@isetheby​ said: ➒ a letter meant to be read only once my character is dead ✐ - accepting. 

‘ Amore Cecil  Sniper,

If this letter has made its way into your hands then I’ve been killed I am no longer around.

❝ I lost, I ran, I started once anew. In northern grey, in drizzling rain, in salted slush and bitter hail. But the order as always merciless, it wants to see me fail... ❞

Azure stared out the window, the torrential rains coming down outside. He thought back to, what he had assumed to be, the last moments of his life. Rain not unlike the current weather poured over the tropical battlefield, littered with rocks and broken robots... Shaking his head with a soft sigh, he turned from the wall, goggles and bandana nowhere to be seen. Mismatched eyes made contact with the marksman behind him.

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ “P̛e҉e̛kabo̵o,͞” Pyro knew better than to sneak up on his team mates from behind, Sniper even moreso, which was why the arsonist always made sure to clearly announce himself before popping up unannounced. Last thing he wanted was a repeat of what had happened the first time he tried that... his team mates were either way too jumpy or just... too eager to kill.

      Once he got the Sniper’s attention, the Pyro finished climbing the rest of the way onto the roof. Too often Pyro wondered where the Australian managed to run off too after everyone had left the locker room, and it seemed tonight he managed to track him down and find out exactly where. 

Is the van business pee

@isetheby​

“Sure, mate. Got a sample you can try right here, if you want.” His arm then bends back, a jarate at the ready should the enemy Sniper not side step in time.

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Engineer and Cecil get to playing and even though it’s supposed to be a stressful game between the two of them it’s pretty calm since nothing real is on the line. Engineer wears down Cecil to play with him by way of friendly competition and Class Southern Charm(tm). Cecil will say one or maybe two whole things when he’s the one with all the info and Engineer will be patient when Cecil bumps into an unfamilair word. Somehow they always diffuse the bomb even if it’s just a millisecond to spare because they’re bbfsies and just get each other. 

  It didn’t say that. Or maybe it did, but he hadn’t actually read that. He wasn’t even on that page of the magazine. Besides, he can’t read well and the text is way too small for him to even try...

   Scout huffs when he doesn’t get the attention he was looking for and tosses the magazine on the nearest table. “Don’t just ‘oh’ our friendship, Snipes.” He watches the other knit and forces out a couple of over dramatic sighs.