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rubyscout:

Shawn hadn’t dropped his guard yet.  You can’t be too careful in this area.  He smiled and shook Russell’s hand.  ”Nice to meet ya too.”

"Yeah, ehe…" he had to admit, this did feel rather awkward. Perhaps he needed to be careful not to set the guy off again, even if he didn’t know what he had done to do it before.

"I’m sorry about, well, you know ehe, just then… I know some BLUs don’t follow my philosophy about not starting shit off work hours, and I’m sorry if you had a experience with one of ‘em, or something, ehe…"

That was the only reason he could think of to why the guy would be reasonably cautious.

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blumediziner:

"Vell maybe you can learn but I am razher old. If I have not learned by now I doubt I vill be learning any time soon." Tie had faith the scout could easily over come his nervousness some day but the medic was… a bit too far gone. 

"Mmhmm" He hummed in response. Now back to the leg. It looked pretty bad but Tie had seen far worse in his line of work so no matter how bad the leg looked he kept a pretty good poker face. He didn’t want to startle the scout. No point in making the poor kid panic.  

"Oh no doubt." Tie didn’t take the comment as a joke or insulting. He simply took it as it was at face value. Did the scout just apologize for saying crap? The medic chuckled some. That was cute. 

"Zhe language is excused." He was smiling so clearly Tie hadn’t been offended by it. "… Um vell I could remove zhem fur you if it hurts to move or if you are more comfortable you can do it." 

"I dunno, man, ehehe," Russell said, not wanting to undermine the medic, but also not wanting to seem insulting by agreeing with him on that, "I guess it’s just a case of having to wait and see, you know… ehehe…"

"That’s real nice of you to say though, thank you," he added then, with a small nod.

He looked curious as the medic looked over the limb. To think he hadn’t even realised that he had broken it. At least the doctor wasn’t too worried; that meant it wasn’t too bad, right?

"Ehe, to think, I didn’t think it was that, I thought I was being a pansy, ehehe," he admitted, but he then reached up to the rub the back of his neck all the same.

"Ehehe, thanks, I know it’s not always seen as a swear, but you know, sometimes it is," he said then. Well, the medic had helped him a lot already, and he had just been running…

"I can do it," he offered, with another small smile, as he sat himself up so he could, already untying the laces of his shoes with swiftness, "Can’t make everyone do everything for me."

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rubyscout:

Shawn relaxed a little.  ”Yeah…that’s true.  Ya know…you’re a bit different from any other BLU I’ve met.”  He smiled.  ”The name’s Shawn.”

"Well, yeah, it is… ehehe…" well, at least that seemed to have solved things quickly. He still kept his guard up for the time being though, just in case.

"Well, ehe… thanks…" he trailed off a little at that, "It’s just, you know, ehehe, people get enough crap during the job, why give them more when they’re not?"

"Oh, ehe, I’m Russell, nice to meetcha, Shawn," he said then, as he held out a hand to shake.

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rubyscout:

Shawn kept glaring at Russell.  ”Why are you being so fucking nice?  YOU WANT MY BLOOD?!”

Russell only backed up, just a little. Well, if he had needed a reminder to why he hesitated on talking to strangers, this was perfect.

"Um… ehe… no… not if I’m not getting paid… and I wont because we’re off work hours right now… ehehe…" he only said awkwardly.

"Because it’s ceasefire… and there isn’t much point in being an asshole during a ceasefire…" he added then, "We’re all just trying to do our jobs after all…" he added then.

And now I must be off again. I’ll see you all tomorrow, or Wednesday come to think of it, considering Tuesday is a day where I end up very busy.

Have a good day. See you all later.

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blumediziner:

"Zhat vould be gutt. It vould be nice to not be so uncomfortable all zhe time." Then again being alone in a room for a few years can really hinder one’s ability to be social. 

"Danke." It had been a long time since someone was actually happy to meet the medic. It was a nice change of pace. "Oh Mein name ist difficult fur many people! Und I have come to like zhe little nickname."

Once the leg was revealed to him Tie didn;t so much as bat an eye. He was a doctor after all. He had seen worse. Much worse.

"Ouch. Zhat sounds razher uncomfortable." Kneeling down to get a better look, delicate hands took the leg as he gently felt the swollen flesh. 

"Fur a scout zhis is probably bad news but it might be broken. You are razher tough. Had I known zhe injury vas zhis bad I vouldn’t have had you valk on it. Um lay down, bitte. I vant you to elevate zhe leg. I vill have to remove your shoe und sock to get a better look as vell."

"Yeah, I know that feeling," he said, forcing a small smile at that, and trying to ignore the throbbing in his leg, "I’m sure we can both like, be able to, you know, ehehe, learn to be okay talking to people, you know. Then again, I need to learn how to talk better before that, ehehe…"

"Hey, it’s all cool," he said then, with another nod, and another smile, this one a little more genuine, "Oh, ehehe, that’s good. It’s quite nice that you don’t mind it, I mean, ehehe…" he added then.

At least the doctor didn’t seem too worried about the state of his leg, despite his own initial shock when he had looked at it himself. He didn’t realise it had looked that bad, having not looked at it at all since the battle had ended. 

"Ehehe… it does feel quite uncomfortable," he said then. He hoped that sounded like he was trying to make a small joke, as opposed to sounding snarky or cheeky. 

"Ah crap… ehehe, excuse the language," he said then, on realsiing that a cuss had slipped out, "Ehehe… thanks… it’s all right… I didn’t know either."

Perhaps it was having been through worse before had made him unaware of the damage.

"No problem, that’s fine. I just appreciate the help," he said, as he started to move to change his position, "You want me to do take those off?"

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rubyscout:

Shawn stared at the BLU clone—Scout.  The hell does this guy want from me?  He thought.  Why is he being so nice?  Is this a trap?!

Shawn put his hands on his hips.  ”Yeah, I’m new.  So what?”

Russell chose not to come any closer at that point. Sure, it meant that he could still be shot easily, but at least he wouldn’t seem overbearing, right?

"Just saying… ehehe… not insulting you," he said, awkwardly, "I hadn’t seen you around or on the field, or nothing, so I just figured."

heyy I know we don’t interact much but it’s nice you’re back. the dash is so empty without russell. v__v

((Awww, That’s really kind of you to say. I will try and be on here a bit more despite the current technical issues I’ve been having lately and having a bit more to do lately. I mean, using a laptop that’s getting on a bit in years and doesn’t like going online all that much is better than nothing. 

But thank you again, that is really nice of you to say. It’s always nice knowing that people still like my awkward butt of a scout.))

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mechanicaldelusion:

Jack was a loud person and it was easy for him to express his anger, so if he didn’t show himself angry, he wasn’t. As simple as that. What he did notice was that he should better cut his rambling a little. The scout didn’t seem to be fully understanding his point. “I don’t think it’s about understanding. We can’t really help it and that’s not something we like to hear. Ignorance is bliss.” with this, he considered that topic closed. At least he had the consideration to avoid spatting at his face that he was an ignorant fool, like he had done before.

He laughed, a little bitterly when Russell talked so happily about how people like him could do ‘clever things’. “This doesn’t mean that some of them aren’t idiots. A title only says you have some skills, not that you’re a decent human being with a minimum of intelligence.” he complained a little. Probably, he had met some people ho could serve as example but he wasn’t in the mood to mention them.

"Hm… you have a point." he admitted when he mentioned Medics. "But one can never be too sure that they haven’t done anything to themselves in order to be so fast. Who knows?" he shrugged as he kept organizing things. For some reason, he kicked an empty box out of his way when he went to fetch another one. There were barely two left to open. This one held, apparently, a bunch of junk. 

"Thank you for being so positive about me, kid." he said. "When you’re done with that, you can leave if you want. You don’t need to be bossed around by anyone here, don’t let them tell you otherwise."

"Ehehe… I guess that makes sense. I mean, even if something is true, it can be hard to hear if itsn’t liked very much or a harsh thing that’s true," he added, with a small nod, "Well, yeah, that is true as well, ehe, like no news is good news, or however that goes."

Russell fell silent and tried not to react to the man’s laughing. He only remained silent for the time being, not wanting to accidentally offend the guy.

"Well, that is true, ehehe…" he said, rubbing the back of his neck, but not wanting to agree too much. The guy was an engineer after all, and had clearly earned that title. He didn’t exactly want to imply that the guy was an idiot despite having some skills, "You still seem pretty smart though, ehe, just saying…"

"Well, I do try to be a good human person, you know despite not always knowing how to go about it," he admitted, with another awkward chuckle escaping his lips. 

"I guess that’s true too, maybe they like, give themselves a charge on their guns, or even take something before the battle," he said, "Maybe they drink Bonk behind our backs," he hoped he sounded lighthearted when he said that.

"Ehehe, that’s not a problem," he replied then, with a small smile, "It’s been nice to meet you, you know."

On that comment, perhaps it would be best. He had been here a while and sometimes people just needed to be alone.

"All right, thanks, man," he said then, with a nod, as he finished up just as he said that, "You have a good day."

I think I overestimated my mother’s laptop’s prowess a little bit. It’s struggling a little when I try to type posts and replies. It’s still better than nothing and at least Word and Emails work on it.

As I said, I will try to reply at least once a day per thread, but it is easier said than done, and some replies might be slower than others because of this.

Thank you for understanding. And I apologise again for all this.