Vacationing

[sentryslinger]

[Continuing this thread, in which Spy has convinced Engineer to spend a vacation with him. Fishing, fine dining, and some enemy bonding ensue.


Engineer steps into the elevator, hitting the button for their floor, pulling at his collar to loosen that next button.]

Hey, thanks again for the dinner and the suit. I'll have to put it to use some other time to justify your spendin' money on all this.

Comments

[not_onyourside]

Why does everyone say zhat? I have not been een an accident yet.

[But he'll keep it under 100. Just for you Engie.]

[sentryslinger]

And I haven't built a sentry that's turned on me yet. Doesn't mean it might not happen someday.

[not_onyourside]

Well zhat ees entirely terrifying.

Zhat could happen?

[sentryslinger]

It could, if I didn't program it right.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees horrible.

Are we all one mistake away from zhe respawn not working as well?

[sentryslinger]

You want the honest answer, or the one that helps you sleep at night?

[not_onyourside]

Mon ami, eef you knew zhe secret to helping me to sleep at night I would never let you go back to your base.

[sentryslinger]

You slept pretty good the other day when you took a nap.

[not_onyourside]

Oui, I did.

[I WONDER WHY THAT WAS, SEMI-NAKED BEDMATE.]

But zhat ees just one time among many. I must sleep every night.

[sentryslinger]

What is it that keeps you up? You know... if you don't mind sharing.

[not_onyourside]

Zhe past mostly. And zhings I cannot change.

[sentryslinger]

[He nods, understanding what Spy means.]

Not much you can do about some things. You can only hope that as time passes and they get further behind us that you stop thinkin' about 'em less.

[not_onyourside]

Maybe someday. But I do not have much time left so eet would be nice for zhat day to come soon.

[sentryslinger]

Before 'retirement,' you mean?

[not_onyourside]

Exactly. Eet would be nice to not be exhausted everyday by lunch.

[sentryslinger]

How many years you reckon you've got left?

[not_onyourside]

Seven I zhink.

Zhen I would be fifty and zhat seems like a nice number for zhem to end eet all on.

[sentryslinger]

You gonna make sure you go without any regrets?

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees zhe idea.

Also een style. I have a suit picked out for zhe occasion.

[sentryslinger]

You'll say your goodbyes too, I assume.

[not_onyourside]

If I know een advance I will.

[sentryslinger]

You ought to. I know you keep insistin' you aren't friends, but I'm bettin' the Sniper would notice if you just up and disappeared.

[Engineer would.]

[not_onyourside]

I zhink he would be mad at me.

Also he might do somezzing drastic and .. regrettable.

[sentryslinger]

You think he'd try to help you.

[not_onyourside]

[There's a really long silence while Spy debates if he should lie.]

Yes.