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SPY ⬤ Team Fortress 2
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moonblessing ⬤ Cordis (Exalted; Kitsune)

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[Spy has been... getting comfortable. It's a strange feeling; he'd gotten so used to fighting for his life that being able to shut off and go through the motions is a strange comfort. A toolbox sitting outside his door is definitely a strange sight, though, and he stops in the middle of the hallway once he notices it. His first thought is that it might be revenge for breaking into Engie's house, so he does the usual threat assessments before he even thinks of taking it inside.

Handling it like a bomb case, he sets it on the dining room table, carefully opens it, and... stares blankly at the little wrapped gift inside. Once he's read the note, though, he relaxes moderately, and he little cufflinks in the package actually have him smiling. It also serves as a nice reminder.

So he cleans up a little bit, fits the new cufflinks on (and flips them a little just to get used to them), and heads down to Engie's workshop. When Engie opens the door, Spy flashes the new cufflinks with a coy but surprisingly fond smile - but one hand stays behind his back.]

Hello, Dell. I got your gift.

[spah]

[Engie nearly jumps when he answers the door. Not because he didn't expect Spy to like it, but... well. He definitely didn't expect Spy to show up at his door over it this quickly.

And the cuffs do work well with that suit, too. He's actually proud of himself.

The Texan takes a couple blinks to shake off the surprise, and suddenly smiles as he leans against the door.]

I take it you like 'em?

[He gestures to the cuffs, clearly being worn.]

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[(Hey, at least he didn't break in this time.) Spy takes a moment to admire the way the new cufflinks catch the light and, with a little practice, flips them open. He looks at Engie again, cocking a brow.]

Stylish and functional. You know me too well. Thank you.

[He drops his hands again and clears his throat. Thanking Engie was the easy part, but now he's going into unfamiliar territory. It's almost palpable, the way his demeanor changes into something a little less... sure.]

However, it also reminded me that I found something. It's... not quite as personal as these, but -

[He pulls a box out from behind his back and holds it out.]

I found it a few days ago and thought of you.

[In the box is something that looks quite a lot like a standard pipe wrench, except the box is way too light. The logo at the bottom pretty clearly states it's made of chocolate.]

[spah]

[Engie half-folds his arms and nods with approval as Spy shows them off. Damn - they really did work.]

I had a feeling you'd like 'em.

[It's not like Engineer knew what happened in that courtroom back in Teufort, much less that Spy had a tiny knife out of his fake teeth, but he had a feeling that the man would appreciate an incredibly small stabbing device all the same.

Then Spy suddenly hesitates, and Engineer quirks a brow. It takes him a good second to realize what's going on, even when Spy has the box out in front of him. There's a long pause, an couple blinks, and suddenly - the merc bursts into laughter as he takes the box.

Not mocking laughter. It's the happily surprised kind. Engie looks the box over.]

I'll be damned! They make somethin' like this??

[Yeah, he likes it.]

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If you continue learning my tastes, Dell, I may have to kill you.

[Spy's lip quirks upwards just slightly, which is the only tell that he's kidding. He's almost certainly killed someone over something like this before.

Regardless, Spy huffs quietly at his reaction to the chocolate wrench, folding his hands behind his back again in a much more relaxed stance and looking pretty damn pleased.]

A few different ones, yes. A gimmick item, perhaps, but I'm glad you enjoy it.

[spah]

Hell, I'm surprised you didn't already.

[Said between the bewildered joy that came with looking at a chocolate wrench.]

Goddamn. I don't think I can even eat this thing.

[That's a lie. He definitely will... later. For now, though, he looks up at Spy - who he's known long enough to know when he's pretty damn pleased - and smiles wide.]

Thanks, Spook. I appreciate it. Honest.

[Is that smile turning a little sweet?? Maybe. Probably. Absolutely.]