Doooooc, I think I hit my head too hard. You got a minute to flash me some of the old heals? I saw a weird spaceman fall out of the sky and kill a Heavy in one hit and he was talking to me about slingshots.
He blinks, the open door letting the cold air in.
"I’m… sawwry, but I am not a licensed doctor. Nor do I haff zhe, ahem, equipment anymore."
If Soldier was to look inside, he could see a certain man poof away in an emerald colored cloud and that a second couch appeared in the living room…
"Soldier! I am living here now. He offered me shelter when I was in danger of freezing to death, and I took the chance. And once again, your knowledge of anatomy is still as skewed as always…"
"My knowledge is not skewered in the least bit! He’s got red hair, he’s got a butt! That means that he has red hair on his butt!” Soldier clenched his fists as he strode right up infront of Merasmus. “And you had better hope that he took out a life insurance policy on you, because if he did, I’m about to make him a whole lot of cash!”
Fritz stepped in between the two tense men, putting his hands on their chests.
"Zhere vill be no fighting in my house! I took in Merasmus of my own good vill, und I don’t vant him smeared across my vall. Plus I vant my house to remain standing, zhank you very much! Und from hearing his stories about you, I am not exactly happy vith your attitude Herr!"