*sticks my leggy out real far* Any Agent 100 romance tidbits to share? I waited three years for this game and I'm ready to wait three more for the sequel. It's so good and well written and I'm buzzing with excitement already.
Thank you!
And since you give me the ol’ razzle-dazzle (and since someone else already asked so I was going to do it anyway) I offer this tiny hypothetical scene
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"May I?" he asks. You nod, and he runs his hands over your shoulder. You can tell he's trying to be as gentle as possible, to keep it from hurting even more. "Hm. Definitely dislocated."
"Can you pop it back in?"
He looks up at you, serious, but unsurprised. "Are you sure? Might well be safer to wait until you can get it done by a proper medic."
"We're so far past safety now," you say through gritted teeth. "Do it."
He nods, and lifts your arm to brace it. It takes great effort to keep you from whimpering in pain.
"Ready?" he says, locking eyes with you.
You grab your jacket from the side and stuff the fabric into your mouth. "Mm-hmm."
He moves, and you scream into the cloth as sickening pain flares through your shoulder. After an unbearable few seconds the pain recedes - not gone, but lessened - and you spit out the jacket and gasp like someone surfacing from near-drowning.
"There you go," 100 says soothingly. His hand is still on your shoulder. "Worst part's over."
You flex your fingers experimentally, and wipe away the sweat that your face is suddenly dripping with. Feeling drained, you let your head fall to rest against him.
"You'll be fine," he continues, and his hand goes from your shoulder to your neck, absent-mindedly stroking your hair.
It takes you both a second to realise what you're doing.
