[Ok. At first it was kind of cute how all the cats seem to want to follow Medic. Now it's just getting annoying.
He's not surprised, of course- cats seem drawn to him, probably from the Constant Scent of Birds that practically radiates off of him, at least to other animals. Dogs are similarly interested in him. But now it's reached a point where he can't go anywhere in this place without a cat trying to trip him up. They seem to show up out of nowhere, too, which isn't helping.
Even worse than that, though- it's scaring all the local street pigeons away from him. Medic finally manages to coax one onto his hand when a tabby darts forward and rears up on its hind legs to get a better look at the bird, placing its front paws on Medic's leg. Understandably, the pigeon flutters away in shock, and Medic glares down at the cat.]
Do you mind? I am in the middle of something very important.
Tf2 Cosmetics are Wild
[At first, Medic surveys the body with a casual disinterest. There's no use checking a pulse or anything- that head is fucking shattered. That much is obvious even under the chicken mask.
... Wait, chicken mask. Hold up.
Medic crouches down next to the body, eyes narrowing. His eyes slowly trail from the chicken mask to the baseball bat.]
[Luckily, after some thorough examination["thorough"] Medic determines the body isn't that of his teammate. Which means he doesn't give a single fuck about this corpse, which means-]
Hello, you there- would you happen to know where I might be able to obtain a saw capable of cutting through bone? I appear to have misplaced mine upon waking up in this city.
Medic / Team Fortress 2 [cw: gore text]
[Ok. At first it was kind of cute how all the cats seem to want to follow Medic. Now it's just getting annoying.
He's not surprised, of course- cats seem drawn to him, probably from the Constant Scent of Birds that practically radiates off of him, at least to other animals. Dogs are similarly interested in him. But now it's reached a point where he can't go anywhere in this place without a cat trying to trip him up. They seem to show up out of nowhere, too, which isn't helping.
Even worse than that, though- it's scaring all the local street pigeons away from him. Medic finally manages to coax one onto his hand when a tabby darts forward and rears up on its hind legs to get a better look at the bird, placing its front paws on Medic's leg. Understandably, the pigeon flutters away in shock, and Medic glares down at the cat.]
Do you mind? I am in the middle of something very important.
Tf2 Cosmetics are Wild
[At first, Medic surveys the body with a casual disinterest. There's no use checking a pulse or anything- that head is fucking shattered. That much is obvious even under the chicken mask.
... Wait, chicken mask. Hold up.
Medic crouches down next to the body, eyes narrowing. His eyes slowly trail from the chicken mask to the baseball bat.]
... Scout?
Graverobber At Large
[Luckily, after some thorough examination["thorough"] Medic determines the body isn't that of his teammate. Which means he doesn't give a single fuck about this corpse, which means-]
Hello, you there- would you happen to know where I might be able to obtain a saw capable of cutting through bone? I appear to have misplaced mine upon waking up in this city.