[tearhex]

It was dark in the RED base, the fight had ended not long ago with the RED team victorious. Even so, some of the team mates managed to get themselves hurt.
One of these people was the RED team’s female Scout Heather, who also went by the name Tearhex.
The Medic Eliza shook he head and said in an almost angry tone, her voice edged by her German accent. “Vhat did I zay about jumping across zhe buildings?”
The Blue haired scout looked away, fiddling with the wrapping on her hands “they attract attention - Don’t do it..” Was her mumbled reply.
“Exactly! Zo, vhy did you?”
She looked to the one of the other people in the room – one of her best friends Drake the RED spy – for help.
Eliza snapped her fingers at her “You got zhot – in zee LEG.”
“‘Ow was I supposed to know that a sniper was hiding in OUR area?!”When she had been running back to base, the stolen intel under her arm, her right leg had been shot out from under her from an enemy sniper. She would have been killed if her brother Allan hadn’t of picked her up. Or if Drake hadn’t of killed the guy. Or if Jeremy hadn’t of come rushing about with a shovle.
So she had needed to be saved. A lot. At least she got the intel right?
Eliza finished wrapping up the wound, and helped her off the table “Zo, be careful, ja? Not to much running. Or you vill have house arrest”
Tearhex grumbled “Yeh yeh…” before limping over to her companions.