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capitalh2014-06-29 11:12 pm
neonmonstrosity) wrote in capitalh2014-06-29 11:12 pm
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Who: Chris Miles & Kit Peddler
Where: At Newt's clinic
When: Early April?
What: Chris is not good at taking care of his arms and goes to the clinic instead of Mintaka because he's embarrassed.
Warnings: Chris
Chris is, ah. Not the kind of person typically prone to being embarrassed or ashamed of the stupid things he says and does with frankly alarming frequency. Possibly because the frequency of these things is, as stated, alarming. One kind of learns to just accept it as a side effect of being themselves after a while.
But on the other hand it's not every day that he wakes up with a righteous hangover and his arm on the fritz, rattling and covered in food. He had planned to try and book an appointment at Mintaka to get it all fixed up, good as new, but honestly he's not sure if his arms come with a warranty or anything and if they do, this is absolutely the kind of thing that would void it. To his untrained eye and lacking investigative skills, it would seem that against his better judgement he was convinced to attempt to use his arm as some kind of food preparation and/or serving device, and even if that wouldn't void his hypothetical warranty, he's super keen for that not to be the kind of thing that goes on his file forever.
It takes some hours of sleuthing (read: 10 minutes of searching the Watch and another 20 minutes staring blearily at what people have to say about these places on Google,) before he settles on a clinic that seems like the least likely to give him a horrible infection or harvest him for parts, and so he is off! Dressed as his usual self in a hoodie and sunglasses (for the headache) to this fancy clinic, whereupon he will knock on the door and wait patiently like the civilised adult we all believe he can be.
Where: At Newt's clinic
When: Early April?
What: Chris is not good at taking care of his arms and goes to the clinic instead of Mintaka because he's embarrassed.
Warnings: Chris
Chris is, ah. Not the kind of person typically prone to being embarrassed or ashamed of the stupid things he says and does with frankly alarming frequency. Possibly because the frequency of these things is, as stated, alarming. One kind of learns to just accept it as a side effect of being themselves after a while.
But on the other hand it's not every day that he wakes up with a righteous hangover and his arm on the fritz, rattling and covered in food. He had planned to try and book an appointment at Mintaka to get it all fixed up, good as new, but honestly he's not sure if his arms come with a warranty or anything and if they do, this is absolutely the kind of thing that would void it. To his untrained eye and lacking investigative skills, it would seem that against his better judgement he was convinced to attempt to use his arm as some kind of food preparation and/or serving device, and even if that wouldn't void his hypothetical warranty, he's super keen for that not to be the kind of thing that goes on his file forever.
It takes some hours of sleuthing (read: 10 minutes of searching the Watch and another 20 minutes staring blearily at what people have to say about these places on Google,) before he settles on a clinic that seems like the least likely to give him a horrible infection or harvest him for parts, and so he is off! Dressed as his usual self in a hoodie and sunglasses (for the headache) to this fancy clinic, whereupon he will knock on the door and wait patiently like the civilised adult we all believe he can be.
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Probably best if he just shuts up for a while, yeah?
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"How did you even get-- you know what? I don't even want to know. Don't tell me."
These poor, poor cybernetics. That pop tart is really jammed in there. "This might hurt." She yanks it out roughly, managing to remove it mostly in one piece, but it takes a couple tries with a very large and scary looking pair of tweezers to get the last few chunks out. A tiny vacuum takes care of any stray crumbs or rainbow cereal, and Kit sits back, looking a little less repulsed.
"Try it now."
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When it's all done, he stretches his arm out, goes through the motions to make sure the artificial synapses are up to snuff. "It's better, yeah." He'd have to start punching stuff to make sure it's all 100%, but they can probably take care of that at Mintaka if it's not. "Thanks."