PHOENIX.

"It's one of my things." Perry grumbles, crossing his arms beneath his chest. "I can also climb walls, and shoot webs." He points out, happy that Oliver was teasing him. All of the medical bay staff had been overly nice, quickly annoying Gossamer. He didn't want to be coddled. Perry had more kills under his belt than experienced soldiers, and was one of the deadliest assets Pandora controlled. He wasn't some delicate little thing in need of extra care and attention.

“ Why would it be unfair? ” His brow raised in confusion, unsure how to interpret that answer. “ Don't you know how my powers work? It's quite simple. ” The healer took the liberty to sit on the same bed where Gossamer lay. He pulled the sheets all the way down his waist to get a better look at the patient. He made a disgusted face at the sight of the wound and quietly covered the injury again. “ They gave my fluids healing properties, so... saliva, blood, sweat, semen, tears, anything. Normally, I just give myself a small cut and let the magic happen. Unfortunately, I've already lost too much blood today, which means my powers are greatly weakened. So, if I’m going to help anyone now, I’ll have to rely on some alternative options. ” He cupped the assassin's face, thumb brushing his lower lip. “ Sharing fluids is one way to increase the efficacy of my abilities... so I ask — do you want to get out of here? ”

Niko felt comfortable saying these statements because at the end of the day? He knew he wasn't the mole. So why should he be afraid if they suspect him? Besides, as someone who spent a good portion of his life in the crime syndicate? He's quite used to working under the watchful eye of others. So that wouldn't be anything new for him. He let out a chuckle as he heard the other man's words and shook his head.

“ I guess there's no reason to worry, really. Even if I damaged your face, once the power inhibitors are off, I could just fix it. I'll even let you choose the treatment method that suits your preference. ”

location: level 04 - the medical bay

“ so i’ve heard. ” oliver leaned against the wall facing the patient, arms crossed, a smile hanging on his lips. “ enjoying the vacation? how did this even happen? i thought your whole deal was avoiding danger. very suspicious. did you let himself get injured on purpose to avoid working? ” his tone made it clear that he was only playing around. oliver had only seen gossamer a few times before and, even in those occasions, they had barely interacted. it wasn't enough for the veteran to form an opinion. but judging from everything he's ever read or heard about the envy agent, gossamer wouldn't put himself in that situation. “ you really don't look that well. ” he began to make his way towards the bed, stopping right in front of the younger man. “ lucky for you, i have the solution. just one kiss should do the trick. unless you're planning to stay here for the whole week. ”

a short, sardonic laugh escaped the agent’s lips at the notion that mentorship was reserved for the well-behaved. he would've taken the comment more seriously if he weren't a mentor himself in his spare time. “ yeah, right. because we never sleep with rookies. ” the self - accusation hung in the air, and ollie didn't seem to care. judgement was the last thing he expected from warlord. knowing the blonde, he found it hard to believe he wasn't involved in a few escapades over the years. mentoring was a stressful job – sometimes you just have to blow up some steam, and the new recruits just happen to be the ones hanging around your orbit. some valid points were made, but it wasn't enough to convince oliver. “ you sound almost impressed by them. it's not how you make them feel. oh, if only you could hear everything they say behind your back, ” he made a small pause, a brow raising in curiosity. “ have you ever heard anyone saying negative things about me? ” he wasn't a difficult person to live with and rarely shown any anger. has he even been involved in a fight with another agent? his memory could only trace back to playful banter, but never a serious argument. he could already imagine whispers floating around, claiming that no one could be so calm. it wouldn't be so crazy that some could consider his behavior insincere. circling back to the traitor talk, oliver immediately rolled his eyes at the first sight of that signature smirk, already regretting his words. he played along, shifting closer to the patient. “ and since when is that an ‘ or ’ type of question? ” he grabbed the soldier's shirt and leaned forward, voice matching the other's intonation. “ i trust you and i want to get in your pants. those aren't mutually exclusive. if you don't drop it with the teasing, i will fuck you in that bed right there. cameras be damned. ” he pointed at the patient's bed with his head and tugged saint even closer. “ drop the smirk. ”

"Probably not all of the other guys." Lifeweaver admitted oh-so-humbly. "So I would probably kill the threatening ones first before you guys realized what I was doing. The guys who could instantly kill me. After all, I can heal any damage done to me as long as I can drain someone's life." Niko pointed out with a cheeky grin and playfully booping the other man's nose with a finger.

Oliver shook his head at the boastful comments, rolling his eyes in direct response to the bop on his nose. In a playful manner, the healer seized Niko's wrist to bite his finger. Why was he allowing this dude to distract him from work? He glanced behind his shoulders and realized no patients had entered since Lifeweaver arrived. His attention shifted back to the younger agent, his face suppressing a smile.

Nico shakes his head. "No, I don't know if I see them wasting resources like this for something like that. I think this project czernbog or whatever is trying to fuck with our heads. And if they are? It's definitely working."

oliver rolled his eyes and smiled along following the cocky remark. “ you really think you could take all the other guys? ” grabbing lifeweaver by the shirt, phoenix shoved him back against the wall, their face dangerously close. “ you couldn't even take me. and i don't have any offensive powers. ” he was just teasing, his voice charged with a flirtatious intonation but still challenging nico's competitive side. “ that's the problem with your generation. always so arrogant. thinking you can conquer the world. ”

oliver’s lips curled into a smile and his head gave a knowing shake before warlord even opened his mouth, already expecting something stupid. knowing each other for roughly ten years, phoenix could almost predict the exact words the blonde was about to say.  “ agent, please behave. ” he circled around the older man and stopped behind him. with a gentle touch, phoenix lifted the repaired arm and carefully traced the muscles with his fingertips for an unnecessary closer inspection. “ this isn't the right place for any… special treatment. ” the flirtatious atmosphere shifted into a darker topic, and ollie readjusted accordingly —– moving around to face warlord, wearing a more stoic face, straightening his shoulders, and clearing his throat.  “ personally i would rule out a few operatives. anyone who's been working here for less than three years. i'm not convinced any of these new recruits can fool us – anyone who's been an agent for at least … 8 years? you can't live here for so long without a change of heart. after all the missions, the dangers we face… together. we're brothers –– at least when we're ignoring our sexual needs. ” he let out a small chuckle.  “ if someone told me you were the traitor, i wouldn't believe them. ”

it  took  a  monumental  amount  of  trust  for  victor  to  remain  still  in  front  of  phoenix,  an  arm  outstretched  on  top  of  a  table,  allowing  the  other  agent  to  work  on  his  injury.  trust  that  was  now  shaken  due  to  the  circulating  rumor  of  a  mole  among  them.  working  for  the  kgb,  out  of  all  institutions,  and  it  made  victor  jittery,  uneasy.

“ can you imagine? sharing an apartment with the enemy? ” he paused for a moment, with his lips curling into a bigger smile each second that passed. with a shrug, he added. “ maybe. who knows? i don't actually see my roommate that often. we haven't been paired up together for long and our schedules are complete opposites. ” he sat down and leaned against the chair, seeking a more comfortable position after hours of moving from patient to patient. he shifted the focus of the conversation back to volt. “ how about your roomie? do you trust them? ”

"Are we sure that the information is even accurate?" Lifeweaver asked with a snort. His arms were crossed as he leaned against the wall. Gazing mindlessly down at his nails. Nico wasn't injured. He was also helping out. As much as he hated it, if it kept him from being viewed as a mole and having to not deal with some annoying people digging around in his head? He'll try to earn any brownie points that he can.

“ so you think this is just another case of the executives messing with our heads? ” oliver raised a brow, really considering the suggestion. it wouldn't be impossible, considering all the shit the agents face in order to stay on top of their game. after covering his cut with adhesive bandages, phoenix turned to lifeweaver and closed the gap between them, cornering him against the wall. he pressed an index against his chest, a suspicious frown forming on his face. “ unless you have a secret reason why you want us to dismiss the rumors. or am i being paranoid… mr. mole? ” it took seconds for ollie to break character and burst into laughter. teasingly, he said: “ as if you could pull that off. ”

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