My Adrenaline

A Junkie's Life At Home

Ten Minutes Later

It had been ten minutes before he arrived at his place, less than half the amount of time it would of taken if he didn't use his stim. When he arrived he stretched his arms over his head and yawned before plopping himself down on the living room couch.
"Hola chicas! ¿Cómo èstas?"
He said turning towards two women, his medic and engineer, Lifeline and Rampart.
"Fine, not sure your buddy Lifeline can say the same though, your late!"
Rampart said while fixing up her latest creation, Sheila. Lifeline on the other hand was walking over to Octane, drum sticks in hand.
"Your late! You were supposed to be back an hour ago!"
She said right before hitting him over the head with one of the drum sticks.
"Aw!..were you worried about me chica?"
He joked before getting hit over the head once again.
"Don't push it Siva!"
Rampart chimed in.
"Yeah, I wouldn't do that right now Octane, she's pissed!"
She said before following her own remark with a chuckle. Rampart enjoyed seeing these two fight, it was always super intriguing to watch. Rampart walked over to both of them.
"As much as I'd like to see you two go at it we need to do his check up and repair!"
Lifeline let out a sigh, as much as she hated to say it, Rampart was right. Rampart pulled out a chair as Lifeline pulled him off of his and sat him down onto the other one.
"Now stay still for five minutes."
He let out a dramatic sigh.
*"Fiiiiiiine!.."*
Lifeline leaned forward slightly before realizing that his face had bandaids and he had bandages on his arms and hands.
"What the...who on earth did this?"
She ask with a confused stare.
"What?"
"Yeah what is it Che?"
She looked at him like he was stupid.
"Who patched you up? I already know that you don't have enough brain cells to do it yourself!"
"Damn Che, you didn't have to do me like that!.."
Rampart was just snickering in the background while fixing up a loose bolt in his leg.
"Well it's true! So, who did it?"
"Oh, It was a chica that I met at the Gauntlet! I never got her name but I think that we really hit it off!"
Lifeline face palmed before speaking.
"Oh lord..."
She looked back down at him with a stern look.
"This poor girl has no idea what she's gotten herself into..."
He looked at her offended.
"Hey! I'm not that bad hermana!"
"Your right, you're worse than that!"
Rampart just let out a quiet chuckle.
"Oh you poor plonker, that's just tip top mate!"
Octane looked down at her.
"You're not helping.."
"Haha, I wasn't trying to!"
"She's right, you rely to much on others, and don't even try to deny it Silva!"
"How many times must I apologize for that!?"
She angrily placed her finger on his chest as she spoke to him,
"Until the day you die Silva! Lucky for you that shouldn't be to long from now!"
He stood up quickly causing Rampart to hit herself in the face with her wrench.
"Bloody hell!"
She said as she checked her nose for blood.
"I'm going out again!"
Lifeline crossed her arms.
"You wouldn't."
He smirked at her.
"Guess you don't know me after all hermana~"
She scoffed before stomping off and into her room.
"Tsk.."
He said before walking out of the house and heading back to the Gauntlet to practice some more crazy stunts.
Rampart just stood in the living room with her bloody nose trying to process what just happened.
"...What in the hell..?-"