Sniper would rescue... well defend his Spies honor... Just a bit too late, perhaps he was too busy wanking off? One way to find out and get himself a little fun, taking the appearance of the young lad he fucked minutes before.

Unknowing of those horrible things, red Sniper had stayed in the respawn room for a few minutes and went to the kitchen afterwards. He needed something to eat, prepared the groundmixture of the pancakes and made himself a few, letting the rest of the mix in the fridge, not wanting to prepare everything by himself and not wanting any company either. He just wrote a note to engie, perhaps he would coock them, it was his turn to make food today.
The pancakes on a dish he want back to his van, tired and somehow without any energy he laid down to sleep for an hour, he had showered after the respawn and before the cooking so it was okay... He wasn't expecting visitors today anyway.

But there it was. A faint knock and some mumbled words, knowingly just from one person. The only person he was able to see today. With a tired smile he opened his door, took in the sight of the poor confused and distressed Pyro, clad with his suit and... his Balloonicorn. „Hey little one... You're scared? Come in, its okay I also have some pancakes and I can make you a hot chocolate!“, he opened the door farther, stepping inside to let him in. He smiled reassuring at the little one, closing the door after him and hushing him onto the bed. „Just sit there, I will get everything ready, will you have your chocolate with marshmallows or withou... well forget the question.“, he laughed a bit, why would he ask the poor thing if he wanted some more sweets? The answer was always the same. He took a little Candle out of the closet, a candle in a bigger glass. Also a stick and he stuck one of the mallows onto the stick, handing it to Pyro and kissing the suited head. It made the little one happy to play with fire and with the glass it was quite safe. „You know, no playing with the glass and let it stand, if you manage it you will get a surprise!“
Sniper smiled, it was easy to handle Pyro, there were a few rules and he was playing well, always on the safe side... well after he and Engie pointed all the little things out... Had been a lot of fire in the past...
With a little happy tune he hummed a bit and took the milk and chocolate and set it on the hot plates, turning around to look after the little firefly.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Apr 24, 2017 8:29 pm

Well who should know anything, no one knew everything, not even June himself. It was his own mood he followed and there was no big plan behind all this. It was just needs, just a game. Today he lost and was not even knowing Sniper had, well, not saved but avenged him. In a way ... doesnt matter, Spy was not really sure what to make of it, unwilling to talk to anyone, unwilling to see anyone, with a single exception he felt attracted by right now. Maybe just to l´play a bit, regain control over someone helping to calm down. So he went to see Sniper, who was probably in a bad mood as well. He knew which form to take for that, sure about what the Pyro's big advantage was. They were cute in a way, innocent enough to have the doors get opened. It was ridiculous to wear all that nonsense, but it had to be authentic.

Spy didn't like pancakes, not at all, but the mask protected him from the smell. So yes, he was allowed to enter, still mumbling a bit and fixating Sniper through darkened goggles. In fact, he did not expect him to be so nice to the little one, but well, June was always nice to blu Pyro too. There was no way not to be, like one might be angry at a Spy or a stupid Scout.
"Hudda... mmmph!", he made, it sounded funny and he was doing his best not climbing in too elegantly, struggling a bit with an arm full of stuff. Baaah... sugar shock, but he squeed and clapped his hands happily. Yay, cocoa and fluffy poison. He hurried to get on the bed and sat down there, the Balloonicorn on his lap.
"Mmmfufu!", he uttered, reaching for the candle and lighting it immediately, blowing it out and lighting it again. Somehow he understood why Pyro was so fascinated by this. Sniper really was cute, almost acting like a full-blood daddy. He grilled his Marshmallow over the candle. Not move the class, alright. As long as the surprise was not a surprise sex game ... this might be nice after all. June already felt himself relaxing a bit, lifting the mask to eat his grilled marshmallow. He did not know what Pyro really looked like, but well, no one did, the lower part of his face young and androgynous, a few burns he saw while blu pyro ate earlier. While munching, he poorly imitated the humming, the mask back on his face. It was  ... nice, and he felt tired, really really tired. So he laid down, not willing to eat, maybe drink that poisonous stuff (he didnt want to get any more fat...), but most of all reaching out for Sniper with both arms as he turned back around. It was not even played that he was in distress, he was, just normally not showing it, not in the way Pyro was allowed to and forgiven.
"Mmh..."
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Apr 24, 2017 9:17 pm

But Pyro loved them, it was Spys luck the pancakes were without too much sugar, Sniper didn't like them sweet at all. And he had forgotten the Syrup... but well... he could always take one from the base, right now it was nice to see Pyro, get a bit down from his own day. The little one seemed to be distressed, somehow not right like himself but hugging the Plushie and crawling onto the bed like every time.
He smiled a bit and laughed at the clapping, such a nice little one, warming his heart. Pyro was.... easier. He loved little things and could be happy and wasn't always planning and plotting.
„I'm sorry little Firefly, I don't have any candy with the pancakes and they are rather salty... I hope you like them nevertheless. But... theres the cacao and...“ Well Pyro was already burning his marshmallow, Sniper was polite enough not to turn around and not look, was sure the little one didn't liked it to show his face, otherwise he would have taken the mask off long ago. It was so easy to make him glad, seeing him lighting the fire and blowing it out. It was so sweet.

And nope the surprise wasn't a surprise sex game, it was a nice little gift for sweet pyro, wrapped awkwardly in some pink paper, but with much love.
Pyro seemed to be much more tired than he expected, but well... Sniper was tired too. He smiled and took the chocolate from the plates, making the thing cold, not wanting to kill them both unpleasently, respawn was nice but... he really wanted to avoide it as long as possible to die and spawn again. „Oh Pyro... Sweetheart.“, he smiled and shook his head, cuddling the little one was okay, was safe, there was no problem in it. „Lets nap a bit and then we can drink a bit hot chocolate, okay?“, he shrugged off his trouser and his shirt, only clad in his underwear and took a big woolen blanket out of his cabinet, laying it over Pyro and snuggling under it, his arms around the little one, stroking his suit. „Everything is right... I am here... I will protect you.“ He sighed a bit, struggling to understand the little one. „Want to speak about it or... just lay here and cuddling? You can stay the night, you know that, don't you?“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Apr 24, 2017 10:54 pm

At least in that point the gods had mercy with Spy today, a disgraceful death, a somehow-rape, but at least the pancakes were not too badly sugared. A thing he shared with medic, but not because he was so fixated on being healthy. He just had sweets very rarely throughout most of his life so he decided to hate it, so he wont miss it. For now, Sniper seemed relaxed and comfortable, which he never had been in Spy's eyes, only when he felt alone and not even then all the time. So maybe this counted as an excuse, sneaking in but actually making sniper smile, so it was fine again, giving him someone to care for – he seemed to be a really protective one, like he was preparing the blankets, the pillow and all that, just trying not to hurt anyone Strange... very strange in Spy's eyes, as it was so different from his own way of coping with others.

So he acted like he was a little unhappy with salty pancakes, but he was not even hungry after all. Maybe one or two, but he tried to avoid it after sighing abit through the mask. Interesting, the sharpshooter didnt look while Pyro's face was partially visible, choking down that glue of a supposed candy, bah! He did his best imitating that godawful cuteness of a psychotic pyromaniac, playing with the candle and it was rewarded by cuddling. Then he got a gift, feeling a little sting as it was not meant for him – June would have to go to Pyro's room later as the red sniper, bringing him his gift. He put the Unicorn on top of it, as if it was protecting the package, then got his cuddling. June didnt need to play like he was in distress... he was. And right now he was allowed to show, grabbing Sniper and clinging to him.
"Hmhm, mruuu...", he made, just watching that damn bastard bare his body, really just having a child in his van. He nodded, not wanting any chocolate anyway, and started tangling himself up in the blanket until Sniper joined him. That stupid ... overprotective bushman. Exactly what he needed right now. He snuggled up to the tall man, shaking his head wildly, no talking right now, and insted crawled closer. Staying the night... not a good idea, he must not fall asleep, his disguise would fall and he didnt even wear his mask and suit, just a simple chemise et pantalon. Who would have suggestet it was so easy ... he should resist, leave as soon as he could. But right now it felt good ... felt safe. An odd sensation, making him sigh deeply and snuggle closer. Just a while ... a little while. Just dozing, not falling asleep. Staying the night ... heh.

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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Apr 25, 2017 7:28 pm

Poor little spy... Sniper wouldn't be odly worried about the man cause he had been a big nuissance the whole last time. He was playing and Sniper knew... the feeling in his chest... He knew he was on a dangerous path, knew this feeling blooming in his stomach, in his heart. It was the same feeling dwelling in him when he heard about a little accident his mother had, or the time father spent outside in the winter. Worry... Worry for someone he liked.
Not a sheela... a fancy backstabbing enemy.
It couldn't be worse...
Well it could be the enemy soldier but going this way was.. disgusting. Mike knew the Spy would just play with him, taking his weakness and turning it against him, breaking his heart and shatter the remaining parts.

But right now he was wearing a disguise, sweet innocent Pyro. Mike was happy to have him as a friend, the little cutie with the mumbling and somehow confusing understanding for things. It was good to have him around, calming and he could just focus onto another thing.
He was glad Pyro was here, rather than Engie who could read him like an open book. Or Medic who would try to cut the feelings out of him, but nonethless demanding to know everything. For the sake of science of course.
No way he would believe the Spy that he was glad to see him relaxed. No excuses here...

hungry or not he needed to eat something, even if he wasn't liking it. Food was important, after such a day. Naw. Sniper would feed him with lots and lots of sweet things just to see him struggle and to torture him, if he knew it was the Spy and not his little Firefly.
He wouldn't want the gift, it was a colour book and new colours, not out of wood cause he would burn them... no it was something new and expensive but that wasn't important, they had enough money, everyone of them. And he loved to see the little thing happy.
It was cute how it was protected, made him proud that Pyro went to him to get some comfort. Well they went to bed and for pyro it was okay to just sleep in his underwear, Pyro himself always wore his suit so... no harm done.
Poor thing, he mustn't talk. Just cuddling was okay, the blanket was warm and the suit too, Sniper sighed happy and kissed the clad head, closing his eyes too, a little goodnighttune humming for pyro to sleep without nightmares, rubbing his back.
It was calming, the rubbing and the humming not just for pyro it was for himself too. Mike smiled happy and layed his leg around Pyros, tucking him in and curling around him, spooning him like he would with a child, not knowing what he was doing there.

It didn't took long for Pyro to calm down, making soft little noises, causing Sniper to giggle inwardly but then.... he sniffed a bit, somehow... it smelled like cigars... was the spy in here? He wouldn't want the man doing something to Pyro or worse in front of him. But there was no Spy, cuddling Pyro deeper he... felt something morphing, a soft blue dust coming from him, suddenly changing the appearance from Pyro to.... a really young looking man. A man who wore only short trousers and a shirt, no... mask. Was this....? He smelled like the Spy, the cigarettes and the soft smell not like when they had sex, it was softer. But... why? And why was he not wearing his mask? The man looked vulnerable right now, perhaps it wasn't his intention to just fall asleep, but he wouldnt bet Somehow he wanted to strungle the Spy, but not this fragile man, cuddling closer and murmuring in his sleep, soft little noises he could be teased about. Sniper didn't knew... what to do. But somehow he curled closer, tugging him in, burrying his nose in the soft hair, faintly smelling of a shower and closed his eyes. Perhaps it was just a dream.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Apr 25, 2017 8:42 pm

There was absolutely no need to be worried about June, he was handling all his needs pretty well didn't he? The urges, the lack of comfort, maybe some odd sentimentalism – all that. If he needed it, he went to someone he could get it from, just as always. No need to develop anything more ... it would be no good. And no one in the right mind would get a Soldier close, maybe he was less treacherous than a spy, but therefore it was to expect there would be harm for sure – and it would be more than a backstab, another game maybe not played by someone controling it.
And for now, it was fine not to be in his own role, being allowed to act childish and let himself be pampered by someone actually enjoying this. No need to talk, just do stupid nonsense and get a smile for it. He didnt see Sniper like this before, ever, this was not his normal way to act around other people. But taking care seemed to suit him more easily and June took full advantage of it.

Spy had refused dinner in his own base too, the damned marshmallow was the first thing since breakfast and enough sugar for a whole week. He was not hungry, well, he was but not willing to eat, feeling himself choke on it just thinking about that. Still, he wouldn't want to take that poorly wrapped up gift if it was meant for pyro, letting the plushie protect it so he wouldnt have to unwrap that thing. It was not pyro, but not a lie that there was comfort given right now, that was why June chose this place, this van and not anything else. Even if it would have meant eating too much sweets. For now, he was just teased by the little striptease but still to shrieked off by what happened on the battlefield today – not from sniper but his fellow Spy. Damn bastard ... June had to clear his head before thinking about the consequences.
It was almost a bit too warm in both blanket and suit, he didnt talk but joined the humming for a moment, a mistake maybe as it was making him doze off. It was not a really safe position, at least for Spy who knew he was not pyro and feeling that body on himself, rubbing and cuddling. It was somewhat innocent yet close to forbidden ... It was making him nervous, unsure how to handle that strange sensation of being protected and that treacherous hint of safety a spy should never feel. Sadly, it worked fine, the warmth, the humming, all that finally made him fall asleep, struggling against it first talking some nonsense no one would understand through the mask, then it was just little noises, then silence. He would have been heard if there was no silence, as the masquerade vanished with his consciousness. So he shifted back without noticing and even without wanting it, he didnt fear showing his face as it had no meaning, but he didnt like showing his actual youth.
It still felt good being cuddled, so he slept, sucking in all the relaxation and comfort another warm body could give, even if he rarely ever let someone stay close when he was sleeping, a vulnerable time. He sighed a bit, feeling something on his hair, tensing for a moment but not willing to wake up. He could barely move and for a while, it stayed like that, until the first fatigue was gone and his senses realizing there was the smell of a stranger. So he woke up a few hours later, slowly and a bit confused as this was not his bedroom. Shit. After he regained his senses, June carefully tried to get out of this pinch grip as if Sniper was trying to capture him. Easy... easy now ...
He cursed internally as he heard the sleepy voice in his ear, damned light sleepers, he might have already seen him. And June was still alive, hm ... so he shrugged and laid back down, turning around to bury his face on the bushman's chest.
"Petit crétin...", he murmured, yet smiling softly, "Good night."

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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Do Apr 27, 2017 8:21 pm

Handling them pretty well and harassing others was a great difference, hopefully he knew this!
And disguising to get cuddles was pathetic.
And it was more enjoyable to know who he was cuddling and who he was motherhenning. Mike could smile for a person he cared for, there was no need to play something, he didn't like liars and imposters and he wanted the real person. Couldn't like humans cause they were always pretending to be something they weren't.
He also wasn't caring and loving with anyone, it was just his parents and little Pyro and somehow Spy had sneaked in between, a thought that was really terrifying.

Eating was important and Mike knew to hunt and prepare everything. Out in the bush you need to know this to stay alive and sane, a thing the silly Spy wouldn't understand with his fancy suits and his expensive cigarettes, not that he didn't smoke. Just not those flowery whatever excuses for real smoke. Both Spies seem to live of cigarettes and fancy wine and coffee... not the normal one, the expensive imported one. Well but he didn't knew if June drank those things too... but somehow he imagined it.
It was nice of him to give it to Pyro, would make the firefly happy and proud and perhaps he would like him more if he wasn't disguising and giving it to him as the blu Spy. Who knew... perhaps he would protect the enemy too after that? Or trying to play with him?

It was... somehow nice that he wanted to just cuddle and came in disguise of Pyro, there was no weapon he could feel on the man, and there was no mask to hide any poisonous capsule.
And it was nice to sleep like this, warm and cuddling and somehow... very nice. Not that he should feel like this but he did. He didn't want to think to much about it, just closing his eyes, but cuddling and grabbing some more and telling him to stay still as he felt the man hours later moving. No way he was fleeing now. But the Spy was only turning and facing his way... suprising. Sniper couldn't hold back a little content sigh and started caressing the slender back. „I don't know what you say.“, he confessed, it was nice feeling his hot breath on his chest, but somehow he felt bad to take advantage of the man. But clearly it was his own fault! For coming here and try to sleep over. He wanted to ask if he was trying to stab him again but couldn't open his mouth to word it out loud, afraid the man could bolt. Instead he closed his mouth again and smiled, burying his nose in the Spies head and inhaled his scent. „You smell nice...“, he murmured and started crawling his neck.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Do Apr 27, 2017 10:57 pm

It worked handling it well BY harassing others, but in fact it was not harassment if the other person was happy with it. Just like it was no rape if the other person enjoyed it, right? What sniper didn't know couldn't bother him, and all would have been fine just sneaking off as a Pyro later on when the big brute was asleep, never even finding out who it rreally was sleeping next to him. If he could care for a killing pyromaniac with some disorders, why not for a liar, traitor and such. A sneaky one not even with the intention to break in this sphere but well, here he was not even knowing why.
Well then Snipes could hunt him a good onion soup or coq au vin, maybe that he would eat even forgetting about his inner mess concerning the meeting with Armand today. June in fact didnt get hit, if Sniper knew how hard pure survival was, why was he not getting the important of civilized fashion, a sense and liking for beautiful and exclusive things? To want something that was hard to get and be very cherishing and protective about it? Like, yes, good smoking, an excellent coffee and fashionable suits. Sure June drank coffee bit not too much, it made the teeth yellowish and as he was smoking, he had to be careful about that. However, no bonding with any more enemies, it was a game and not a place to make friends, getting too close would make so many things needlessly complicated. Handling his own Pyro was enough, no need to make friends with the one sniper was responsible for. After all, they were enemies, pas vrai?


June was not even sure if he wanted to cuddle or if it was anything else, but yes, no weapons, no mask. This was not going as he planned but hey … he was not dead yet, so it couldnt be too bad for Sniper. Pathetic one, not only cuddling the disguise but also the disguised one, maybe even more intense as he was not willing to let June go. Without Pyro's suit, the temperature was now nice and comfortable, so no wonder that he fel asleep and stayed like that in a while.He could probably escape if he really wanted to, but well, June didn't. He was sure about Sniper's weakness, and that the man would not do anything as long as he acted tame. Control. Nothing else, and it kept Spy calm as well. And he got caresses for it, making him purr quietly.
„I know … its better like that.“, he uttered, chuckling softly against his bare chest. He was way too sleepy to act up right now, just using his hand to paint nonsense on his chest. Well June had showered but then went through the prairie to get to the van, probably making every shower gel's scent disappear. Spy was thinking about making a comment about being clean but didn't because the hand in his neck made him go all tame again. So he just made a quiet sound, yawning and staying close enough to not show his face anymore. He didn't carry anything with him except for the smoking case to disguise later on again.
„Why didn't you shoot while you had the chance, mh?“ That he didn't shoot just made the decision to come here easier.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Fr Apr 28, 2017 9:01 pm

But Sniper wasn't happy with beeing harassed.... well with that he was okay, but being killed and... played with wasn't okay. No sneaking away, he had let himself fall and now he was a prisoner. A prisoner of war in Snipers Van, bound mercyless from long, strong australian arms.
There was a difference between an innocent and dreaming pyromaniac and a clearminded sneaking Snake, trying to backstab everyone who meets him. A what? Well onion soup couldn't be so difficult and he could get him a cock, but there was no way he should eat that. There were a lot of things he cherished and hold dear to himself. It was nice to drink coffee and he also liked to smoke sometimes, suited the man to not drink enough coffee to cherish his sweet smile.

Somehow it made Sniper proud to see him without his mask, there was no way he would ever see his own Spy without it. But this one... he was just lying in his bed with such thin clothes... cuddled against his enemies chest and... It was also nice to have him this calm and willing to just lay there, not doing anything than beeing really handsome. What a waste of such a fine specism that he went the way to be a spy, to hide his face, always on the run.
„Hmpf... then it could just be a bad thing you muttering. No way there's coming something nice AND true out of your mouth.“, he answered with a sigh.
Somehow he couldn't help himself, giving a light kiss on the Spies head and crawling his neck further, it was calming to do this and he liked the feeling of a warm body beside him. The question threw him a bit out of his mind, freezing midcrawling and continuing as nothing ever happened. „I don't know what you mean. I tried to shoot you, but I got the wrong guy.“, he lied, hoping the light voice and faster beating of his heart wasn't giving away that he was telling lies. „Why did you rescue me from the Pyro, letting me live? Just to get me killed by your Sniper?“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Fr Apr 28, 2017 10:22 pm

Oh he had been happy being harassed with a little Pyro, so that was a lie too, he liked it, did he? Such a big naive man, imagining things, insecure no matter if he had control or not. No way he could keep Spy hostage if he really attempted to escape, being trained in every single unfair way to hurt and kill existing on earth. It was not a cage, it was a fortress he had put himself in and now was tempted to stay. As an australian, Sniper should be good in dealing with snakes, shouldn't he?
Onion soup was poetry in french kitchen, prepared for a long time with bread and cheese in a cup, made hot freshly before eating it with baguette. He'd never eaten a good one again since Paris … but well yes a cock would do. Proteins were important, and better for white teeth.

It was just an accident showing himself like that, but well, not important for Spy anyway, it just bothered him to appear in that young state. But it worked, Sniper seemed to have a soft spot for younglings, didn't he? Still … he really didn't want to do anything right now, as long as no alarm was set off, forcing him to leave again before being shot.
„Of course it is … but it sounds so much more beautiful in french, pas vrai?“, he murmured, chuckling softly. Sniper had learned the rules, his schemes, so it would be easier for him to understand him. And it earned him a kiss and a short freeze, knowing he had hit the mark with his question. He could hear every heartbeat, fastening, the warm skin.
„Of course you did … didn't you?“, he replied, closing his eyes, „And I don't share my prey – with nobody. I don't know what happened after Heavy got me, but I'll talk to my comrade about this ...“
His hand sneaked around Sniper's waist, reaching for his shoulder where the knife had pierced him, not leaving a mark after respawn. What a pity.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Fr Apr 28, 2017 11:20 pm

But Pyro didn't try to rape him or do something like this, he was innocent and not doing anything like that!
And... an Onion Soup wasn't water with onions? Well... could have fooled a man. Whatever... the man wouldn't be smitten with cooked alligator would he?
Accident or not it was nice. Young or not, it didn't matter Sniper wasn't seeing any point. And Spy wasn't so young that he wasn't sparking Mikes interest. He liked people and didn't care for ages, he just felt a need to protect if there was someone that made his chest arche and let him feel as if the one needs some protection, someone helping him. A lost one.

The man wasn't denying it, causing Sniper to laugh heartly, the man really was a unique one. „... well. Perhaps. What does it matter? Blu's blu. Whichever I kill.“, he tried to defend himself, not wanting to admit that his finger has trembled as he had the man in his hair cross. „Well. You went away and it didn't take longer than a minute to kill first Heavy, then me.“ His voice broke and he freezed again, feeling the hand on his shoulder, a sudden movement, felt like he wanted to stab him again but there were just the warm fingers, tracing his skin. There were enough scars, no need to take another one. „What are you playing spook? What is it that you want from me... I don't like to be a plaything.“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 12:02 pm

The Pyro would grow up too, no one could know what he would develop, but until then, Sniper woldnt have to worry about building up too much pressure ... it was no rape if he wanted it too, right? No matter how much resistance at first. And well, alligator sounded exotic, what was fine, but not very tasty. He needed to force Snipes in a good restaurant - otherwise he'd never lern what good cooking was. And la cuisine francaise was the best anyway.
Maybe it was this illusion of protection that made Spy come here after all, even though he knew the australian guy couldnt protect him from any danger spy couldnt defend himself. Except for an alligator maybe. Being lost had his advantages ... who would be able to find someone that was unable to find himself? If the feeling helped Sniper, it was fine. For now, June would not talk about it.

They were both shaking with sniper's laughter, pretty easy to entertain after all, was he?
"Some in blu are more dangerous than the others ... especially for you.", he reminded the man, but not digging deeper. He could imagine that Sniper had his difficulties shooting a man he had fucked before, even if he was poisoned and killed directly after, still shrieking from is touches like he was scared.
"Vraiment? Sounds like your own Spy didnt do his job right.", June answered softly, his fingers gently tracing a few scars he could feel there in his back, "You just dont get it - we're all just playthings in this war neither of us started. If you dont start playing your own game within ... youre just a lifeless puppet doing what you're told."
While he spoke, June's other hand sled down the broad chest, down the abdomen until he found fabric - he wore nothing more than underwear. Spy smirked, hidden still on the Neck of Sniper, and softly teased the precious parts down there of him.
"And after all ... you like this game."
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 12:56 pm

No way this child would ever grow up... Mike wasn't sure he had the genes to do something like that, seems as if the man was just stuck in a childlike mind, whyever it was like this.
Sniper wasn't building up pressure, he just didn't want to do something like that with the enemy spy. Well with no spy please. They were enemys and they were working and not doing such things would be better for every one of them. Just stay with the hookers on this one, not binding himself to another beeing. The thing with hookers was you payed them and it was a one time only thing, never saw them after that a second time. But the Spy.... he was working with, against him. They were seeing each other every day. It couldn't be something good coming out of this.
And going into a good restaurants sounds awfull like a date.

And yeah he was easy to entertain, a single minded man, easy and normal, like every other Sniper out there in the real world. „Some of them are sneaky bastards cloaking themselves and not beeing able to see. Yeah. But others are true warriors and can fight visible.“, there was no way he would tell the Spy he admired some of their works, did take a lot of selfcontrol to be outside with everyone, waiting for the perfect kill. It was easier from the distance.
„Perhaps he had something more important in mind? No way I would ever want to understand a spys doing. They are all crazy like hell.“, he sounded serious cause he was serious. They were crazy. Lunatics. „We don't need to play anything. Sounds like you're a child who only wants to get attention...“
This treacherous hand... what was it that the spy was doing there. „Your hands in the wrong place mate. This is just a nice nonsexuel sleepover and it will stay like this. No way we will fuck another time or do something like this. Please remove your hand or it will be removed.“ He needed to stay professional. No way in heaven nor hell the Spy could go on like this. He needed to stop this thing. With a firm gesture he ended the crawling and instead hold the Spy by his neck, like he would a cat, giving a bit more pressure and telling him to stop. Right. Now.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 1:59 pm

Some things might never change, but it was not realistic to always see pryo as a little kid. People changed, and sometimes they made a living out of changing … faces, bodies, voices, weapons.  Oh and sure he built up pressure, it vas obvios on how he acted being able to pound inside a warm body, the relaxation afterwards. Sniper could deny all he wanted, but his body had not lied, neither did his actions and the preparation to care for his victim afterwards. It was pointless to act up tough. The battlefield and the enemies were the only things everyone of them saw everyday, so it was not the best, but also the only way there could possibly come something off of it. So yes, if one could rape enemies, why not going on a date with good food?

June chuckled softly, yet it was a manipulative laugh – it was not funny what Sniper said, just the truth.
„Naw, was that a compliment? Merci.“, he replied with a hint of sarcasm, but in fact, it was. Sniper just said that it was much easier to fight the other, less sneaky ones unable to live up to their full potential, never hiding, always under fire. No one ever said war had to be fair play. It was just patience and cunning preciseness. To be mysterious enough for a simple man to not understand. Well … he didnt even get the necessity of playing. What had he expected?
„Well then, you're goold with the children arent you?“, Spy shot back, feeling the anger boil up inside himself as he felt the firm grip on his hand and neck, ignoring the slight pan it caused but reminded of the other Spy. Wrong time and wrong person to turn down, and if June had the possibilities with him, he'd make him regret that right now. Sniper had no idea what happened.
„Ah, vraiment? Then I'll remove it.“, he hissed, keeping most of his anger inside but his body in tension now, rejecting the contact. He was not just a cute little teddybear for big brute to cuddle, he could do that with pyro or whatever. June's direction or no direction at all, he shook of the hand from his wrist and neck, slipping out of the embrace, so he got on his own feet again rising up from the bed. All or none, there was no safe cuddling in between being enemies or somehow deeper into it all, making his gaze turn cold again. June made a derogative sound, noting to himself that this was the  last time he'd ever move without his mask as this bastard didn't deserve it at all, and vanished again within the next moment. Sniper could hit his head against the wall to remove the thought he got himself a pyro 2.0, happy with nothing more than a bit vanilla cuddling and being nice. Stupid brute.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 6:31 pm

But he acted like a little kid and it was nice to see him drawing and playing, sometimes he did it without his flamethrower so yeah. Yeah it might not be realistic, but how realistic was it to kill someone and have him respawned minutes later? To kill and kill and kill every day in day out, to stop with the announcement and go to take lunch, sleep only to get in the morning and fight some more.
Pounding into another body was nice too, but he needed the cuddling and the fuzzing alltogether. For Spy it was just a game but for Sniper it was his heart on the line. Even if he didn't want to admit it and not be blackmailed by said Spy. A date would just sign his dead contract.

No it didn't need to be funny, he was serious and it hurt to hear him laugh like that, with a hint of poison in his laugh. Sigh. This Spy was the end of this poor Sniper.
Sniper really had no idea what happend but he was content, perhaps the Spy would be annoyed enough to leave him alone. He felt the Spy tension, felt his anger but he didn't understand it. The Spy got here to get cuddled like he would do with Pyro. Nothing more and now he was angry at Sniper to get for what he was coming? Insane. Totally insane.
He didn't hold the Spy up, just looked at him with tired eyes and holds himself back not to sigh. Such a drama queen, somehow it felt like a lovers quarrel but that couldn't be. The Spy sure would make a good woman alone from his moodswings. Mike sighed after the Spy cloaked and waited for a couple of minutes. „Damn Spook.“, if only he could decide what to do with the man. „ Just trying to get nobody hurt....“ Somehow the Spy reminded him of an injured feral animal, skittish and not knowing how to act around humans. Craving attention and warmth but not knowing how to ask nicely. He sighed a bit and shaked his head. Perhaps he should ask his own Spy how Spys were ticking? But then again... he would need to speak with another human and he scratched this point from his list. No way he would talk with someone or get this secret out.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 7:00 pm

Well, Spy acted like everyone whose face he stole, that didnt make him a Scout or Heavy or whatelse. It was more seeming than being, and no one, absolutely no one could look behind a mask. He was closer to pyro than he would admit, just with much less predictable thoughts. At least he thought so. And now, Sniper got his cuddling, he had no reason to refuse to continue what was not planned, but desirable, how could it be more than a game if very honest thought would be punished by the administration of this hell? The fact that Sniper refused him told more than June understood at first and he was way too upset to think about it right now. Nothing good would come from it if Sniper was taking everything so fucking seriously.

Yes, he came here as pyro, so he was expecting nothing more than what Sniper would do with that fellow - but Sniper had accepted the fact to have a Spy near, didnt change his behavior. And now he acted like he didn't want it? Damn hypocrite. He'd regret to ever refuse him after what he had done, maybe just hit a bad time as June now missed the chance to get over what pissed him off today too. Not much was preventing him to go on a night's rampage letting off some steam. It would be a long, long way home, and a short period of sleeping and a morning full of coffee and dark thoughts. There would be nothing in his way today as he was heading for blu Snipers hideout to keep him Safe from that red asshole.

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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 7:13 pm

That was the problem, his whole beeing was just an act, nothing real, why would one want to live like that? Wasn't that just plain sad?
Yeah he was like Pyro, just in another way, but they had some serious problems both together. Sniper always seem to be telling more than he would want to, their own Spy could read him like a book, making it impossible to hide anything. Somehow he was afraid of that too, the Blu was as good as his red counterpart and he was much more obsessed with him than their own teammate. Hopefully. Two Spies would be terrible.
He really has enjoyed the cuddling with Pyro and just the thought of not beeing a brute and psycho had made him cuddle the lonely Spy further, how desperate he was to go to the enemy to get some warmth and protection.

Mike sighed and had a bad mood the whole morning too, but out of other reasons. The lad was getting into his heart and under his sleeve, no matter how hard he tried to push him away. And it was really unusal for him not to show up at least once this day. The little wanker would get himself into trouble, he just knew it!

Armand had spent the day and night occupied with his blu lover, getting a bit closer and punishing him for the kill. But well... how could he resist those arms and this cock for long? In fact he hadn't punished him at all, was bound on the floor, cloaked and had the Snipers cock in his mouth, warming him up and trying to distract him from his job.... no way he was able to move, the man was too good in bondage to give him a free reign. Damn Sniper. But he was hot... so he couldn't complain. He just hoped no Blu came Spychecking... there was no way he would want to be found dead with enemy, bound and gagged by the Snipers cock.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 7:46 pm

There was no way he'd ever learn the truth, if there was one at all, by refusing Spy. So much was depending on him feeling safe, feeling somehow controling and getting what he wanted. He didnt, and it was making him angry because he absolutely knew that Sniper would want it too, he had absolutely no reason to refuse him! Damn conservative bastard, he understood nothing - nothing!! And if red Spy would ever dare to get closer to his Sniper, he'd die in a gruesome way - June already said it, he won't share. Nothing of this, and he'd get what he wanted - one way or another.

No trouble on the way until now, June just allowed Sniper to escape to his safe spot as always, forming a distraction as blu Sniper himself before vanishing and causing a bit of chaos, destroying a sentry and beating the living sit out of its creator. Well, metaphorically spoken, it had just been a clear and clean headshot from the old revolver, a sound causing havoc for the nearby duo of Heavy and medic. Who cares, June left before they could get too close, ignoring Pyro on his way to now protect Sniper, he should have reached his Hideout by now.
Invisible as always, he sneaked up the stairs and up to the darkened chamber, sometimes shots were fired, nothing unusual so far. It was just a trap he installed at the door, telling him when there was an intruder, before he leaned against a wall watching. Something was off, though, Sniper was acting strangely and coming closer, June noticed why. There was just one explanation why his bared cock was swallowed by thin air. That ... damn cunt. He suppressed a growl and reflected for a moment. Then, he sneaked up on blu Sniper, apologizing in thoughts before knocking him out with bare hands. Damn, damn traitor. With firm grip, June dragged him off his position and kneeled down, becoming visible again with the revolver pointed at where he heard the half-choked breathing from.
"Show yourself, petite putain.", he purred, not knowing in which position or restraint the bastard was but ready to kill him within a millisecond if necessary.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 8:19 pm

What a nice little Youngling, of course the Australian craved his body and want to know his mind, but it was better for any Spy to stay away from those australian Snipers. Somehow they were attracting Spies just to eat them alive and poke something into them. Armand wouldn't say he was attached to his Sniper, his Blu Sniper but well... he was old enough to admit he liked the man enough to accept him staying around, breathing the same air and such things.
Armand had his own Sniper, no need to be jealous, it had taken long enough to get this one out of his comfort zone and into some nice suit to have dinner with him. Good luck for June to break it to his Sniper, the man was more stubborn than his own.

It was distracting and he wouldn't ever admit that he liked to be bound, to be taken control of, he just... needed it sometimes, not beeing in control. Not beeing the one pulling strings and his sniper always seemed to know what he needed, what he deserved as a punishment. He was occupied with the large, swelling cock in his mouth, gulping a bit and trying to use his tongue, getting a sharp tug on his mask, the hairs underneath. Kay.. staying still, just warming him a bit. He wasn't hearing the Spy, else he would have tried to make a noise, but soon he felt the Sniper shifting, groaning and falling away, confused he felt the cock shifting too, choking a bit as it first dived deeper into him, but then it was away, looking at the Blu Spy with dazed eyes and shook his head. What. How... he really was getting old. There was no way he could escape and for now he would give the little one the satisfaction to see him like this. Well he was getting what he wanted, wasn't he? June didn't.
„..Hah.... Bonjour. Mon petite... j'ai need him a little bit longer... a little bit more careful next time.“, he chocked out, a smug grin on his face, the mask the only thing he was wearing, else bound with rough ropes, his cock also bound and... well... his Sniper had a faible for Sounding... what should he say`?
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 9:05 pm

Ts how could it be bad as those Snipers were far away from being unpredictable. Sure, they were dangerous and had a nice mixture of intelligence and instinct, making them perfect hunters as well, but that was also what made it so easy to appeal to their basic needs. Well, normally. Might be Mike was a little more difficult, more refusing, but if one way didnt work to break him, another one would. June was not a person to give up, no matter what happened. Not that he was attached to Sniper or anything, it was just not right to leave things undone and to accept a defeat. A no was not a no until underlined with an unlocked weapon. But for now he had another bill to pay.

For June, Sniper's clumsy attempt had been the first to almost strip him of all control since the time he was trained, but that had never been in a sexual way. It was unfamiliar, not the topic itself but his role in it and he had a hard time accepting it, in adition his own sniper had no fucking idea how to handle him. And until he learned that, no one would ever be allowed close to him. It was in doubt if he'd ever get this far, but how else to find out if not by trying?
And he was right, it was red Spy even though he had not expected to see him in that defenseless position, making him smile softly, yet cold. Lesson nr one ... never leave your back unattended.
"Bonjour ... malheureusement, I think he won't wake up so soon.", he said, inspecting that bastard with the gun against his temple, "Je suis désolé to interrupt you, but I think we have something to discuss about. I think you deserve to suffer a bit, mh?"
Who was the greedy little whore now? June was thinking about it since he entered but ... the worst thing he could imagine was to punish him through ignorance. He was not such a bastard, taking advantage of a person already unable to defend itself. Not that June had anything like honor... it was just that he expressed more honor than his red counterpart.
"Tell me ... what should I do with you? Throw you out the window and watch what happens to your filthy little body?"
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 9:21 pm

They were quite nice to play with and play with their instincts and basic needs, there he was right. But they wouldn't be broken like June wanted it. This little one really had a big problem, no need to break anything nice... that's why they couldn't keep nice things around! Even underlined with a loaded gun wouldn't keep the man away from his goal, no lies please.
And yeah, this bill... well Armand wasn't someone being terrified of another spy, or of being exposed. If his team mates or the enemy would see his naked body, well he could understand if they end the fight and couldn't resist the hotness.

Poor Snipes must learn how to play with his Spy, perhaps it would help to talk with him? He was a good learner, doing things quickly and with accuracy after he learned about them. Well it was lesson one, but there was respawn and he trusted his Sniper. Trusted... way to go down, be old. Sometimes he loved to think about a quiet living in France or if Sniper suggested it in Australia... Even if he would die out of heat and everything.
„Ah... what a pitty... And here I thought I could break his killcount with just my mouth. Way to ruin our fun little one. Wheres your Sniper?“, he asked nicely, leaning into the touch of the gun as if it was a lovers touch. „Are you here to beat me up? Defile me like I did with you? Non? Throw me out of... the window?“ Armand couldn't help but laugh and look at the little Spy with amused eyes,a fatherly smile on his face. „That's... not your style little one... you gonna torture me to give away his secrets?“ Oh... ignorance would be bad... he had a vibrator inside and wouldn't come until someone was taking out the sound... he didn't think Spy would do anything, the little petit was just to confused with everything, thinking he was in charge but not knowing what to do with a naked body. If only his Sniper was alive... well... awake.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 9:50 pm

Yes they were, but it was sooo damn annoying if they tried to act all rational, no cuddling with the enemy and such. June would find a way, one way or another, and if Snipers were one thing, then it was persistant. It wouldn't be easy, but not impossible, he had done it before, gotten what he wanted and escaping later on, needing time to understand himself. Well, with not much results. But yeah he had no doubt there might be some to take advantage of a naked man's body, and some like pyro just setting him ablaze so he wont get cold without clothes. Just fun to see it ... but well.

As if it would use anything to talk into that one, he would reject a hand willing to get him off, stupid brute trying to act all civilized. Maybe he started getting crazy and mad, being here all along, his whole world circling around war and those men, some June respected, some he started to develop emotions for, some he despised. Just like that bitch here cuddling his gun.
"Don't know, doing his job probably.", he replied, till smiling like it was cut and frozen in his face, "There are many things I'd love to do to you but you see, I'm pretty busy right now. And I'm not stupid enough to believe a single word coming from your mouth, no matter what I do to you, so..."
June got back up again, locking his revolver and just reaching to turn the thing inside red Spy's ass to full power. Bitch could die from it, cry or moan, who cares. June was disgusted by the thought of touching Armand, to waste any more time on him.
"So, I wish you a pleasant day. Looking forward to friday.", he said, shifting shapes into blu Heavy so he had the strength to pick up blu Sniper. No way he'd allow this to continue, punishing the red with neglect. June left, Sniper over his shoulder and stopping Demoman as he was back down on the battlefield.
"Spy up there, just blow the damn house up, alright?", he said, then bringing his fellow Sniper to medic. By the time he woke up, the hideout was probably in ruins, a nice relief for red Spy. June left again, because there was a second Sniper he had to care about ...
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 10:43 pm

Well... he only got his cuddling from Blu Sniper if he begged quite nice, not just out of fun...
So he wanted to get a cute little pet out of his Sniper? Nice. Perhaps he would add a little pepper to it, give him some advice... There was no way he could make a cute little obedient Slave out of Mike, Armand would help a little bit, making it a good thing for him. He was desperate to see another couple, even if it was like himself and his Sniper.
Oh he was all heated up, little sweety on his skin and flushed under his mask, the sound and the bounding leaving his member hard enough to stab the Spy without a knife.

Naw it was so cute seeing him upset about it, Sniper really was a cutie and he somehow motherhenned his favorite people. No need to despise the other Spy... Armand was just nice to June, giving him a little rough fuck like he wanted it. Well just not from his Sniper. It wasn't nice to be manhandled like this, moaned loud as the vib started to wriggle this much in him. „His name... Mike.“, he brought out, knowing that the man would be furious to give his name to the enemy but well. „Hey... he's mine... go get your own...“ It wasn't nice, also he knew his death would come soon... no way the man wouldn't get another Blu here to kill him, Armand laughed cause he really was cute... „Yeah... friday...“, he smiled and slumbed forward to cool his head on the floor. Somehow... he really liked le petit one.

Unaware of everything happening over at the other side of the battlefield Mike cleaned his riffle. Somehow he wanted to do something other this tíme, so he went and got his bow and arrow. Sure it was an unusal weapon but he had carved it himself, each arrow was handmade and he was very proud. And it fucking hurt like hell when you're pierced by an arrow, proudly sending it trough the Blu Medics throat. But right now he was cleaning his other weapon, there were just four arrows left and he needed to be armed. Sighing he had left his spot, was now in the little water tower, such an obvious place for a sniper, but no one had searched for him yet. Nice.

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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Sa Apr 29, 2017 11:44 pm

Maybe Armand would change Snipers, it seemed much easier to resist against a dominant sniper than training a cuddly australian bear to god damn fuck his willing visitor. He was so calm and easily led, why shouldn't he be a good subordinate, happy to get rewarded with cuddling after he gave his rod for a nice ride? Damn Sniper. No way June would allow something like Armand was experiencing right now, even if it was kind of hot ... reminding him how it felt to be helpless, yet in good, a little confused hands.
So he left the totally messed up lovebird alone, no one would come to free him, to give him what he needed or just allow him to climax, would be a tough time after respawn to wait for sneaking in the blu's van. Maybe June would wait there shooting his fellow spy to send him back - no fucking for him today, muha. Revenge at it finest.
"Sorry, cant hear you about the sound of my awesomeness.", June answered before leaving him alone.

Just to find a dead medic, or well, blood where medic hat been and an arrow. June frowned, hearing how in the distance the other hideout blew up into smitherines. Strange, yet dangerous. He placed Sniper in another safe spot where no one should find him too soon, telling Pyro to protect him, then running off as red spy, evading even the friendly fire as once again, he caused chaos within the red team. He killed red Pyro, this time with a violent stab causing him to get bloody allover, and then taking red Spy's form. In a damaged suit, making it appear as he was injured - he needed to check something. So where was sniper now, he waited a while, finally being able to see where the arrows came from - they were shorter in range than bullets, so he was close. A climb, then he got visible again, acting like he was as injured as he looked like.
"Spy!", he coughed like a warning, "Blu ... Spy coming for you, Mike..."
It was just an attempt, maybe it was his name, maybe he took it as a strange french curse. June finished his show, collapsing on the water tower's edge breathing heavily. He'd get him ... sooner or later.
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