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Post by Artemis Creed on Aug 17, 2013 22:34:42 GMT -5
Artemis looked over his leg carefully. While functioning quite well the machinery seemed to be running a bit slow and was starting to get rather irritating.
A quick rundown revealed a oily build up of a clear goo in the joints building up and inhibiting the movement of the joints. Pulling the socket wrench from his bag Artemis disassembled the limb from the knee.
Maybe if he weren't in such a public area he'd have felt more comfortable working on it, instead for now he simply wiped away as much as he could
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Post by Artemis Creed on Aug 20, 2013 15:20:19 GMT -5
Deeming the limb accessible Artemis replaced it and bolted it on. A quick wince crossed his face as the false nerves reconnected and came to life. Again he looked around before standing and limping off to find a place more secluded.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Aug 30, 2013 22:16:53 GMT -5
Mikka hadn't been to the manor since the big showdown from months earlier, and frankly she couldn't fathom why she was snooping around the area in the first place. She held no particular interest for this location... but it seemed as though her current idleness had gotten under her skin. The wayfaring bug had gotten to her once again. And while she could not leave the city, she could certainly wander about its interior.
Thankfully for the bored Russian, she managed to happen upon something interesting. While she didn't recognize the man, she was rather intrigued by his actions. She hung back quietly, watching with mounting interest until he stood and began limping off. Mikka didn't feel as if he meant her any harm, so she decided to speak up.
"Need any help?"
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Post by Artemis Creed on Sept 2, 2013 17:20:03 GMT -5
Nearly jumping in his surprise Artemis turned a little too fast. Normally he'd have been able to catch himself, but in his gunked up state his reflexes weren't at their best and the collapse that followed was inevitable.
after the primary pain and breathlessness, the grey haired teen looked up grumbling under his breath until he spotted his unknown verbal assailant, a air of silence passed over him to the point that his conscience had to remind him not to stare.
"Wh- I'm sorry, what'd you ask?" the question and awkward jumble as he tried to stand on his one good foot. His prosthetic sat out at an odd angle as something jammed the joint.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Sept 2, 2013 21:04:11 GMT -5
"I had asked if you needed any help," the Russian answered with a chuckle. It was rather amusing to see this stranger act so flustered, although she did feel a little guilty for startling him. "I am sorry for scaring you," she apologized, struggling not to laugh once again. "Do you want me to help you up?"
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Post by Artemis Creed on Sept 2, 2013 21:12:01 GMT -5
Art shook his head as he stood shakily. He did a quick run down to find he was ok, only flustered. "that shouldn't be necessary...," slowly his eye noted a few problems, "shit."
It appeared that in his fall he'd jarred a pin loose causing the joint to basically collapse as well as damaging a shock absorber.
"there is no way this could stand a walk home...," with a grimace he looked to the stranger and apologized, "it seems i may actually need help..." carefully he again detached the limb from its mid-thigh link and cradled it carefully in one arm, "could you help me home?"
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Sept 3, 2013 21:49:53 GMT -5
The Ookami looked the unfamiliar man over, weighing the pros and cons of the situation in her mind. He didn't seem like he was much of a threat (and her assumptions on that part tended to be on the accurate side), and she had already offered to help.
"Da," Mikka agreed with a short nod. She walked over to the Kuma man and tapped her shoulder, signaling for him to lean against her. "Just let me know which way we are going."
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Post by Artemis Creed on Sept 3, 2013 23:36:46 GMT -5
"Right..., " Artemis acknowledged and carefully shifted his weight to gather her support. Once he was resting enough on the obviously Russian woman's shoulder he glanced around and gathered his surroundings, "we'll be headed for the Residential Area, once we get closer i can better dictate the way... I really can't thank you enough... I'm Artemis by the way."
((So i take it that this is where i go and make a thread in the Res Area huh?))
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