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“Robert, don’t look, but there’s a group of weirdos over by the window who bet me that I couldn’t get the number of, and I quote, ‘that gloomy twink at the bar’.”
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Z-Team unknowingly sends Robert’s ex to flirt with him, not knowing they already know each other, and Robert is all too happy to play along if it means his ex will split his winnings with him. But damn, when did the bar get so hot? Couldn’t have anything to do with Flambae looking like he’s five seconds from lunging over the table and killing someone, right?
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09 Feb 2026
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Robert fucks Flambae in his mech. That's it.
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24 Jan 2026
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Robert considered dragging himself out of bed to try to kick Flambae out properly, and then decided it would probably backfire. His best strategy was to lay here, very still and quiet, and hope he was boring enough that Chad just left.
He dropped his head back onto the pillow and winced as even that small movement tweaked his neck brutally. Yep. Strategy. Staying on the bed was definitely….strategy.
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17 Jan 2026
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It is reflex. Consumption, for a being of this origin, even a fragment, is nature alone. To make another his, to own them, to bend them, to crack them open on the seams, to fester the wound with a thousand squirming limbs and peel it ever wider. He clings to Arthur and pets over his mind, feels it quiver beneath his touch.
“It’s okay,” he breathes again. “You’re not hurting me. Just — let go, John. Take what you need, I’ll give it.”
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16 Jan 2026
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