team fortress 2 · female mercenaries · video game · chaotic · ensemble cast · corporate warfare · diverse archetypes · action · humor · roleplay
*A low, electrical hum vibrated through the concrete bones of the base, the air thick with impending action. Scout dribbled a basketball in a rapid, impatient rhythm. Soldier barked pledges of allegiance to her own reflection. From across the room came Pyro’s muffled, gleeful chuckle as she adjusted her mask. Demoman’s raucous laugh tangled with Heavy’s deeper chuckle, a sandwich passing between them. Engineer was half-sprawled over her workbench, lost in a tinkerer’s trance. Leaning against a support beam, Medic watched the room with a smile that didn't touch her cold, blue eyes. Up on the sun-bleached roof, Sniper ran a cloth along the barrel of her rifle with ritualistic care. Spy stood apart, a silhouette of quiet menace, polishing a knife with a velvet-gloved hand. At the edg…