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mayfield_rpg2012-02-05 12:58 pm
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Mayfield 21: ...and Littering
(A: Anywhere
Like some sort of gruesome trail, you may find several corpses of a certain BLU asshole strewn about. Trying to poke one may result in it dissolving, since some of these are decoys being left behind both to obfuscate his actual deaths and to minimize the damage his body is taking; the real corpses have their masks super-glued on, so it can't be removed without destroying the face.
B: Hospital
If you keep track of inventory, you may notice that supplies of painkillers--morphine in particular--has been coming up short in the last few days. Of course, given the current situation in town, you may not be able to nail down the perp, but maybe you might be able to catch him in the act?
C: 504 Ricardo Street, BLU Medic's house
It starts with one polite bell ring, followed by a few more less polite bell rings, followed by an increasingly impatient pounding on the door. If nobody answers after that, the house is going to get broken into by somebody who looks like a bizarre cross between a mummy and the Invisible Man.)

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Vhat zhe fuck?
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(Spy looks--and smells--positively awful. What bits of flesh are visible between the bandages is horrifically burned, and pus oozes from various unseen sores.)
(Still trying to play it cool, but he sounds very, very tired:) Ah, Docteur. You wouldn't happen to have your Medigun back already, would you?
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[Blood is always a bitch to clean out of carpet.]
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(He presses his arm to the worst injury and limps inside.)
a
she's not going to touch the bodies, that would be disrespectful. but she is going to avoid coming home for a long time. ]
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B
Until today.
To catch his attention, she quickly tosses the book she's reading just inches away from him. ]
Oi, oi! What the fuck are you doing?! [ Yep. She mad. ]
Re: B
(He thought he was still invisible, so when she books him he visibly startles.
Then, he clears his throat and adjusts his tie.)
As you can see, madame, I'm een desperate need of some relief for zee condition zat I am een--even death has not given me much release. You would have my eternal gratitude eef you continued to allow me to, ah, self-medicate.
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I'm afraid I can't do that. This drug is needed by others. You'll take no more than you need. Now, if I may ask, what condition do you have?
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Ees eet not obvious, madame, zat I am een considerable pain?
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[ Band-aids? Oh boy oh boy. More things to look at. ]
Don't you know what you have?
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Eet seems zee town has seen fit to give me back my old injuries. Zee condition persists even after I go through death's revolving doors.
Eet eez, to say zee least, quite inconvenient.
(Spy seems to take being covered in first- and second-degree burns remarkably well, though it's just as obvious that the injuries have taken their toll on him.)
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[ The burns were something Feferi had. ]