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[teutonic_terror]

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[buildstherobots]

[Dist was rather short with the drone woman when he asked to put Medic on the phone. He's been agitated ever since the fight with Yuuka and Sideswipe.]

So what's wrong with you? Had you been droned?

[teutonic_terror]

For two vheeks. Und I am not reacting vhell, it vhould seem.

[He's loath to explain the real reason for his crappy mood.]

[hop_toit_udonge]

Morphine? Really?

[teutonic_terror]

I vhould not question zhe diagnosis of a doctor, girl.

[hop_toit_udonge]

-oh SNAP, son, you did NOT just say that!-

... I beg your pardon?

[teutonic_terror]

I am a doctor. If I say zhat I need morphine, morphine is vhat I need. Until you can present me vith your own medical credentials, don't act so incredulous.

[Is this even making sense? Who cares! He's in a bad mood.]

[retypes]

Are you sick Not Dad? You sound.. different.

[teutonic_terror]

I am not sick, you imbecile. I heff just recovered from an extended period of brainvhashing und I understandably--

[Woah. What. Back up a little here.]

...You are not zhe boy zhat vhas here before.

[retypes]

Zii, zeh, zah, wha..? No comprendo. Man, you must've been really sick then.

[teutonic_terror]

[Oh come on, his accent isn't that thick. Maybe it's Clyde that's thick. Herp derp.]

I vhas not sick. I vhas droned.

[freakinblur]

[And just when he thought he lost all of his teammates, not one but now two return!

....But it's Doc. Erm.]

...Doc? 'Zat really you?

[teutonic_terror]

Ja, zhis is really me. Do you vhant to know vhat you can do, Scout? You can take zhat ridiculous bat of yours und break zhe vhindows of zhe pharmacy und bring me as much morphine as your twiggy little arms can carry.

[He's in a bad mood, Scout. Can you tell?]

[freakinblur]

[Yep, that's him.]

Huh. So you an' Engie 'r both finally back. May be hope fer Snipes an' Spy yet, then.

What the hell do ya need morphine for?

[teutonic_terror]

Scout, who is zhe doctor here, me or you? Do not question. Just obey.

[He should make propaganda posters.

...wait.]

Spy und Sniper vhere droned?

[vitalizes]

Doc?

Well I'll be. Hey, shouldn't ya have morphine already, since ya know ... yer a doctor and all?

[teutonic_terror]

Not at my house, you dimvhit.

[He's mistaken you for BLU Scout, calling back and being a derp.]

Didn't you already say you vhere going to find some? Mein gott, Scouts. Zhey can never get anyzhing done.

[vitalizes]

[Okay Doc is out of his mind. What's new?]

Uh, nah. I didn't say anythin' like dat. I don't even know where any morphine is in dis stupid town.

And hey! I can get plenty done. How many times have I taken da enemy's intelligence, huh? More den you! [Laughs.]

[teutonic_terror]

Zhat is because I vhas too busy trying to heal you before you simply fell apart, you stupid boy!

[Just. Rage. So much of it.]