o15 | Carnage | audio/open

[autodidacticone]

[click! SIGH.]

After some trial and error, I've concluded that I can't fix this in the mirror. I need. Help.

...

Preferably a roboticist. Or a surgeon.

...

Or anyone with decent medical- you know what, I'm not sure I trust any of you.

[There is a bit of a pause. Kim grumbles something uncomplimentary about the boat, canines and the Captain

Comments

[hasapainproblem]

Well what good are you if you're gonna go and get yourself injured?

[autodidacticone]

Yes, very funny. Mock the cripple.

I'm sure you're just brimming with usefulness.

[hasapainproblem]

Sure, insult the crippled doctor. See if I help you now.

[autodidacticone]

...What do you want?

[entirelybonkers]

[...!]

What happened?!

[autodidacticone]

Something big bit me and my prosthesis shorted out. The shock knocked me out for a while, and now I've got charred material on my neck.

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I....didn't tell you....about the prosthesis, did I.

[entirelybonkers]

I must confess, that is not something I quite remember ever hearing you mention. Do you need assistance? I would be more than happy to do what I can, you know.

[autodidacticone]

I...

Yes, please.

[this is humiliating.]

Do you remember which room is mine?

[solittleeffort]

[Maia's no expert on mechanics (or at least, she isn't as knowledgeable as she is in regards to Dark Eco), but considering that she was going to operate a Precursor robot, she knows enough about how certain machines are supposed to function.

...that, and if she helps this person, they'll be in debt to her. Maia likes that thought.]

Would I be correct in assuming you're still in need of assistance?

[autodidacticone]

Yes.

And you are?

[solittleeffort]

Maia.

Depending on the type of robotics, I should be able to help. Where could I find you?

[autodidacticone]

8302, Deck 5