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Tucking his scarf into his jacket, he paused in his wanderings to glance back toward the Soldier and turned to face him with a faint smile. “A feather?” He plucked it from the other’s fingers to look it over then chuckled softly. 

“If I am to be honest, I was never truly fond of birds.” Or animals at all, to be precise. Still, he tucked the colorful feather into the breast pocket of his jacket before digging out his gloves. 

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Medic’s head snapped toward the door when he heard the knock. “I svear if zhat’s Scout again,” he muttered, wiping his messy hands on his coat. His long stride quickly carried him to his door where, upon opening it, he came face to face with-

bonus: send “ 💪 reverse” for my muse to catch your muse working out

Klaus was currently on a run himself, his water bottle in hand, as he kept up a steady pace. He always did his best to keep up his speed and agility from his Spy days, every once in a while making sure he remembered his tricks. Hey, had to keep track of his training, if he wanted to stay in the condition he was now. What he didn't expect, while on his run, to stumble on a RED in training as well. He blinked a bit and slowed down, instinctively taking cover. He then watches him curiously, tilting his head slightly.

((I’m vaguely sure this had something to do with a meme, but I can no longer find the meme so I’m just going to reply. *shrug*))

*Acel looks around, focusing blearily on the Soldier.*

When it came to his office at the base, he didn't tend to get many visitors. The knock on the door took him off guard, but he answered it promptly, half expecting to see a rather leggy woman on the other side.