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2024-02-25
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2024-02-25
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more than a target

Summary:

tjisis not getting updated sory il rewrite this one day

Notes:

i blame RainbowRyan51 for targeting me the whole round as subspace ☹️☹️💔💔😓😓💔

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Chapter Text

A loud huff was heard in the corner of the bar where 3 teal demons often met up . The huff came from the overwhelmed ‘doctor’ . The taste of whiskey flowed down his throat as he drank, rambling about some of the annoyances he often had to come across . 

‘Yeesh Meds!! Do ya ever sit back and relax or are ya always this stressed? When I asked ya to drink with me I didn’t think ya would be this sad .’ Scythe chuckled before looking at the medic. She noticed he was genuinely annoyed, suddenly looking a bit concerned. ‘Hey hey.. who’s the one givin’ ya all this trouble again? Ya said a blackrock fella??’ 

 

‘Well isn’t it nice to know you were listening… Subspace Tripmine.. an old co-worker of mine that caused this mess.’ Medkit pointed to the eyepatch. She hummed in acknowledgment and finished her beer, setting it down and grabbing her gear. She pat his back harshly and grinned.

 

‘Well don’t ya worry ‘Kit.. I got ya back.’ With that, she left the bar and went back to her home. The rattlesnake put on her signature hat and coat plus a pair of boots made for the snow. Ever since Medkit left the lab in blackrock, she never thought that she would have to use those boots again.

They were cheap and already falling apart, but they could last a little longer…

This wouldn’t take long, right?