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Good news everyone!

Death is so afraid of me, that even me catching the dead won't get him to come anywhere near me! I AM STILL ALIVE, AND I AM GOING TO LIVE FOREVER!

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I was checking to see how good G-Man’s eyes would look on the Soldier and I just—

I was not disappointed.

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A better love story than Twilight.

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You. Soldat. You look horrible. Under zhe weazher, are ve?

"I'm dying, doc." Soldier bemoaned his fate in a rather dramatic way. He definitely was sick, by the looks of him. His face seemed slightly flush, as if he had the tiniest of fevers, and he at least sounded like he had managed to catch some sort of illness when he coughed.

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"Soldier!"

Don't be... so loud... my head hurts...

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"Tell..." Soldier coughed as loudly as he could, burrowing further under his blankets.

"Promise me you'll tell Merasmus... that even after everything we've been through... I still think that he is the worst roommate a man could ever have."

do-you-want-a-second-opinion replied to your post:Mediiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.

ja?

*Soldier must have been really sick to not complain about the fact that a RED Medic had answered his pitiful whining*

I think I’m dying….. for good… Come- come closer, I have a final message.

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Nhnnn... *Soldier was too sick to get up and deal with him. The BLU coughed miserably and curled up a little tighter under his blankets*

... I still don't like you. *He wheezed and whimpered, rubbing his stuffy nose on his sleeve*

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Last toime Oi saw th’loikes of yew, yew were usin’ yer helmet as a bowl fer the contents of yer head.

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Heavyyyy..... *Soldier whined rather pathetically and reached out to feebly try and grab his shirt in an over dramatic fashion.* Heavy, I don't know how much time I have left... promise me one thing before I die...

*All this over the sniffles and a scratchy throat.*

holdtightheavy said: *pops his head in* You sound terrible. How about some soup? I just made some.

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*stabs u because wrong color dummy*

*Getting stabbed didn't really help him out very much. Soldier just wound up going through respawn and slinking back to his couch to moan for a Medic that didn't poke him with pointy things. He was just too run down to run off and get his revenge.*

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stxndstillschweinhund replied to your post:Mediiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.

*Medic Senses Tingling (among other things, but we won’t discuss those in detail, dear)*

Mediiiiiiiic. *The miserable lump of a man moaned again before another violent coughing fit overtook him*

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do-you-want-a-second-opinion replied to your post:Mediiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.

ja?

*Soldier must have been really sick to not complain about the fact that a RED Medic had answered his pitiful whining*

I think I'm dying..... for good... Come- come closer, I have a final message.

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Mediiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic.

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holdtightheavy said: *pops his head in* You sound terrible. How about some soup? I just made some.

Heavyyyyy? Heavy, is that- is that you? *He hacked and wheezed, poking a trembling arm out from under the blankets to try and beckon him closer*

Come here... I need to tell you something.

*coughity cough*

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Ah yeah, Work that body Hoovie!

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Soldier was oddly quiet today. There was no sudden blare of bugles in the morning, no shouting and snapping. It was almost as if he wasn't there today.

But he was. Soldier lay on the livingroom couch, blankets pulled up so far that only his nose peeked out between that and his helmet. The shivering mess of a Soldier whined and hunkered down even lower.

The poor American coughed and shivered miserably, drawing up his knees a little higher as he cracked open his eyes. After napping there all day long, his throat was dry and his red nose was dripping down his upper lip and running down the side of his face.

"M-Mediiiiiiiiiiic..." He whined, desperately licking his upper lip before another fit of coughing overtook him.

"Engie.... anyone?"

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"Figured as much." Soldier was quiet and still for all of a moment. Then, he started to fidget around, as if he had quite the important question on his mind. And, without another word, he stepped closer and reached out to grab Merasmus by the collar of his robe and yank the taller man down to face-level.

Then, leaning up, he said in his usual too-loud-to-actually-be-a-whisper whisper;

"If you didn't bring me soap, can I borrow a few bucks? I... really need some soap."

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"Well, it’s a long story, one I’m sure you won’t even like! I mean, it’s got two star-crossed lovers falling in love- but not the kind in those homosexual romance novels you keep by your ex-toile- no wait, those are mine."

Soldier pensively scratched at his honey-covered chest, then smeared some on his own jaw for good measure. Everyone knew that chest honey helped you think!

"… Do you want to hear the harrowing story about how I found this honey, Merasmus? I must warn you; there’s more walking in it than that book with the hobo-its and their elf-boyfriend.”

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"You sure? I know a guy who knows a guy who can hook you up with one in your size."

"It’s really comfortable. You should try wearing one, Spy."

Still grinning, he set his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out rather proudly as he stepped around the counter to reveal the whole horror of his new favorite outfit.