During winter, sentries are still required even though stray bots don't bother
traveling through the layers of snow. Its a dead chore that generally grants
the poor sap a prize of frostbite. Though the clones are replaceable. New
Merc's are always being born and taught the professions so an amputee is
nothing to fret about. Reginold was this week's sentry. His medic, dear Abigale,
stay within the Bird Nest bunker with her team, fretting about her dear owl.
Being knowledgeable in medical conditions, she knew what he was risking,
but the others would shrug off her worry; it was a part of their job. Giving an
annoyed "Hmmph!", she had poured her dear bird a mug of coffee and made
her way out to her sweetheart.

"You could catch your death out here!" Reginold scolded, his eyes remaining
on the surrounding environment. His only shelter was a half standing shack,
with a crate to sit on. Snow had blown in, though the boards kept most of it away.

"So can you. But not if we keep each other warm," the dove responded as she
sat at his feet and handed him his coffee. Though concerned with her health,
he was greatful for the warm drink and took a few sips before placing his
drink aside and wrapping his arms around her.

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I had to draw this. D:
Drawn to this.

Abigale and Reginold ©

Also, you guys got a sneakpeak of their TF2 setting. They are indeed clones. O v O