(( AHAHA I NEVER ANSWERED BACK I'M SORRY ; A ;
I need to jump in somewhere. Ah, I know. I'll just create a scene and see what happens there. ))
"Take that, ya rocket-hopping simpleton!"That BLU Soldier didn't stand a chance just standing there like some big drooling moron. The shot was pretty easier to take since he wasn't moving, but RED Sniper was happy that he was still able to blow that idiot's head off.
"Ha, I could do this all day," he chuckled to himself as he cocked his rifle for another shot. After looking into his scope, he set his sights on a BLU Medic.
"Ah, g'day nurse. I'll show you easy brain surgery, mate..."Little did the Sniper know that another man had been waiting behind him for quite some time now, examining him and taking down his behavior. He seemed like an easier target then he predicted. Quietly, air melted into a masked man in blue who began sneaking carefully behind the Australian crack shot. He unfolded the butterfly knife in his hands and raised it in the air, its glistening sharp tip facing down toward the sitting enemy's back. Just one more step and the Sniper would be dead. One more step.
"YOU'D BETTER KEEP THAT HAND UP, OR I'LL SEND A HAIL OF BULLETS WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE, SPY!"The BLU Spy froze in his stance and glanced back. A RED Soldier was pointing a loaded shotgun straight at him. The BLU Spy cursed in French as the RED Sniper whipped around and saw the knife being held over him.
"Holy dooley!" He sprang up and backed away from the Spy, pulling his kukri out.
"Good thing ya came when ya did, Soldier! Let's finish this bloody spook off!"The BLU Spy, still frozen in his position, groaned,
"How unfortunate."