What is this I don't even. "They build shit, weblow it the fuck up." Was basically the entire inspiration for this...whatever it is. Something to do with a Fem!Scout. --- It’s not that Scout is a brash person. She covers up her insecurities by being loud and obnoxious. She thinks most Scouts are probably like this. The BLU team’s Scout is just as annoying, possibly more so. At least she knows when to shut the hell up (Usually due to a glance from Engineer but that’s beside the point). It’s not that she’s irresponsible. She covers up her paranoia by acting fearless. She believes the other Scouts are the same. She runs because she has to. She fires a gun because it’s her job. She hits people with a bat until they’re nothing but a pile of organs and blood on the floor because she enjoys it. She doesn’t know if the other Scouts are the same. --- “Hey douchebag, drop the fucking baseball before I batter your head in.†Scout crouched on a rocky outcrop, just above where the BLU Spy stood, holding her baseball. “It iz ceasefire, ma cherie.â€He frowned, flicking the ball up and down in his hand. “Just ‘cause no one else is killing each other don’t mean I won’t bludgeon you to death.†She snarled at him and pointed with her bat. Spy seemed to consider this for a second, he glanced at Scout’s vantage point- Scouts always seemed to prefer to whack someone from above (or below)- and back to the baseball he held in his hand. He’d never seen her play and yet she always had a firm grip on that ball. Unwilling to get his head bashed in, Spy tossed the ball back to Scout and cloaked, vanishing into the dust. --- Scout had a theory about the team’s members. She believed that they were all in a similar situation, her theory came from her own experiences and overhearing Spy call Sniper ‘convict’ more than once. Some of their professions made it easy to guess why they were in this situation, some of their personalities made it easy to guess. Soldier was obvious enough as was Medic, Sniper and Demoman too and the less said about Pyro the better. The people she couldn’t figure out were Spy- but that was normal- and Heavy in particular, Engineer seemed the most normal, what could he have done to get himself stuck in a job that was little better than a jail. As for herself, well, battering in her ex-boyfriend and his slutty lover’s heads in was the best decision she could’ve ever made in her life. --- Scout chewed the guitar pick between her teeth while she waited for the Announcer to finish the countdown. There were heads to be smashed and intel to steal, she couldn’t be waiting here for much longer or she’d go crazy! She could see Pyro waiting by the shutter doors, also itching to get out there and fry someone; their fingers curled and uncurled around one of the metal pipes of their flamethrower. The Scout spared a glance at the others; Spy hiding in a corner fiddling with something on his watch; Medic discussing something heatedly with Engineer while Heavy just looked blank; Soldier stood to attention, as if he could do anything else; both Sniper and Demoman looked asleep. Finally the countdown finished and Scout flew through the open shutter door, luckily missing the rocket fired by the BLU Soldier seconds later. “See ya later losers!†--- Scout wasn’t the only female in the RED team. She was glad there was someone to talk to about things men just couldn’t seem to grasp, even if Scout acted more like a boy than a girl half the time. Despite Spy being an anti-social bitch, she didn’t seem to mind Scout’s intrusive questions, even if half the time her answers just left Scout with more questions. --- It was cold and Scout hated their new base. Hatedithatedithatedit. She watched the thick flakes of snow drift past the windows as she tugged on a second pair of trousers over the top of the first and dragged her duvet off of her bed to drape around her shoulders. It wasn’t that she was a wimp for being cold, it was just frigging cold. Even Soldier was huddled next to the fire Pyro had started down in one of the basements and Soldier didn’t seem to care about anything, let alone the cold. She sank into her place between Sniper and Medic, both also wrapped in blankets upon blankets, occasionally a woollen glove or scarf would pop out from Sniper’s blankets and it’d be leapt upon by whoever was the coldest. Scout hated the weather but she did like how the team became more of a family. --- She was face up in a snow drift, watching the sky for signs of more snow when her BLU counterpart found her. The mutual animosity, heated by the soggy feeling of wet shirt against Scout’s back, made them both sneer at each other. BLU Scout stood there for a few moments more before he spoke up. “Why are you lying in the snow like an idiot?†She gestured to her abdomen where it was bent at a funny angle; she’d been blown back by an explosion and was waiting to bleed out so Respawn would pick her up as she’d broken her spine. BLU Scout shot her. --- Apparently there were creatures in the water at 2fort. Or at least, that was what Demo was telling them as they lounged around a fire that Halloween. Scout had wanted to invite the BLUs and get Spy to freak the crap out of them but the rest of the team had shot down the idea, so they were reduced to telling stories around a campfire and passing the marshmallows back and forward. According to Demo the monsters all looked like Spys, one with tentacles and some that acted like crabs but he was never clear on what the crab ones really looked like. By the end of the night, everyone was practically on the floor with laughter as Spy- with a totally serious face- crabwalked around the group, clacking her disguise kit like a claw.