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The more he looks, the more he finds. Severed file pathways, corrupted syntax, improperly shelved archives. Needles in a haystack, with the amount of data a mech like Ghost carries around. He should delete the films he’s found and leave the rest to gather dust, stop rifling through his caches and spare his hardware the processing strain.
He doesn’t. He saves the scraps he finds in a private, local directory, and he watches them while he charges, or during transit, or low-power stasis. Starts to feel a bit shameful about the whole thing, as if they’re not his to watch. As if he hasn’t got the clearance to remember his own life.
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“Um.”
Robert looks like he just stumbled into a murder scene. Herm supposes it isn’t that far off. “W–I-I…Robert, my–I am.. So s-sorry. I–”
“You realize if you wanted to seduce me there were way better ways to go about it, right?” Robert says, lifting a brow, humorously uncertain.
OR Waterboy is feeling desperate after work, blessed with the house to himself. He gets a little overzealous. Who else to call but Robert?
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“Whitaker, you need to sit down. You have a concussion.” The voice next to him tries to tell him, and it's almost familiar this time.
“Yeah I realized that, I am a fuckin' doctor. Student doctor. Whatever.” he replies, turning to squint at the man sitting next to him. “Look, can you just get Dr. Robby? He’ll tell you I'm fine, I gotta get back to work, I got… patients and shit.”
The man looks at someone behind him, some expression he can’t quite figure out. He starts to say something else, and—oh shit he’s gonna throw up fuck—he tries to lean away and not vomit all over anyone else. He doesn't quite make it.
“Shit,” yeah, he definitely ruined that guy’s shoes. Whoops. “Sorry.”
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“Please don’t tell me the first person who ever touched your dick was Dr. Robby.”
“Um.” He coughs.
“Oh my god I’m gonna fucking die.”
Santos tries to solve Whitaker’s sexual hangups. Whitaker tries to save Robby’s soul. Neither initiative goes exactly to plan.
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So, Soap’s a big guy. Obviously.
He’s not overly tall, but he’s wide in the shoulders and thick in the thighs. He’s the kind of big that’s naturally built all over: training muscles on top of mission muscles on top of an innate bulk.
He’s the kind of big that makes him immovable to most guys.
The kind of big that’s always been -ger than most everyone else—if not by height, than at least by heft.
So when they’re on mission and Ghost spots a grenade before Soap does, and, with no time to warn him, grabs him by the waist and flings him back behind cover, gear and all, Soap’s really not expecting to think much about it, aside from maybe, ‘Oh, shit.’
What he thinks instead is: ‘Oh-hmm.’
And then, in rapid succession: ‘Big.’
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Or, Soap realizes that Ghost is bigger than him. His dick realizes that’s hot.
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