Robert Robertson III: Unofficial Office Nurse
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"What's with him?" Robert murmured, snatching one last jelly donut from the pile for himself. "Did he get knocked on the head in the ambush or something?"
"I think he got burnt out. I should drag his ass home ASAP."
"Burnt out? You mean…Like a candle?" Robert asked, for which he was rewarded with a deeply unamused look of disapproval.
"I swear Bobby boy, sometimes I think that if I sent you in for an IQ test, you'd come back negative—where the fuck do you think the fire comes from? Fuckin' mega fuego hot sauce packets?"
Flambae goes through less- than- welcome side effects of overusing his powers. Good thing Robert's expertise covers more than just dispatching.Series
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"Chase, I need you to pass on a message to Blonde Blazer that Sonar and I might be a bit late to the shift; seems like there's an emergency," he explained, scooping Beef up into his arms.
"Fuck's sake, what is it now?" Chase shouted, posture tighter than strings on a violin. "Did the bat freak piss himself and needs a change of diapers? They aren't babies, Robert; they are convicted fucking criminals," he reminded.
"Correct, they are criminals Chase, not irredeemable monsters—and that means they are not exempt from the occasional human need for compassion; now if you'll excuse us, we have a hero to save."
Withdrawal is not very kind to Sonar, but at least he now knows Robert and Malevola will accompany him in his miserySeries
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An awful piercing crackle resounded in Robert's headset, followed by a distress call that made all the blood drain from his face.
"Prism? Prism, can you hear me? What's going on?"
Robert's eyebrows furrowed as the ear-piercing static continued. He was ninety percent sure the only legible word was backup.
Shit, shit, shit, shit! Sure, the team was a little spread thin today, but what had possessed him to send her off to mediate in a hostage bank takeover with zero backup?
Robert and Prism have an utterly terrible shift.
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Robert felt blood drain away from his face as his colleague began to flicker in front of him; he shot out of his chair and held her steady, fearing her legs might buckle under her at any moment. From this close, her breathing sounded like a skateboard rolling on the sidewalk.
"Why the fuck did you bother coming in today? Do you honestly think you can do anything besides laying flat on your ass?" Robert sighed, practically dragging her towards the infirmary.
"Blazer would have my ass if I ditched a shift again." She shrugged. An obvious lie.
"Ever heard of taking PTO? The only thing Blazer could currently be getting on your ass for is being a walking health hazard and an on-field liability,"
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Invisigal contracts bronchitis.
Robert gets a reality check.
Beef recieves lots of cuddles.Series