BLU Headquarters. Map: 2fort, CTF.

[hands_of_blu]

It seems like a perfectly sensible sort of place: pale blue walls, tile flooring, fluorescent lighting high overhead, lockers. There's even a pinup calendar.

But a close look shows the equipment locker to contain more ammunition than some Third World countries use in a month, and the same personal locker that has the small flowered purse in it has a note about asbestos stuck to the door, and the air has that faint tang of antiseptic scrub that only really happens when vast quantities of the stuff are used to wipe out every other smell possible. And a peek out the big, garage-like door reveals what looks not unlike the inside of a barn, save for the weathered Builders League United logo on the wall...


[OOC: This is the BLU side's initial post for the Team Fortress 2 plot. If you want to play on RED, stop by battin1000. Orientation takes place here and when people get in on both sides we'll have the actual war post. Consult the 2fort Team Fortress 2 wiki page to get an idea of the grounds we'll be playing on!]

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

The door slides upwards and the Sniper steps back in. He glances over Scara's getup a moment, then nods. "Right," he says. "All that's left is putting on the mask. All Pyros wear 'em. Makes 'em completely fireproof, not like the rest of us yobbos."

[notagagagirl.livejournal.com]

"... Fireproof?" And distantly, she's ridiculously proud that she's not actually squeaking.

Yet.

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"Fireproof." The Sniper grins. "Aw, don't tell me- you didn't realise they've got Pyros of their own over on RED's side? You won't be the only flamethrower out there by a long shot."

[notagagagirl.livejournal.com]

She pulls the mask on abruptly - though mostly it's to keep this very annoying male person from seeing just how much that idea terrifies her.

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"There y'are." The Sniper nods encouragingly. "Right, it's simple enough. Keep anyone wearin' red away from our territory. Anyone wearin' blue who acts a bit off, feel free to flame 'em once, nice and quick. RED's got spy technology to make themselves look like anyone at all on our team, and you're our best chance at catchin' them out. Don't get in the Heavy's way, and if you get hurt badly, yell for the Medic as loud as you can. he'll hear you, one way or another."

[notagagagirl.livejournal.com]

She nods to show she understands, not trusting her voice at all.

Suddenly, and quite fiercely, she hopes she never sees the Medic until she's back at Milliways.