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[ action ; 1445 Mitchell Road ]

[Thanks to a certain Scout's recent birthday party and an oh so lovable not!wife's deviousness, the Spy household is currently devoid of alcohol. There happened to be a bottle of red wine hidden in the back of the pantry and Spy is currently drinking from the bottle as he cooks.

Yes, that's right: he's stress cooking. ( Read more... )

[ Filtered Phone Call to Ilsa Higa ]

Bonjour, mademoiselle. It is quite unfortunate zhat we 'ave not 'ad zhe opportunity to speak again until now, and zhat zhe last time you spoke to me I was under some stress.

Mais, zhe reason I am calling you now is zhat I 'eard zhat you were making a cake for zhe BLU Scout's birzhday party. I 'ave a razzer ( Read more... )

[locked to Naze Youka]
( well, except for )

 Action for 1445 Mitchell Road:

[Spy, up early as usual, goes outside for his daily walk. When he notices something that shouldn't be there, he takes the bottle of milk and brings it inside. People always said not to drink the milk, but the posters that have been put up around town is making him think twice. He sets it on the kitchen counter and ( Read more... )

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[Spy is walking just about everywhere today. It's a good way to get exercise, breathe in the nice, crisp, clean air.... and show off his uniform, of course. Now it makes a lot more sense for him to introduce himself as the "RED Spy"-- he's finally dressed in all red, wearing a pinstripe suit and balaclava. He definitely feels more ( Read more... )

[Avoiding people has been harder and harder for him lately. The drones are staying at home, even though his housemates have been recently replaced with non-droned citizens. His "doting" drone wife keeps nagging at him to stay at home after dark, that there were communists out there looking to kill innocent people.

Spy isn't too concerned about dying ( Read more... )

A - Phone.
[Spy is having difficulty with his accent. Sometimes it feels completely natural, and other times he feels as if he's slurring his words and switches to an American accent to sound comprehensible.]

I 'ave only been 'ere for a few weeks, zhere is no way zhat I-- Or maybe-- Does anyone know who I am? I am zhe RED Spy, oui? Not-- Not-- There ( Read more... )

( It hurts just to wake up, whenever you're wearing thin. )

 [Spy runs across the city, staying under as many shadows as possible. At this time of day, the only thing that gives away his presence is the sound of light footsteps on pavement and the trail of smoke his cigarette leaves behind ( Read more... )