[Billy opens the door, takes a quick peek up and down the hall, and then steps aside from the door]
Dio, I presume? Come on in.
[Aside from a whiteboard with half-erased equations and a big drafting table, Billy's room looks pretty much like a dorm room-- small, cluttered, and plain.]
Yes, I'm the one you talked with some time back. [The Cyborg, rather helmetless for once, clutches his mostly broken hand as he steps in, unimpressed by the 'lab' he had expected. It was just a normal room.]
I had... a run in with a super-powered human. He was even stronger than I was.
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My room is number 420, come on over.
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Any healing I can do on my own.
[Knock knock, outside your door is a cyborg with mangled fingers.]
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Dio, I presume? Come on in.
[Aside from a whiteboard with half-erased equations and a big drafting table, Billy's room looks pretty much like a dorm room-- small, cluttered, and plain.]
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[The Cyborg, rather helmetless for once, clutches his mostly broken hand as he steps in, unimpressed by the 'lab' he had expected. It was just a normal room.]
I had... a run in with a super-powered human.
He was even stronger than I was.
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