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The Rod of Aesculapius 3/?
Date: 2011-10-29 02:05 pm (UTC)“Well, since I regard this discussion as a part of a medical treatment I see no harm in answering.” The Elder took a deep breath. “It leaves me very frustrated at times, if I am being honest.”
“Hm.” Trying to sound nom-committing, Arcade focussed on a particularly hard string of muscles on the right side of McNamara’s neck. The Elder hissed, but took another deep breath and breathed it out again slowly. “Sorry, sir.”
The Elder exhaled softly through his nose sounding mildly amused.
“So... can I be frank?”
“By all means.”
“Is there any chance that now, after the Courier helped you to open the Bunker again, of you getting outside and meeting... you know. Someone?”
“What?” This time, he sounded genuinely amused. “Visit the Strip incognito, get drunk and wake up the next morning surrounded by a gaggle of pretty young... girls?”
Was he being baited? Another ever so tiny, meaningful pause. Arcade couldn’t imagine the Elder having to refrain from blundering that way twice in the same conversation, and decided to drop careful fencing in favour of blurting it out. “You could find yourself surrounded by a gaggle of strapping young man, as well.”
“Ah.”
Never before had Arcade heard a word that small being so heavy with meaning. “Your personal preferences change nothing about the consequences of being involved with subordinates, I guess”, he said after a small, pregnant pause. He could feel the Elder’s shoulders tense under his fingers before he tried to relax again.
“Indeed not”, he said after a moment of silence. “And yes, since I cannot simply leave my post the chance of meeting someone by chance is... slim. At best.”
“Hm”, Arcade replied again, and realised his fingers were trembling ever so slightly. “Slim”, he said slowly. “Slim, but not impossible.”
The Elder chuckled again, but the sound died in his throat before he could make a reply as Arcade let his fingers trail down his neck in what was decidedly more a caress than the touch of a physician. McNamara in turn froze, but after a few heartbeats reached out and slowly pressed one of the buttons before him.
Arcade flinched, but nothing happened apart from a hissing sound that made him look up to realized the doors had closed again. A red light blinked beside them, and three chirps sounded ominously loud in the silent room.
“I have not alarmed the guards, if this is what you were wondering”, McNamara said slowly. “I merely... locked the door.” Arcade felt his throat go a little dry, as McNamara turned his head to look at him, smiling ever so slightly.
“Ah.”
Sorry for the cliffhanger, I’m running out of time right now. I hope I find time to write more tonight. There’s going to be smut, I swear. Sorry, I always need forever to get going and get to the real stuff.
Re: The Rod of Aesculapius 3/?
Date: 2011-10-29 02:41 pm (UTC)"Ah."
Re: The Rod of Aesculapius 3/?
Date: 2011-10-29 03:51 pm (UTC)This is beautiful :)