Tf2 Comic Engineer Novels & Stories

More like my personal doctor but I don’t pay him to be one, he just wants to. I knocked on the door and opened it. I watched the man in lab gown as I close the door. His back is on me as he types at his computer, so I can freely watch his manly back for a sec. Even though he has his back on me, anyone can tell he’s handsome. On the computer, I can see documents on it. Probably, patient’s documents. “Done admiring my sexy back, Shil?” Laith’s sexy baritone voice reaches my ears. I rolled my eyes at the boastfulness lingering on it.

she said. Tartarus’ Chief Engineer appeared on her comms display. He looked determined, and was suited up for the field. His uniform was covered in smudges and all sorts of tools hung off it. Behind him were a number of his subordinates, and they were repairing one of the many blown transformers all over the base.

[The Engineer] Sebastian crawled into the engine compartment. It was hot, loud, and reeked of gasoline. He saw the problem instantly. The fuel injector was shattered. It was a complex mechanical failure. Most people would give up. But Sebastian Sterling had built nuclear reactors. He had designed aero-engines. This was child's play. "Tube!" he shouted. Harper ripped a piece of rubber seal from the window frame and handed it to him. "Hold the light steady!" Sebastian yelled at Braun. His hands were shaking from his neurological condition. He couldn't thread the screw. Damn it. Not now.