[19.00] Didn't even bother to lock it

[psychoticracer]

Doc.

That arm ready yet, or what.

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[doctoronboard]

Goddammit--

Yes. It's done. Come get it.

Shall we log or just assume it happens? [I am good for either]

[psychoticracer]

Hmmf. Be there in five.

we can log~

[doctoronboard]

Right.

Logtiem

[psychoticracer]

[Arrives in 4m50s, nearly thrumming with anxious energy as he prowls into the clinic. He wants to have his goddamned arm back and it's been FAR too long.]

Let's get this done with, hm?

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[doctoronboard]

Yeah.

[He's in the process of putting latex gloves on, the arm on a tray on the counter.]

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[psychoticracer]

[The arm looks... positively odd, sitting there, not attached to him. It certainly LOOKS like his arm. He'd like to ask exactly how this is going to work, but it doesn't really matter, so long as it does. Erol sits down]

Need me to do anything?

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[doctoronboard]

[He takes out some sort of cream and puts it on the open end before coming over to Erol with the arm and the cream.]

Sit. Don't move. Don't agitate this once it's on, at least for a few days.

[He rubs the cream on the nub of Erol's arm, sure that it burns like hell but not really stopping for mercy.]