I believe there may be some wires that needs to be replaced, but I am not entirely sure which ones as I cannot reach or see that part of my back.
uum wwell, bastion got soem spare part! ssure can fix!
Bastion hesitated before gently using their repair arm to detach a panel from the small of Orisa’s back. Being so close to Orisa was making Bastion feel uncomfortably warm. If they were still human, the back of their neck would be prickling with sweat.
Despite Torbjorn being back on base (and far more qualified to do repair work), Orisa had gone to them. Did that mean something, or was Bastion looking too deeply into a simple, innocent request?
But this felt oddly intimate, as Bastion peered at Orisa’s wires. Like those scenes in old romantic comedies where the girl asks someone to zip up her dress, and hands linger just a little bit longer than they should…
Bastion shook their head. They should not be daydreaming about romance. They should be doing what their friend Orisa asked.
ookay, can sese a few wwire need replace, wilkl do quick. mmay feeel tickel.
Bastion tried very hard to stop their hands from shaking. They didn’t want to hurt Orisa, or worse, break something important.
It was …strange to be exposed like this, Orisa thought to herself as Bastion replaced the few wires that had almost lost their insulation completely. Not that it was an urgent matter, but better to have them replaced sooner than later. Besides, Bastions repair arm was practically made for doing stuff like this. That and she guessed that they were used to this kind of maintenance on themselves, what with how old they actually were. Sure, they had only recently become self-aware, but she was surprised that they had held together for as long as they had.
She waited patiently until she could no longer feel Bastions repair arm and turned her head. She watched as they put the panel back and-
Bastion, are you overheating?
Bastion really tried their best to focus whilst replacing Orisa’s wires, but all that was going through their mind was something akin to holy heck am touching orisa’s waist aaaaa no stop bastion don’t do a weird oh no what if damage something oh no oh no just change wire aaaa heck bastion don’t know what am doing help why she so cute why this happen to bastion- or something.
Thankfully, Orisa’s tune-up went without issue, Bastion’s internal panicking aside. They delicately (as delicately as Bastion could, anyway) replaced Orisa’s panel – if it were still possible for Bastion to hold their breath, they would be doing so – and then they heard Orisa’s voice.
Bastion was about to reply with a mortified and defensive nO, but they were interrupted by a cloud of steam suddenly erupting from one of their gaskets.
How embarrassing.
She didn’t want to say it out loud, but she feared that overheating may cause serious damage to their core functions, especially since they were an older model. While they may have been state-of-the-art before the crisis, that was no longer the case. Looking at them, she felt a pang of concern for her… friend? She had not thought about their condition at all before, so why now?
Bastion, is there something wrong with your cooling systems?
nnnnoeyssmaybeuuummmmmm
And then Bastion gracefully faceplanted onto the floor.
Mod post: as some of you know, my doves, Vexation&Vendetta, recently died, and a friend had some rescue doves that needed a new home. You guys were super supportive when that happened, so I figured I’d introduce you to these guys! The white one is the female and the speckly one is her mate. Since lady dove has such cool red-orange eyes, I’ll be naming her Arson, but I’m still thinking of names for the gentleman. His name should start with an A because alliteration, and preferably not be a people-name. Suggestions welcome!
In my headcanon, Bruce mentioned this to Nick Fury, and Nick immediately sent Maria Hill out to hire him. He’s the night watchman, runs the cameras and patrols the halls of one of SHIELD’s front companies, over one of their most important top secret facilities. The guy doesn’t know what he’s sitting on, of course, but he’s unflappable and unfailingly sensible and sees the facility through every weird situation with the same patient attitude.
Bruce appreciates him and always makes sure to stop by the desk when he’s nearby, ask about the guy’s wife and kids and grandkids. He gets invited to Thanksgiving and the missus keeps trying to set him up with their daughter.
When Steve meets him, they swap war stories and instantly become BFFs, and sometimes Steve comes by during the guy’s shift with classic diner food and they play Gin for a couple hours over burgers or soup or meatloaf with mashed potatoes and Coca-Cola in glass bottles.
Thor loves to hear the guy tell stories, and believes him the skald of SHIELD.
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