Base Command (TF2 OC Soldier X OC Medic)

by KyokoNora

Follow the journey of a young female medic named Elisa as she finds out just what life can throw at a Mercenary of TuFort. Focusing around her eventual affection for her leader, a Soldier by the name of Collin, the young practitioner of medicine has her work cut out for her. How can someone win the affection of a battle-hardened man whose only concern is the tenacity of combat?

4. Chapter 4

Chapter Four: A Sly Introduction

"Thankfully..." Mocking the Demo's voice in a shrewd way, the Spy seemed to smile. "... I already don't remember this." The imitated mockery made the Scotsman livid faster than it should have. Though Elisa had to guess this was because he was drunk at the time.

"YA BLOODY, BACK-STABBIN' SHADOW! YA DON'T KNOW WHAT YER SPOILIN' WITH THAT!" The Drunken Demo lunged up at the Spy, who made a simple sidestep. He stuck his foot out to trip the Demo as he passed.

"And you are sorely out of your league, Cyclops." His voice now as smooth as silk, the Spy slid into the chair that the drunkard had once occupied. "Mademoiselle, I apologize for my colleague's state of mind. He makes better conversation when he's sober, I assure you." A couple of Scouts had jumped up in an attempt to keep distance between the enraged Demoman and the Spy as he spoke. "If you didn't realize by my attire, zhen I will be forward with you. I am the sophisticated assassin known to the team as their Spy. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"I've heard zhe tales of zhe Spies from zhe facility. Are you speaking vis me for lack of anyvone else, or simply because I am a frau?" She eyed the masked man suspiciously, getting the sinking feeling that the storm and the Spy were alike in how fierce they could be under the right conditions.

"Because I didn't want the Cyclops to soil your taste buds with his drink before you had the chance to taste fine wine." The Spy didn't even seem to be phased by the comment of the stories. He knew them, it seemed, but wouldn't allow himself to be that predictable. "After all, tonight will be your first night as a Blu. It should be a night to remember for the right reasons, mademoiselle."

Another of the fresh recruits piped up from somewhere closer to the front of the transport. "Yes sir, it's a night to remember! As soon as I'm in full uniform, I need to take up on basic drills! I will not slack in my duties. Ten laps around the outskirts of the new facility will help me get used to the terrain!" The tone was quite authoritative, and filled with a certain kind of pride. Though Elisa didn't recognize the voice, she was almost positive he was a Solider of some rank or another. His short rant was responded to quite quickly by another sharp, commanding voice.