Honesty was key to a friendship or are they more than that? "Elliot! You frightened me!" They responded honestly. They stood there for a bit before gaining a fright due to a hand on their shoulder. The hunter snarled at the corpses and the items they gathered. One collapsed and the other watched in horror while turning around from where the source of the bullets is from.īefore they could do anything, they collapsed as well, this time they won't be arriving on the battlefield. Hound pull the gun up and bullets flew at both of them. Rushing to where they were last spotted, their eyes caught on to figures running. Pressing a few buttons again on his arm pad, an orange ring emitted from them and scanned two enemies charging towards them.īloodhound became more serious which meant that they're growing merciless as time flies by. They wielding the gun close to their chest, both hands on the weapon. Even if a P2020 was all the hunter was given by the Gods, it means it'll do. Maybe it was something intimate or just because Bloodhound really got along with the trickster. Their voice was much stern, why? Because they were ready to demolish the enemy who hurt Elliot. "Take this bandage up while I take care of them-" Hound spoke shoving a bunch of healing syringes and shield cells. Seconds later, he was back on his feet feeling much better of course still injured. The recovering male chuckled knowing the truth.
"Hush Elliot, I must heal you." The best cover-up. Hound is flushed under the armour before he contains himself, pretty romantic huh." A grin crawling over his face. A hand under his neck to keep him at a safe posture. They pull Elliot to their lap and inject a familiar serum. "They're currently far let me help." Their voice is hushed, concerned as well. They swiftly duck down pulling Mirage behind looming crates, The body of Mirage's falls which follows with bullets aimed at the Tracker. You couldn't see it but the expression of Bloodhound's under their armour is sheer shock. "Elliot, are you low on anything?" Bloodhound asked. Though no one seems to care.īloodhound finally catches up with the other and now waiting on Wraith. Mirage is too afraid to say something like that incase people mock him for it and the male has a bit of an ego to him so a rep is necessary. At any point in a round, he tries to communicate with Bloodhound just to hear it. It had a metallic, or robotic tone to it and of course the Norwegian accent. Something the male doesn't admit is that he finds the voice fascinating. "This place is clear!" A Norwegian accent passes through Mirage's earpiece. They run around a corner pushing down some buttons shooting out a scanner with a rather far radius. Since the trickster had taken all the good weapons, the tracker had to bother with a P2020. They spot a gun, grabbing it along with the ammo. Bloodhound comes running along, stashing syringes and shield cells away. Mirage was swiping some guns like the EVA-8– Others seem to hate the gun possibly because of the insane range and damage when hit with a headshot.
Bloodhound has a personality much better than Bangalore or Caustic but it's still not as great as Mirages.Įven if it doesn't seem that they wouldn't be a great pair, the two match well.Ī rustling of metal and backpacks echo the halls and rooms.
Though it isn't the most positive way, it's still something. The tracker honours the all-father and tries to lift everyone spirits. On the other hand, Bloodhound does fight like everyone else but they have a soft side to them. The legends were built like machines and had only one objective to kill anything in its path.
Honestly, almost everyone loves his personality but some ridiculed it since the Apex realm wasn't a place for jokers and laughter. Mirage was the joker in the group and tries to grab smiles off of people's faces. _Thank you requesting! These two are actual babes and they both deserve my uwus all of them do but shhh_īloodhound wasn't as talkative as Mirage was.
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