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Cmon, cmon, I told myself as I was putting up my zipper on my suit.
"BATTLE IN FIVE MINUTES MAGGOTS, BE THERE OR FACE THE SHAME OF BEING HIT WITH A SHOVEL!" Soldier yelled across the base. I would've winced if it weren't for the fact that I was used to Soldier and everyone else's antics in the RED team after almost two years. I finished tying my bootlaces and quickly ran out of my room to the kitchen.
I slammed into a body and heard chuckling as I landed on the ground. I looked up and saw a smug Spy looking down on me. "Need a hand boudin?" he taunted, as he gave me his hand. I ignored him and got up by myself, fast walking to the kitchen. I was undisturbed as I got two pieces of bread and started jogging to the Respawn Room.
"Heya toots!" the Scout said as he ran up behind me and swung an arm around my shoulder. I scowled and forcefully pushed his arm off me. He shrugged, and without skipping a beat he jogged to his locker. I walked to my own and opened it, only to get cinders and soot all in my face.
"Tha's what oi call ah surprise bom'!" the Demo man yelled from his side of the room, picking up his leg and slapping his knee in laughter. I wiped off my face with a towel and put on the rest of my attire. I grabbed my bone saw and syringe gun, and started to get mild anxiety at what I needed to do next.
"ONE MORE MINUTE MAGGOTS OR I'LL MAKE SURE BY THE END OF THE BATTLE YOU'LL BE HALLUCINATING YOUR OWN PAIN!" Soldier once again screamed as I ran to the Infirmary.
Every time I cross paths with the other Medic he glares at me and ignores me. Getting his attention isn't much better when he screams insults in German in my face for whatever reason. Walked in to him when he was cleaning his bone saw? Being called a Kackbratze while he was swinging his saw madly. It also doesn't help the fact that I share my work space with him. When I joined the team, I thought that I could go along with my job with the other Medic with no issues. I would slap myself silly if I knew what it would actually be like. When I was first introduced to the team, he literally screamed at Miss Pauling to either remove me, or make me have my own building. Since RED (Reliable Evacuation Demolition), are penny pinchers, that would never happen. I've tried to do my paperwork and check-ups in the Infirmary, only to be pulled out by the collar of my coat. I've stopped trying to go in there unless it's very important, like right now. I needed to get my special Medigun, The Soul Sucker, from it's home in my locked drawer in my "office'" which is just an extra room that has a desk and a single cabinet. The Soul Sucker could absorb health from the enemy team and store it so I can use it to heal my teammates. I couldn't Uber or overheal, but I could blast out a wave of health to all of my teammates when I got a certain amount of health stored. I made the whole gun by myself, one of the main reasons why I was even considered to be hired for RED.
I reached the doors and opened them forcefully. Hopefully the Doc isn't in, I mused to myself. I sprinted into my office, put the key in the lock, and grabbed my Medigun. I ran back to the doors of the Infirmary only to be blocked by the one man I was hoping to avoid. "Hallo there Arschgeige! I vas hoping jou'd drop by," Medic said as he casually leaned against the doorway. He looked at his bone saw, and he said without looking up, "So a new match iz about to start, ja?"
I glared at him. I started backing away and putting my Medigun ready on my back. He continued, "Hmm, so jour ignoring me now Fraülein? I see, vell I vas hoping ve could have a civil conversation".
I walked a few steps backward after I finished putting my gear on and rammed against him. He stumbled for a few seconds and quickly regained his balance as I ran past him to the Respawn Room.
Right as I ran into the room I heard the Announcer start the count down.
5... I felt a tap on my shoulder and swiftly turned my head only to feel the Spy tap my nose.
4... I tried to hit him, but he ducked and turned invisible.
3... I growled and stood straighter, testing my Medigun.
2... The Medic came in and walked straight past me to the Heavy Weapons Guy, starting to overheal and build up Uber.
1... My face set into a determined smirk, ready to kill all of those bastard BLUs.
GO!