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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 21:52:08 GMT -5
She cocked her head to the side and looked at him. "Ah, that explains everything," She said, now seeming to completely comprehend his attitude. "28, 29, come here and hold her down," She called. The two popped up, each grabbing an arm. She flipped a switch on the device and Elis's eyes shot over. She tried to crain as she let out a screech, but some how the tiny two managed to hold her down without breaking anything.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 21:55:29 GMT -5
"...Thats annoying." He said, meaning Elis's screech "...There's so many flaws in her design, can't you just fix her?" he asked "...Get rid of the screeching...get rid of the voice...get rid of the attitude...she's a really unpleasant person."
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 21:59:44 GMT -5
Elis calmed and reached over, grabbing her tunic. "You're quite unpleasant person," She said in return, fastening the belt around her waist. She'd come to in time to hear his little complaints. "There's nothing 'design' like about me," She said as she grabbed her trousers, pulling them on. "Like I explained earlier. Elis is not an Experiment, she's a Patient, she gets to decide what happens to her body," Trisha said as she grabbed her boots. Nou rushed over to her, hugging her. "I'm so glad your alright!" She insisted. Elis grinned. "Good as new," She said.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 22:02:38 GMT -5
"Your patients an idiot then." he said "The doctor should decide whats best for her pacient, and not let their attitude stand in the way of their health, no?" he asked "If her arm had a rapidly spreading deadly infection, and needed to be amputated, but the pacient refused to get their arm removed,you would just leave them to die?" He asked "There's about 27 things fataly wrong with her design that I noticed with just a glance. One hit in the right spot, and you're dead forever."
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 22:05:18 GMT -5
Elis just ignored him, getting off the table and chatting with Nou. "Hey Doctor, I can assume I'm good to go, right?" She asked, grinning like he wasn't in the room. "Sure sure, make sure her parents don't find out or we're all dead," She said, meaning Nou, though she then turned to Ajax, curious about what he meant. "The switch thing is completely impossible to change or move, but what else?" She asked.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 22:11:28 GMT -5
"With her soft skin all of her mechanical parts are very easy to reach. As you just showed yourself by operating on her. That frequency the kid used to call her is also a big flaw, its all too easy to copy it and use it to split her head open. So to speak. Since there are absolutely no firewalls or safeguards. Also, every piece of organics on her is just one big gaping flaw." he said, aperantly quite serious about it "Look." he said, then walked over to Elis, and before she could react, he punched her so hard in the stomach, his fist nearly ripped right throug her.
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 22:15:27 GMT -5
"Elis!" The young girl freaked out at his sudden attack. Elis lurched forward, her hands curling around his wrist. A natural rib broke, a small put if internal bleeding already acurring. She used his arm as leverage though and flipped out of the way. She slid back and held her stomach, though shes dropped to her knees slowly, one after the other, and hunched over. She groaned out.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 22:18:26 GMT -5
"See what I mean?" he asked "She's got plently of cybernetics to enhance her natural abilties...but she's got nothing to protect her body." He said "Its only logical, if only 12% of you is human, why not get rid of it, and make yourself stronger in the process?" he asked, not feeling sorry for Elis at all. "...Cyborgs are lame anyway."
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 22:21:04 GMT -5
"I like what's human about me," She grunted out. "But of course YOU wouldn't understand that would you," She said, though oddly enough there was a bit of pouting in her voice. That damn mess up in her emotional center could make her hard to understand sometimes. "I don't want anymore cybernetics," She said, pulling herself to her feet and walking towards the door. Doctor Limpcov just stared at Ajax, curious.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 22:23:07 GMT -5
"...oi...idiot. A ribs broken and you have internal bleeding...you wanna die?" he asked, just staring at her like she was the most idiotic person on the planet. He then looked at Limpcov and blinked "...what?"
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 22:24:56 GMT -5
"I'm not going to die!" She sneered, continuing out of the room. Trisha just shook her head, giving him a small wave, saying she wasn't going to stop him or talk to him at the moment, she was simply observing.
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Post by Max on Apr 19, 2010 22:27:40 GMT -5
He looked at Elis again and sighed. He walked over to her, grabbed her, moved her face so she looked at him. And he blew air in her face. He actualy blew out knockout gas, and once sh breathed it in, she was out. "Oi, you know how to fix a broken rib too right?" He asled, looking at Trisha.
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Post by Chesa on Apr 19, 2010 22:30:57 GMT -5
"Broken ribs have to heal themselves. There's no to set the bone, she just needs to rest for a while," She explained. Nou looked scared of Ajax, he was making quite the impression on the little country. As it was going, it didn't look like he'd be making any friends any time soon.
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Post by Max on Apr 20, 2010 18:22:42 GMT -5
"And the enternal bleeding? Or did you actualy build in something to help with that?" he asked, then looked at Nou. "....." He stared at her ".....I'ma rip your arm off and beat you with it if you don't stop staring at me." he said
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Post by Chesa on Apr 20, 2010 18:28:15 GMT -5
Nou's gaze narrowed a bit. The child didn't take well to threats, she seemed to buckle down and hold her spot when he threatened her. Trisha paid it no heed. "Again, that's another thing that needs to heal on it's own...so what was your point?" She asked, looking at him. Was he trying to prove something by deciding to hurt Elis?
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