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    The air to Robert’s left grows warm, then hot—a concentrated sunlight that finally forces him to glance up. 

    Flambae’s hovering over the catwalk now, still nothing but a silhouette of fire. No trace of flesh. No trace of bones. Even his eyes are consumed by flames, leading Robert to wonder about the reliability of the man’s vision. He is a floating fiery ghoul, by all accounts. 

    One who may or may not be able to see. 

    Even so, the sight is formidable. He’d be impressed—seeing the effect up close like this is different than seeing it through the Mecha Man suit—but the image of the man slipping on a puddle and breaking his tooth on the bar makes it difficult to be anything but vaguely amused.

    “If you’re gonna throw me off, could you at least do it in your other form?” Robert asks listlessly. “I’d like to die without third-degree burns, if at all possible.”

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    or; dispatch, but flambae is a romance option

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    A series of cute Invisimech scenes that form a larger narrative. Will update periodically as my motivation waxes and wanes. If you have suggestions or requests, lemme know and if I like the idea I might slip it in. Hope you enjoy!

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    Flambae finally learns the trick to getting Robert to go to sleep: laying on top of him.

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    A random villain-of-the-week makes Robert late for work. It's only by a few minutes, yet the encounter that hardly lasted a few seconds instills a sudden chill in Robert's bones. Its persistence is matched only by the Z-Team's stubbornness as they force their dispatcher to join them in activities they think will warm him up.

    But none of it matters if Robert can't learn to believe he'll ever be warm again... or that he deserves the warmth this team brings him.
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    Post-Episode 8 (Good/Pacifist/No Romance/Everyone is Forgiven ending)
    Trigger Warnings: Self-destructive/self-harming tendencies, suicidal ideation/thoughts, near-death experience(s)

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    Flambae grinned as he unmuted his mic, asking the entire team “What’s a good line to text a guy during a blackout?”

    He waited a moment for Robert’s response. Whatever it was, he’d commit it to memory and send it to him when he lands. God he was so good at this flirting shit, he should do it professionally.

    “I’m looting the Ralph’s, d’you want anything?”

    Okay, that was shit, there was no way he was texting him that.

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    the not-at-all long awaited Flambae POV version of my first posted fic!

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