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I saw this in one of my magazines, Monsieur Pyro, and thought you might like it. Even if you do not smoke, it is still rather novel and I'm sure a man of your talents will put it to good use.

It occurs to me that I do not know you very well and therefore would not be able to think of a more personal gift for you. We should remedy that, hmm? The invitation goes for you as well, Monsieur Heavy. I think we BLU's all know the importance of familiarity, oui? Least of all, it gives one the ability to select nice Christmas gifts.

On a not at all nor in any way related note, perhaps I might borrow both you and your axe sometime soon, Monsieur Pyro?

Also, Scout, my copy has come in, so I assume yours has as well. The articles are all marked to hell, but the pictures got out of HQ's censoring unscathed.

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Good morning, my fellow BLU's.

Consider, if you will, our situation for a moment.

We are down two men to the RED's (Yes, two. Seems they have a Demoman now, lucky pricks). Of the positions we have unfilled on our team, two are in our defensive classes which leaves Ingénieur all on his lonesome. If that weren't enough, half of our team is comprised of new and inexperienced recruits. We are at a grave disadvantage.

Really though, I don't think we've done all we can to make it as easy as possible for the RED's to ruin our shit. Perhaps we should shoot ourselves in the feet before we leave respawn? Or maybe forsake firearms altogether and fight melee only? Don't misunderstand me! Not being familiar enough with each other to know if one of us was a potential rapist or not? That was truly inspired. It will be hard to top indeed.

I have faith, though, that if we put our minds to it and work out a strategy, we can do it!

All sarcasm aside, I do not particularly give a shit about the politics of the war. However, it would be nice not to have to come in from the battlefield to find dissension in the ranks because Monsieur Rouge is exploiting our vulnerabilities for his own amusement. At the very least, I think we ought to know each other well enough to be able to say without any hesitation that, no, our Sniper will not corner and molest us in the control room and if he is attempting to do so then, no, he's probably not our Sniper.

I propose we spend an evening getting better acquainted. And that we Spycheck the fuck out of each other beforehand.

Ingénieur, please say you have coffee brewed.

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Thanks to Monsieur Ingénieur, we now have a radio that can pick up stations from further away. Meaning we have access to the news and no longer have to make due with these out of date newspapers I keep seeing in the common room. Aside from that, we can also listen to music recorded within the last decade by someone other than the goddamn Beatles.

I've set it up in the common room. Enjoy, but as I told Ingénieur, do take care with it.

Maybe some of you handsome men will dance with me?


P.S. Ingénieur points out to me that the radio can pick up any station anywhere. How? I do not know. He's the one with the Ph.D's. If you are truly curious, you should direct inquiries to him.

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