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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 21 2009, 06:21 AM (196 Views) | |
| Enzo Orsini | Mar 21 2009, 06:21 AM Post #1 |
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Arse Bandit
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What would a BLU spy be doing in the RED's locker room? The answer is very simple, if you're talking about Enzo. He calls it work - to go into the locker room and snoop through everyone's belongings. Sometimes, if he's lucky, he'll get a special treat... But usually it's just boring garments he gets. Do people have no sense of imagination these days? The disguised spy cackles as he sifts through some of RED's items - spotting a soldier hat here, a dandy gasmask there. Hmm? An eyelash curler? .... Enzo looks around, making sure no one was there, and tucks it into his pocket. It's probably foolish to be running around, disguised as the REDleader Hugh. Oh well. It's easy enough to pretend to be a pyro, wearing those blasted gasmasks. You can't understand a thing coming from the Scot! So, in one way, this was clever, yet very very very stupid. Ooooh, hold on here. What's this? Hmmm... Enzo want to search through Dan's or Minou's locker next? If Ludwig asks, he's collecting intelligence. |
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| Dan Anderson | Mar 21 2009, 11:07 AM Post #2 |
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You can't hear what ain't there...
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Dan walked into the locker room, carrying his messenger bag, full of stuff that he'd put into his locker later. For now, he dumped it on a nearby bench and opened it, rifling through its contents and picking the stuff that he wanted to leave in his room and the stuff that he wanted to stick in the locker. Choosing some boxes of ammunition, empty pistol clips and a few rolls of bandages to leave in his locker, he took out said items out of the bag and placed them on the bench beside him, before zipping up the bag and leaving it on the bench as he gathered the stuff in his hands and walked to the locker designated to him. As he approached the locker, he noticed Hugh, a Pyro, and their leader, rifling through some of the lockers. He stepped past Hugh gently and opened his locker, carefully lining up the pistol clips on an upper shelf, lining the middle shelf with boxes of scattergun shells and pistol bullets. He placed the rolls of bandages on the lower shelf, before he closed the locker and locked it. He then sat on a bench and popped open a can of his energy drink, his pistol resting lightly in the holster strapped around his right thigh. He looked at Hugh and asked him : 'What you doin' here, Hugh?' |
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