The backstory: Hans & I have a long running theory that Attom and Stalone are lovers in real life. Denied the chance to meet in person, they fulfil their passions by rendezvousing on our server at 6pm CET to flirt in the only way they know now. Clearly this would be a bit gay if we did not insist they are are female samba dancers...
Recent developments: Picture the scene... Supply depot. We have just blown the first objective (if you know what I mean). I have just run downstairs to escort the truck to the depot. I look up. Attom, a covert op naturally, is running towards me with her akimbos out. We bump into each other. It feels like the sweetest embrace, everything is in slow motion. I stir downstairs, and, with typical English reserve, move backwards. And see the medic packs that were her true objective. My ardour subsides, yet the memory lingers...
Afterward, Hans & I recreate the moment near the command post. A moment made truly profound when Hans !pants'd himself as we embraced...
We cried with laughter...