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Vilkommen, Freund. Bitte, sit avhile und enjoy a nice up of tea.
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It’s simply too quiet around here.
/Sighs./
And zhere is nozhing to decorate.
/Folds his arms over his chest./
I want somezhing fun to do, dammit!
rp-ibivictoria replied to your post: Waltzing into the Medbay, still carrying one of his suitcases along with him, Henny cheerfully called for his old friend with a smile. “Ritter, you darling man…I’m finally here!”The suitcase was far from important, and was dropped the moment Ritter opened the door, in favour of Henrik wrapping his arms around his friend in a tight hug. “Surprise! I’ll be vorking here from now on - isn’t zhat just WUNDERBAR?”“Vorking HERE?!” Ritter let out as the other man hugged him tight, “On Red? V-we’re full..I thought you vere in Badlands, dat not vork out?” He tugged a little at the tight hug, “Bitte..easy, I’m vounded. Stitches in my shoulders..”
“Nein, nein…BLU, unfortunately, but ja, it didn’t…vork as vell as it could have. Nozhing terrible, just not for me, and goodness, schatzi, vhat happened?” Henny frowned, letting him go so as to not hurt him anymore.
Reaching over to carefully take one of her hands, he nodded slowly, with a nervous smile. “Ja…I’ve…well, I hope you don’t find zhis terribly rude, but…if zhere’s ever anyzhing you vant to talk about, I’m open to listen. I’ve been dealing vith zhis, too…just…in zhe opposite sort of vay, you know?” he said quietly, gently running a thumb over the back of that hand.
“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal vith him at all. But I am here, if you ever need me, okay?”
Her eyes darted to their hands for a moment, a calm and warm smile washing over her face. “I-i don’t find it rude at all… I don’t feel so-… Ah… Vhat’s zhe vord… Ah..” Erika paused, scratching her head. “Out of the norm? Veird? I don’t feel so… Alone in zhat vay knowing I am not zhe only vone here…”
“Ja… I am here, should you need zhe same.”He chuckled softly then, shaking his head. “It’s not even just zhe two of us. Meine Leibe, Yuri…shares in this with me as vell,” he replied, still smiling. “I used to think I vas so strange…a monster. Until I had zhe opportunity to meet some vonderful people. Here, of all places!”
Her eyes widened and blinked a few times. “I did not know zhere vere so many like you and I! Vhy, I s’ought it vas somesing completely uncommon…”
“Vell, to be perfectly honest, I…had a feeling about Yuri from zhe start. You notice things, you know? Vhen zhey are so similar to your own troubles,” he murmured. “But besides him and you, I don’t know of any ozhers.”
Reaching over to carefully take one of her hands, he nodded slowly, with a nervous smile. “Ja…I’ve…well, I hope you don’t find zhis terribly rude, but…if zhere’s ever anyzhing you vant to talk about, I’m open to listen. I’ve been dealing vith zhis, too…just…in zhe opposite sort of vay, you know?” he said quietly, gently running a thumb over the back of that hand.
“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal vith him at all. But I am here, if you ever need me, okay?”
Her eyes darted to their hands for a moment, a calm and warm smile washing over her face. “I-i don’t find it rude at all… I don’t feel so-… Ah… Vhat’s zhe vord… Ah..” Erika paused, scratching her head. “Out of the norm? Veird? I don’t feel so… Alone in zhat vay knowing I am not zhe only vone here…”
“Ja… I am here, should you need zhe same.”
He chuckled softly then, shaking his head. “It’s not even just zhe two of us. Meine Leibe, Yuri…shares in this with me as vell,” he replied, still smiling. “I used to think I vas so strange…a monster. Until I had zhe opportunity to meet some vonderful people. Here, of all places!”
“Oh, ah… It is no vorry- I am qvuite happy to see you.” She didn’t seem to pay any mind to the others chest, considering Erika almost always kept her eyes on a speaker’s face.
“Ah, Rochus…” The faint smile soured into a mix between scowl and grimace. She hated that awful man.
“Someone zhat-… Oh.” A look of faint shock and surprise came over the BLU’s face, wide eyes blinking a few times. “Indeed… It does help.”
Reaching over to carefully take one of her hands, he nodded slowly, with a nervous smile. “Ja…I’ve…well, I hope you don’t find zhis terribly rude, but…if zhere’s ever anyzhing you vant to talk about, I’m open to listen. I’ve been dealing vith zhis, too…just…in zhe opposite sort of vay, you know?” he said quietly, gently running a thumb over the back of that hand.
“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal vith him at all. But I am here, if you ever need me, okay?”
jathis replied to your post: “Henrik! Vould you like to try ein of my corn muffins?” Alfons asked, holding up a plate.
“Zhere is a special surprise inside!”
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…Alfons, vhat did you put in zhese….
/Tilts his head, and after a moment, when indeed Joey doesn’t just comically fall over foaming at the mouth, divides the chocolates up to share with him./
Really? I’d never heard zhat before. Vhat does it mean?
Poison tastes kinda like almonds? I’unno man. I get my food tampered wit’ often enough that I kinda stopped givin’ a shit. If it’s good, I’ll eat it.
…Hey wait, if I did die, does that mean I woulda got ‘em all?
Nein, it means I vould have tossed zhem in zhe incinerator for being poisoned. Silly.
/Eats one himself, purring quietly in contentment. Mothah. Fuckin’. Chocolate./
unfrickintouchable replied to your post: leaves a nice big box of sweets for the medic infront of his door with a note pinned to it “from your secret admirer, I hope you like chocolates”
Yeah yeah yeah. I ain’t above gettin’ poisoned for the sake a’ chocolate. Gimme./Hands one over and watches him intently./ If you don’t die, I’ll give you half of zhem. :I
DEAL. /Pops it in his mouth/
Here’s a tip, too—if it tastes like almonds, an’ you don’t see almonds? Prob’ly better to chuck ‘em out. Unless they’re really good.
/Tilts his head, and after a moment, when indeed Joey doesn’t just comically fall over foaming at the mouth, divides the chocolates up to share with him./
Really? I’d never heard zhat before. Vhat does it mean?
unfrickintouchable replied to your post: leaves a nice big box of sweets for the medic infront of his door with a note pinned to it “from your secret admirer, I hope you like chocolates”
Yeah yeah yeah. I ain’t above gettin’ poisoned for the sake a’ chocolate. Gimme.
/Hands one over and watches him intently./ If you don’t die, I’ll give you half of zhem. :I
Okay yeah wow. Am I the only one who don’t wanna see everybody elses’ kinky bullshit on full public display?
I would honestly razher have zhat zhan food.
/Pouts./
Uh, ew? Ain’t you a little old to be havin’ that mindset?
Actually, I’m just hungry and tired of seeing vhat ozher people are having. Zhe supplies are late.
And I ate zhe last of zhe chocolate already.
/Makes a face./
/Oh no Henny, you only think you ate the last of it. The scout’s stash, however, remains untouched. No cause for alarm, yet./
Big whoop, so send somebody off to town an’ buy some. S’part a’ what medics do, ain’t it? Make sure the rest a’ us don’t starve.
…/Cranky PMS face./ Oh, pardon me? Zhe last I checked I vas hired as a doctor, not your babysitter. Hmph.
Besides, zhere seems to be no vone around to send.
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…/Takes them and looks around. He’s not sure whether to trust them, and thus, goes to find someone to pawn one off on to test them./
…Joey~!
Okay yeah wow. Am I the only one who don’t wanna see everybody elses’ kinky bullshit on full public display?
I would honestly razher have zhat zhan food.
/Pouts./
Uh, ew? Ain’t you a little old to be havin’ that mindset?
Actually, I’m just hungry and tired of seeing vhat ozher people are having. Zhe supplies are late.
And I ate zhe last of zhe chocolate already.
/Makes a face./
Okay yeah wow. Am I the only one who don’t wanna see everybody elses’ kinky bullshit on full public display?
I would honestly razher have zhat zhan food.
/Pouts./
Stopping by the other Medic’s office once again, Henrik came by in hopes of sharing a bit more of his own tale with her. He wasn’t sure how to start, or even if he should mention it, but knowing what he did, he was worried. Concerned, as someone with very similar problems would be…even if it hadn’t been his intention to find out at all. “Ah…Frau Lindermann? Are you in at all?” he asked quietly, peering inside.
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There were a few metallic clangs before Erika emerged from the storage closet inside the medbay, pushing a large box across the floor. One brow perked as she looked towards the door, blue eyes left bloodshot from the stress of her encounter with Rochus and his spy friend. “Ja?… Ah, yes, please come in…” The normally soft and smooth voice had been left scratchy and hoarse.
With a slight frown, Henrik did just that, brows furrowed in concern. “Do forgive me for coming by so unannounced again, dear…I heard you vere having a bit of trouble, and…I know you don’t know me very vell, und I’m nozhing but a stranger to you, but…I vas vorried,” came the soft response, as he made his way across the medbay floor.
It was still odd to him, to not be properly bound. But he knew how upset poor Alfons would be, and that he would know, somehow, if he resorted to the medical tape again, and thus it was that all he had to hold his (thankfully tiny) chest in was an extra shirt. On one hand, he hoped it wasn’t noticeable, and on the other hand, he hoped it was…it would save so much explaining, after all.
“I’ve had…qvite a bit of trouble vith Rochus, myself. Only thankfully it was on the field und he hasn’t sought me again. I am sure his questions remain…but I vill never, ever tell him villingly vhy he doesn’t remember me from zhe camp. I’m…not really sure vhy I’m telling you all of zhis, only…only I hope somehow it helps, just a little, to know zhat somevone…understands.”
No one around to eat ‘em my ASS, you never even asked!
/Chuckles quietly, gesturing to the tray of goodies on the table./ I hadn’t seen you or I vould have, darling. Help yourself, bitte? Zhere’s plenty more, and dinner should be done soon.