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"The're real noice when they're not angry. Koinda cuddly, too. Oi've never had a dog before, to be honest, so Oi dunno wot it's like. Never had one because Oi was 'fraid he'd try eatin' lil' Fuzz."

"So, yew have any experience with beavers o other lil’ pets? Had a beaver back at home named Fuzz."

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"So, yew have any experience with beavers o other lil' pets? Had a beaver back at home named Fuzz."

"Noice to meet you then, Dusty.  Oi’ve had a few previous meetin’s with Scouts ah both teams. They’re pretty noice when we’re not tryin’ to dirtnap each other. Oi’ve unfortunately gnawed through more than wood. Still don’t feel bad for that Spoi."

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"Noice to meet you then, Dusty.  Oi've had a few previous meetin's with Scouts ah both teams. They're pretty noice when we're not tryin' to dirtnap each other. Oi've unfortunately gnawed through more than wood. Still don't feel bad for that Spoi."

He moved from one side to the other with the comb, straightening out his whiskers and fuzz. 

"Wot brings yew to the base, Missus…?"

Toothy didn’t really have her name quite yet.

"Yew can also just call me Toothy. Oi think yew can see why that’s the case, hehe."

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"Oh. It's a Spoi. How are yew, aside from bein' a ghost?" The Sniper's tail flicked.

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"Who’s there?"

"I didn’t say ‘knock knock.’"

"But who do you think?” 

In short: it was Spy, with a body of grey transparency and two little glowy bullet-holes in his chest and hey was it cold in here?

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"Who's there?"

“Boo." 

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He moved from one side to the other with the comb, straightening out his whiskers and fuzz. 

"Wot brings yew to the base, Missus...?"

Toothy didn't really have her name quite yet.

"Yew can also just call me Toothy. Oi think yew can see why that's the case, hehe."

"Oi, hello there!"

The splice greeted the woman as he was brushing his facial fur.

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"Oi, hello there!"

The splice greeted the woman as he was brushing his facial fur.

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"Oi. Don't chew on wet wood. It's not a good experience."

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"It's not that heavy, either."

"Dependin’ on wot kinda wood, wood isn’t that hard to gnaw through."

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"Dependin' on wot kinda wood, wood isn't that hard to gnaw through."

"Oi guess so, though gnawin’ stuff down does take a bit to accomplish."

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"Oi guess so, though gnawin' stuff down does take a bit to accomplish."

"Anything. Usually Oi try to keep it to chicken bnes and wood, but sometimes it’ll get outta hand, and. Well. Once oi managed to chew down a support beam. Oi mean, it did trap RED for a short bit on their side but Oi was sort of badly regarded for a whoile…"

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"Anything. Usually Oi try to keep it to chicken bnes and wood, but sometimes it'll get outta hand, and. Well. Once oi managed to chew down a support beam. Oi mean, it did trap RED for a short bit on their side but Oi was sort of badly regarded for a whoile..."

"Remember though that once you’re spliced, you’re stuck loike that. So MAKE SURE you really wanna be that part animal. Oi bloody love bein’ part beaver, to be honest. Though Oi do have a bad nibbling habit."

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"...Oi'm stayin outta this one. Even if Oi am BLU, Oi'm still stayin' outta it."

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"Remember though that once you're spliced, you're stuck loike that. So MAKE SURE you really wanna be that part animal. Oi bloody love bein' part beaver, to be honest. Though Oi do have a bad nibbling habit."

"No, oi’m loike this permanently, but Oi don’t mind. Oi actually loike it, to be honest. ….Oi just hope me mum doesn’t mind.”

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"No, oi'm loike this permanently, but Oi don't mind. Oi actually loike it, to be honest. ....Oi just hope me mum doesn't mind."

"Oi gladly accepted an offer to try a Medic’s beaver splicing serum. Oi had a pet beaver back at home and Oi was koinda curious."

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"Oi gladly accepted an offer to try a Medic's beaver splicing serum. Oi had a pet beaver back at home and Oi was koinda curious."

"Nice meetin’ ya then, Lee." The Sniper extended a hand, with an extra bit of webbing between the fingers and slightly sharper than normal nails. Beavers, man.

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"Nice meetin' ya then, Lee." The Sniper extended a hand, with an extra bit of webbing between the fingers and slightly sharper than normal nails. Beavers, man.

"Oi there!"

The beaver splice waved to the approacher.