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One very good softboi, Alexei. Commission courtesy of @booletsandblossoms!

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"Because es Summer. Milder now. Vill probably seeing leetle wildlowers en hottest months, but vill still be snow." It was a bit of a relief from the entire third of the year where there was nothing but a great expanse of white broken up by the ancient black-green spearheads of old pines. There was also less risk that vital machinery would freeze over or the supply train would be held up by bad weather. "Have been stationed here very long time. Used to be BLU. Do not remember meeting you before, dough, am sorry."

"Where the hell is the rest of my team???"he huffs in his native tongue (German), arms crossing. He couldn't find their files in this base's database which concerned him.

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"Ah, thank you. Your Russian is better than my German." The Heavy chuckles, looking quite relieved to be able to speak his mother tongue, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "Anyway. My apologies. My name is Alexei. If you need help finding your friends I can do my best. Where did you see them last and at what base?" He had a fairly good idea of how the teleporter network was set up by now, and had a lot of people he considered friends- maybe they had friends in common.

"Where the hell is the rest of my team???"he huffs in his native tongue (German), arms crossing. He couldn't find their files in this base's database which concerned him.

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"Is are you being the lost?" Honestly it's horrible German, made even more unclear by a thick Russian accent. The speaker is huge and has an intimidating metal arm to boot, and yet the expression on his face is genuinely warm and kind. "If is can not finding Team, am assistance."

"Where the hell is the rest of my team???"he huffs in his native tongue (German), arms crossing. He couldn't find their files in this base's database which concerned him.

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Marina Mazur

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"I like et very much. Tink am okay vith et because am used to cold. Perk of growing up en chilly climate. But greenhouse es here, and everyvun dat I love es here. Have been at dis base for very long time so es almost like home. Maybe es little bit sad." He chuckled softly, and clinked a couple sugar cubes into the mismatched teacups. "Crochet es good. I can sew, knit leetle bit but noting hard. Scarves, mostly. Good to know how to make warm tings here. Es milder en late spring, summer. Peeple can come den, tink vill not be so bad, den get rude awakening vhen cold comes en autumn." Picking up the teapot, Alexei poured. The tea was deep pink, with a rich and pleasant floral scent. With the sugar cubes, the flavor would be akin to crystallized rose petals.

Elias had been feeling homesick lately. Getting the okay from Admin had been hard, but he got a temporary transfer to Coldfront. He just needed to feel the familiar cold and take a break from the desert heat. If anyone happened to glance outside, they would see the rather large man in his shirtsleeves, casually building a snow fort, his parka hanging on a tree branch nearby.

"Hallo!"

The voice, rich and warm, came from a short distance away- a very large greenhouse, built off the battlefield enough as to avoid being hit by stray rockets and bullets. Another Heavy, his face smudged a bit with dirt, waves from the doorway.

"Dat es very nice fort!"

[booletsandblossoms]

Hi, I was just wondering if you were still accepting other players. I just recently resumed Tumblr, and I need mercs for my cook to look after :) please let me know if you're interested. Thanks!

Sorry! Yes! I juggle blogs and sometimes I'm not so good at it ^^; I'm always glad to RP with anyone!

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"These." Smiling proudly, he gestured toward the garden's crowning glory- a pair of perpetually blooming rosebushes. One was pristine white, petals pure as the feathers on an angel's wing. The other was bold, rich red, lush and vibrant as fresh blood. They were large and obviously lovingly tended, leaves healthy and green and thorns full and sharp. "Remind me of peeple dat I love very much- beautiful, dey are, capable of tremendous sweetness, but not vithout keen thorns. Red es for man I love. Vhite es for his brother, who es precious friend to me." His expression was wistfully fond as he poured the hot water into the teapot- the scent of roses drifted on the steam. "Are taking sugar or milk vith tea? Have sugar here, but vill have to go inside and get milk ef are vanting dat."

Elias had been feeling homesick lately. Getting the okay from Admin had been hard, but he got a temporary transfer to Coldfront. He just needed to feel the familiar cold and take a break from the desert heat. If anyone happened to glance outside, they would see the rather large man in his shirtsleeves, casually building a snow fort, his parka hanging on a tree branch nearby.

"Hallo!"

The voice, rich and warm, came from a short distance away- a very large greenhouse, built off the battlefield enough as to avoid being hit by stray rockets and bullets. Another Heavy, his face smudged a bit with dirt, waves from the doorway.

"Dat es very nice fort!"

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He gasped, a feeling like an electric shock ripping up his spine. A familiar feeling to any Heavy, little crimson arcs dancing across his metal arm. The pain in his knee and shoulder fell away, and he couldn't help but grin. He knew that even he looked fearsome this way, electric ruby with eyes of gleaming amber. He could read the lips of the Scout just in front of him, who'd had his bat raised to bash Alexei's skull in. it was like he was moving in slow motion. 'OHHHH FUUUUUCCCKKKK.' "RUN, COWARDS!" Bullets flew, crimson alight with power, tearing the enemy Team that had just a moment before been so assured of victory completely asunder. He could see his fellows, neon blurs, running to get themselves a piece of the post-match action as well. It was something that always felt a little shameful after the fact, but so, so satisfying in the moment.

Alexei glimpsed the Spy in distress from across the field and wasted no time. Jaw set, he rushed over and formed a wall between Renee and the advancing BLUs. Glancing back over his shoulder, Alexei offered him a tight but genuine smile. One hand readied Tomislav. The other handed a Sandvich (oddly absent ham) behind to his teammate, breath panting slightly.

"Go. Can only buy you few minutes."

The spy had been caught quite red-handed stealing the intelligence, briefcase laying mere feet from him. He had to drop it in favor of focusing on his aim with the ambassador. However, when the giant came into his view, confusion crossed his features. "What?..." Then, once he heard what the other was saying, he frowned and furrowed his brows. "Quoi? Non! I'm not gong to just leave you here!"

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"Of course!" Now, Alexei was in a deeply committed relationship. He loved his dear Aldous with all his heart and didn't have anything close to what he would consider a wandering eye, but he had to be honest with himself-this fellow was cute. Tall and lanky, but with a very adorable rabbitishness about him, even lacking obvious rabbit traits. "Are... not like oder hybrids have met. Most cannot change back. You are... vere-bunny?" It was almost funny to say, but having seen the end result, he can see how most people would be terrified coming across a gigantic creature that was as much canine as lapine. Those teeth were for meat, not lettuce and carrots.

If you see a large, long 9 foot white-furred hare-like humanoid-ish creature running around. Um...Good luck.

Alan had gone off base, stripped down, folded up his clothes, and then shifted into his werehare form so he could run around. Doing this sort of thing made it less painful when the full moon forced him to shift forms. It kept him lucid.

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"Pleasure as vell!" He picked himself back up, lowering his hand back to his side post-shake. "Am from Coldfront. Spring es still very chilly dere but danger of blizzards has passed. Easier to get out. So dat es vhat am doing. Stretching, taking teleporters, just having valk to oder places after being cooped up." He got the mental image and he chuckled. Most Engineers he knew were fairly petite despite being well built. To meet one that'd be even taller than him even when not a giant rabbit was unusual. "Um. Forgive ef is not good to ask, but... are ok?" Some hybrids weren't. Humans weren't really meant to be mutated into animals, so some he'd come across were in pain a lot. Others were on the run from the people who'd made them that way. He didn't want to pry into what could be a sensitive subject, but Alexei, being Alexei, couldn't help but be concerned for his new friend.

If you see a large, long 9 foot white-furred hare-like humanoid-ish creature running around. Um...Good luck.

Alan had gone off base, stripped down, folded up his clothes, and then shifted into his werehare form so he could run around. Doing this sort of thing made it less painful when the full moon forced him to shift forms. It kept him lucid.

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There is truly no greater love than taking your most adored fictional character and throwing them into the emotionally-devastating angst fueled trash compactor and pressing every single button on the machine just to see what will happen

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"Da, sometimes! Have not heard of using mushroom. Might have to try dis out, ah, depending on vhat kind." His dips into extracurricular medicinals were few and far between. Mostly with someone else. He supposed he was pretty dull in that respect. The greenhouse's interior was balmy warm, both from refracted sunlight and a heater. Bed tables and some ground plots lined either side, full of a prismatic array of flowers as well as plenty of different kinds of produce- vegetables mostly, but strawberries and a blackberry hedge as well. There were also a few herbs, and a curiously large patch of white sage. At the back was a small cleanup/lounge area- a large utility sink, a worktable, and a coffee table in front of a worn but comfy looking couch. A kettle bubbled on a hotplate, next to a chipped but serviceable tea set. "Come in, make self at home. Vood offer vegetables but not much es ripe yet. Tend to go through vinter stock en cold months, have to regrow en spring."

Elias had been feeling homesick lately. Getting the okay from Admin had been hard, but he got a temporary transfer to Coldfront. He just needed to feel the familiar cold and take a break from the desert heat. If anyone happened to glance outside, they would see the rather large man in his shirtsleeves, casually building a snow fort, his parka hanging on a tree branch nearby.

"Hallo!"

The voice, rich and warm, came from a short distance away- a very large greenhouse, built off the battlefield enough as to avoid being hit by stray rockets and bullets. Another Heavy, his face smudged a bit with dirt, waves from the doorway.

"Dat es very nice fort!"

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He wouldn't. Alexei was never one to hold something over another's head, unless it was of such importance that it would be irresponsible not to. This? This was the work. This is what he did every day. One day, it would catch up to him. He would be laying beside Aldous in their fine little house someday in the future, unable to sleep for phantom pains of thousands upon thousands of fatal wounds. He would worry about it then, even as an arrow found purchase in his shoulder and his gun blazed to life. Boots planted firmly onto the ground, unbudging. A wall, a shield, space for the Spy to run. A big, loud, obvious target to distract from the smaller one. Proklyatyy, was every single BLU coming after their stolen intel? Maybe. It didn't matter if they were. Alexei couldn't turn his head to watch the Spy's retreat, but as shot tore through his knee and brought him to a bloody kneel, he hoped the other man had gotten clear.

Alexei glimpsed the Spy in distress from across the field and wasted no time. Jaw set, he rushed over and formed a wall between Renee and the advancing BLUs. Glancing back over his shoulder, Alexei offered him a tight but genuine smile. One hand readied Tomislav. The other handed a Sandvich (oddly absent ham) behind to his teammate, breath panting slightly.

"Go. Can only buy you few minutes."

The spy had been caught quite red-handed stealing the intelligence, briefcase laying mere feet from him. He had to drop it in favor of focusing on his aim with the ambassador. However, when the giant came into his view, confusion crossed his features. "What?..." Then, once he heard what the other was saying, he frowned and furrowed his brows. "Quoi? Non! I'm not gong to just leave you here!"

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"Da! Garden es inside. Now dat winter es past and blizzard season es over, can get out to care for plants easier."

He beamed, talking about the plants and flowers like a parent would a beloved child. Through the glass panes, glimpses of a rainbow of different blossoms can be seen.

"Vood like to come inside? Can put tea on."

Elias had been feeling homesick lately. Getting the okay from Admin had been hard, but he got a temporary transfer to Coldfront. He just needed to feel the familiar cold and take a break from the desert heat. If anyone happened to glance outside, they would see the rather large man in his shirtsleeves, casually building a snow fort, his parka hanging on a tree branch nearby.

"Hallo!"

The voice, rich and warm, came from a short distance away- a very large greenhouse, built off the battlefield enough as to avoid being hit by stray rockets and bullets. Another Heavy, his face smudged a bit with dirt, waves from the doorway.

"Dat es very nice fort!"

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Alan would smell an interesting bouquet of scents about the Russian. Gunpowder. Flowers and soil, predominantly roses. Greenery and machine oil, a faint whiff of ozone. The Heavy's left arm was mechanical from shoulder to fingertips, which were clicking together in an idle fidget. He chuckled softly as he was sniffed at.

"My name es Alexei. Vas just valking by. Hope am not being bother, ef es your place."

Some hybrids he'd met were territorial. He didn't hold it against them- they couldn't help it, after all.

If you see a large, long 9 foot white-furred hare-like humanoid-ish creature running around. Um...Good luck.

Alan had gone off base, stripped down, folded up his clothes, and then shifted into his werehare form so he could run around. Doing this sort of thing made it less painful when the full moon forced him to shift forms. It kept him lucid.