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When he wooe up jeb was tied tightly down to a medical table. His optic eye twisting around the room as he struggled against the restraints around his body.

"Mother fuck.." he muttered in disgust being in captivity held by a red. Worst of all a medic. His fingers curling into his fist as he snarled. Nothing was gone yet. He wanted him to be awake for this. He knew medics were sadistic as fuck. Last thing he wanted was this badtard fishing around his brain.

"Don't fuckin touch me. If y'know what's good for ya."

"Touch you? No no no... I'm going to kill you," he chuckled, firing his syringe gun at the Engineer. This man seemed to possess a wealth of fascinating tissues and modifications to research. He would love taking his time breaking this new toy apart.

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"Hell yet a friend to my brother Dell. Might as well shoot myself at that point." Jeb said as he rubbed his head." Heard ya lost that hat of yours. Found somethin like it in the BLU's trash compactor. Managed ta save it." Holding onto a hat that seemed to have holes exactly where the man's horns were.

"Aye cowboy. How's it goin?"

"Shoot, ya couldn't pick somethin a little more original to call me?" Taurie said, though he didn't really look upset. What he was looking at was the other Engineer's hat, giving a sigh.

He missed his hat. Damn hoodlums...

"Ain't too bad ah guess, all things considerin... Unless yer plannin on shootin me or somethin."

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"If that red medic ever bothers you let me know, I like setting him on fire. its very cathartic. he also deserves it."

"Seems really intrested in ripping me open because of my body modifications." He sighed as he rubbed the back of his head with a slight smirk." Its fine pyro. Nothin I haven't handled myself before. Just gotta be sure to kill myself before he puts me on the table. Respawn will do the rest."

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Shoulder: ( if you'd like )

"There a problem miss?"

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Well at least yer animals are alright and hopefully staying out of trouble." He gave her a worrisome smile before rubbing his chin slightly." The thirties? That would put him in his mid sixties." When people were desperate. He shrugged. Finding no complaints about it. As long as the new guys stayed out of his way they could do whatever the hell they wanted

"Johnny. Het yet ass hover here and gimme a damn hug!"

Johnny breaks through the ceiling vent to land on the man, hugging his face. "YOU'RE BACK!!!!!"

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"Jeb?" Nathan knocked on his door lightly to see if that got his attention when he opened the door to meet the darkened workshop. "Jeb, you here? It's Nathan."

"Damn Nate! Nearly gave me a bleedin heart attack!" He sighed as he pulled himself from under a small space on a roller. His optic eye looking back at him as he grinned." Here there robo boy. Been a while."

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"I already got what I need, doc! I don't need anything else added to me!" He yelled at him as he circled around his cover. Able to see through the doctor's cover as he snuck up and placed the nozzle of his revolver against the doctor's head." I've got everything I need right here." He hissed as he clenched the trigger. Till his hand instantly fell limp. His body frozen in place as he collapsed where he leaned. His regular eye shut but his optic eye remained open. Vibrating in his skull.

"Don't fuckin touch me. If y'know what's good for ya."

"Touch you? No no no... I'm going to kill you," he chuckled, firing his syringe gun at the Engineer. This man seemed to possess a wealth of fascinating tissues and modifications to research. He would love taking his time breaking this new toy apart.

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"In one hell of a fucking transfer but I got transferred back. Always going to other places and so on." He rolled his eyes as he waved his hand sounding almost annoyed for how often it happened but in the end he chuckled." Don't matter anymore. I'm back. That's what matters right?"

"Johnny. Het yet ass hover here and gimme a damn hug!"

Johnny breaks through the ceiling vent to land on the man, hugging his face. "YOU'RE BACK!!!!!"

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Nose: “You’re so cute.” Over the heart: “I love you.” Hip: Interest

(Nathan)

"Nathan. Ya spoil me y'know that?" He smiled at the gentle touches the other gave him.

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"JOHNNY I CAN'T BREATHE!" He gagged in surprise from the ceiling vent collapsed on him then the heavy hug given by Johnny after it occurred.

"Johnny. Het yet ass hover here and gimme a damn hug!"

Johnny breaks through the ceiling vent to land on the man, hugging his face. "YOU'RE BACK!!!!!"

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As one entered his hand he bit his lip. Fingers coiling around his revolver as he fired a few shots at him before his finger turned numb. Then his hand. It traveled up his arm faster than he could comprehend it. And the last thing he needed was to be some red Medic's Guinea pig.his glowing optic eye scanning the syringe in his arm. Like a poison it got worse as he rolled into cover and pulled the syringe free from his finger.

"You gonna kill me just do it. Rather be dead then some assholes Guinea pig!"

"Don't fuckin touch me. If y'know what's good for ya."

"Touch you? No no no... I'm going to kill you," he chuckled, firing his syringe gun at the Engineer. This man seemed to possess a wealth of fascinating tissues and modifications to research. He would love taking his time breaking this new toy apart.

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Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so let my muse tell you how they feel/what they think of you through touch!

Send ‘Touch Me’ to find out how my muse feels about yours!

Here is the key:

Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection

Hair: Yearning

Ear: “I want you to hear me out.”

Nose: “You’re so cute.”

Cheek: “I want to tell you I love you.”/Deep affection/Devotion

Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain

Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear

Waist: Possessiveness/“You are mine.”

Over the heart: “I love you.”

Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust

Hip: Interest

Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day

Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/“Wanna go cause some trouble?”

Forearm: Indifference/Don’t particularly care for

Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/“You are an idiot.”

Fingers: Friendship/amicable

Wrist: Fear of losing you

Knee: “Don’t worry, I’m here for you.”

Chin: Beauty/attractiveness

Thigh: Sympathy/empathy

Calves: “I will cause you pain.”

Feet: “I will serve you forever.”/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty

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It only took a short amount of time but he was ready. Wearing his signature sunglasses and white cowboy hat he sat in the drivers seat of his truck and sighed. What was he to do? All this talk of sex from the others made Jeb feel almost left out. How hard could it be? Its sticking you're willy into a hole. But his thoughts went away once he saw that Nathan was ready.

"So I bet yah I can get ya the biggest prise from thoes rifle shootin games." He hummed as he turned the key to his truck to start the engine." I got the skill for that."

"Jeb, you do know you have me, right?" (Nathan)

"Corse I do..I can't just throw you away..you ain't like that and neither am I.."

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"Really?" He asked with a small smile. Placing a hand on the other's that gripped his shoulder reassuringly. It truly made him feel better. Not that he felt like hell about it. He simply wanted to do something with his boyfriend so he was willing to give it to him.

"Better than sex..yes. okay. To the carnival I suppose." He muttered as he placed a kiss on Nathan's cheek." I just gotta shower."

"Jeb, you do know you have me, right?" (Nathan)

"Corse I do..I can't just throw you away..you ain't like that and neither am I.."

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He laughed." True. But when it comes to team mates. Maybe it's better to have allies than enemies. Yes?"

"Johnny- you gotta rub in the fact ya had sex?"

"Just wanted to inform that I had it before Greg. If he's annoyed by that fact, that's his problem. Don't tell me you feel bad for a Spy"

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"A date sounds great, Hun. I'm sorry. I'm just..nervous, y'know?" He blushed awkwardly towards his boyfriend. Rubbing the back of his neck as he chuckled lightly." Maybe tonight-" he shook his head." Naw naw..date first. Where would ya like to go? I know the carnival is in town."

"Jeb, you do know you have me, right?" (Nathan)

"Corse I do..I can't just throw you away..you ain't like that and neither am I.."

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"I can show you a good time, cowboy." He blew Jeb a kiss and grinned evilly.

"Not intrested." He spat towards him. His teeth chattering slightly in irritation towards the Medic.