“TAKE THE INTELLIGENCE I DON’T CARE JUST SPARE ME PLEASE.”
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The fire elemental leaning on the doorframe looked over. “No, we can’t. We can tell if your uneasy or scared, just not smell it. Like, say, you know how you get this prickly feeling on your back when someone’s staring at you? Like that.” The gargantuan fire elemental shifted to make eye contact. “And we wont hurt ya. You have plenty of choices. There are cruel people, yes, but there are always people like me or others to step in. Ya got nothing to worry about.”
“I’ve trusted big people before which lead to…unspeakable things. Can’t really trust anyone nowadays never mind a stranger. Also please don’t take offense to this but you seem kinda like a fire hazard to someone as flammable as me.”
Well… I gotta give you props for being able to speak to us askers so calmly. You’re brave!
“Big people smell fear…right?”
Hello! I have been wondering; Have you ever met a nice human or do you just tend to be by yourself? I swear, most of us aren’t as bad as we seem.
“Have you seen what goes on around here!? The badlands is a dangerous place..”
I take it the term ‘Pocket Medic’ becomes quite literal when applied to your situation?
“I guess so- if you count being held against your will for your healing aroma…I don’t take a liking to pockets that much after the sixth kidnapping..”
Do you have a pet bird like the other medics?
“Birds tend to treat me like a snack and are really- really nosy. But I do have a moth companion I affectionately named Mothra! She loves attention and is the sweetest little thing~”
Scout smiled and knelt down to get a look at the tiny, tiny person before him. Sure he was trying to get the RED intel, but that could wait. This was far more interesting. ‘Hello?’ He signed. ‘Who-‘ He paused a second. ‘What are you?’ (Ask-mute-scout)
He squealed as he came around the corner, seeing the giant BLU staring right at him. He scrambled as they slipped on the laminated floor and hid behind the desk’s edge. Poking a single small eye out to watch them. Thankfully they were using sign language so they wouldn’t burst out a loud roar.
“Oh mah, yer awful tiny. How’d y’ even get employed t’ this team?”
“They pretty much hire anyone these days.”
“Well, aren’t you a small fellow?” The Medic chuckled, “are you that size naturally, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I’ve been this way for a long time though… uh- not certainly how I was born.”
This is when he started to plan his escape route as he now realized being ‘sociable’ for once was now seemingly a bad idea.
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