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[purple_pliers]

[It is a day. A day in your life. What are you doing?

Violet is flying around with a homemade jetpack, wobbling occasionally when she tries a fancy maneuver, but generally displaying competence -- although she is occasionally going closer to the ground than every innocent bystander might be comfortable with.]

((OOC: I will be tagging this, but go

Comments

[watchmycannon]

What--

--What has happened to you?

[auragasm]

[mutters something suspiciously like 'i knew i should have gone into the cornfield']

[watchmycannon]

Pardon?

[auragasm]

I'll have it healed eventually.

[watchmycannon]

Will you let me see it? I cannot heal it as well as Raphael might, but I can at least do a good enough job at restoring it.

[auragasm]

..............it has to stay injured for the time being.

[watchmycannon]

That's ridiculous. Whyever for?

[auragasm]

Because I believe that if he sees it's been healed, he'll do something worse.

[watchmycannon]

...And who is "he"?

[auragasm]

Zex.

[watchmycannon]

[fff]

And why did he do that?

[auragasm]

He said I asked too many questions.

[watchmycannon]

[mutters]

Just as reasonable as ever.

[auragasm]

I suspect there have been other casualties.

[watchmycannon]

[Nods]

I shall have officer Garrus assist me in looking. In the meantime, I really do think you ought let me heal that-- there's no cause for you to go around suffering trauma. You can simply continue to wear the bandage.

[auragasm]

.................just leave it.