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[tankhandsftw]

[Hello there DR; it's a pleasant, sunny day and STR is spending it out on a grassy field, sat on a spread out sheet with her boots off, working on her hands with remarkable dexterity for someone only capable of using their feet.

A few books are also laid out nearby

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[ilikebigbuffs]

[Well who's not gonna stop and watch that? Even with arms that'd be hella impressive.]

[tankhandsftw]

I have some books of yours as needs returning. They were most helpful.

[ilikebigbuffs]

Glad they could help. [A bit more preoccupied lookin' at those arms. He's never seen machinery quite like this before.]

[tankhandsftw]

When would you like them returned?

[pinkutau]

[You know, it's just like Gakupo up there said. That's some amazing stuff going on. But what is she trying to do? Simple maintenence?]

[tankhandsftw]

[Pretty much, yes. The hands themselves might be invulnerable, but they can still jam from dirt build up in the joints. Hence, maintenance.]

[pinkutau]

[Miss Momo will just continue to watch that procedure with great fascination. As much as she doesn't want to distract the other girl, she can't help coming a little closer to watch the work in greater detail. If she's noticed at any time, you get this line:]

Ah...please, don't mind me. I'm just watching.

[tankhandsftw]

As you wish.

[damelulian]

[Will be watching from the nearest hiding place.]

[tankhandsftw]

[STR probably doesn't care much about an audience, and just keeps cleaning]

Is there something bothering you?

[damelulian]

Ah!

[Ducks behind her hiding spot.] N-not really...

[tankhandsftw]

Then why are you hiding.