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    “I’m making negative five thousand dollars each month?” Robert’s mouth fell open and he wasn’t sure he could afford to close it. 

    Sonar just nodded. “Sure are. Your credit card debt has credit card debt. I’m honestly shocked your credit score isn’t six.” 

    “So I’m just poor? That’s it?” 

    “Sucks to suck dude.” Sonar stood up, stretching as he yawned. “Bet you wish you’d sealed the deal with Blonde Blazer now, huh?” 

    “I’m not hot enough to fuck my way into triple my salary and a new suit.”

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    or; Robert becomes a phone sex operator. Flambae becomes his best client.

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    26 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 14

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    current objectives include: figuring out why his boyfriend is upset, tending to said upset boyfriend's work-related injuries, and cleaning up a decades' worth of the red ring's messes on top of all this. none of this counts for overtime, either.

    wherein it's been years since shroud's death, and robert robertson still has his work cut out for him.

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    25 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    “Yeah, what the fuck, Robert? I’m—”

    Flambae swallows hard, putting his lunch down on the counter. The weird feeling just keeps getting worse. Suddenly food sounds a lot less appealing than it did a minute ago.

    “I’m fine,” he says. “I’m fine!” he says a little louder, so he can hear himself over the ringing in his ears.

    Or: Flambae discovers the consequences of overextending himself.

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    20 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    He falls out of sight, and she braces for—something. God, anything really. Grief, regret, guilt and whatever else. She should be feeling those things, right? After all, she just murdered the guy. She looked right into the mech's cockpit (heh, cock) and made one-sided contact with brown eyes (god, they were so big and brown and angry) and planted the bomb anyway, all so that she wouldn't have to spend half of her life paying Shroud back for a working set of lungs.

    But nothing comes. No grief. No regret. No guilt.

    So she shrugs, and takes a smooth drag of her cigarette—and throws her head back because fuck, being able to smoke like she's fifteen again fucking rocks. Might just be worth the blood on her hands.

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    15 Mar 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    Robert Robertson had on his hands two new and equally troubling concerns.
    Firstly: Robert Robertson has a new couch. He’s not even sure if it’s made of cherrywood.
    Secondly: Robert Robertson had killed a man. And frankly, who knew what he was meant to make of that.
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    Robert has avenged his father - what happens now, and who will he be when he next gets back in the Mech? Is it a good use of Mecha Man's free time to furnish his apartment when it already has everything he needs (depressing floor to lie on, depressing water pressure to stand under, depressingly empty pinboard to throw darts at)? If SDN could go ahead and schedule that psych eval they keep yammering on about maybe he can stop ruining the vibes in the IKEA showroom a little sooner. Mandy, too, is suddenly left without a suit she's been yearning to slough-off more often for as long as she can remember and is coping extremely well with going cold-turkey on Blazer. She's never had more time to focus on corporate email-headaches and what a normal level of human sensation is than right now - and she's living the civilian dream. The insomnia will probably be fine. Remembering how to sleep can't be that hard.

    Postcanon, no established romance

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    23 Feb 2026