"Well, practice makes perfect. Try doing that more and I'm sure you'll get better at it!" The girl applauded at Esme's display, even though she knew it was not the right kind of magic.
Then, the woman's words seemed to surprise her.
"You make prosthetic organs?" The girl tilted her head. Then, she looked aside, saying this in an oddly casual tone, "Well seriously I might need an artificial heart, my pacemaker cannot protect me from my heart condition forever."
The boy looked at her with utter shock.
Then, the woman's words seemed to surprise her.
"You make prosthetic organs?" The girl tilted her head. Then, she looked aside, saying this in an oddly casual tone, "Well seriously I might need an artificial heart, my pacemaker cannot protect me from my heart condition forever."
The boy looked at her with utter shock.
Theo Stark wrote:
"Sounds like you need a mobility assisting exoskeleton. I reconfigured my own suits to act as ones due to my own mobility issues."
"No, I just need Barbatos. If I stay connected to it, I can move fine..."
"You probably wouldn't get Mikazuki to get any enhancements anyway. He's just stubborn like that, I suppose."
"Mm...What the chocolate man said." Still didn't stop Mika from reaching into his (discarded to the side) jacket and pulling out a Mars Palm, obviously eating it.
Lin Xueqing wrote:
"Well, practice makes perfect. Try doing that more and I'm sure you'll get better at it!" The girl applauded at Esme's display, even though she knew it was not the right kind of magic.
Then, the woman's words seemed to surprise her.
"You make prosthetic organs?" The girl tilted her head. Then, she looked aside, saying this in an oddly casual tone, "Well seriously I might need an artificial heart, my pacemaker cannot protect me from my heart condition forever."
The boy looked at her with utter shock.
Then, the woman's words seemed to surprise her.
"You make prosthetic organs?" The girl tilted her head. Then, she looked aside, saying this in an oddly casual tone, "Well seriously I might need an artificial heart, my pacemaker cannot protect me from my heart condition forever."
The boy looked at her with utter shock.
"You have a pacemaker? I've got something similar. I have an ICD that's powered by an Arc Reactor."
"What's an ICD...?" She seemed confused at the abbreviation.
Meanwhile, the boy sighed and went to the front desk, drawing a debit card from his pocket.
Meanwhile, the boy sighed and went to the front desk, drawing a debit card from his pocket.
After reaching the front desk, the boy asked, "Does this place serve cola or alcohol-free cocktail?"
His grip on his debit card tightened. Certainly didn't want someone to steal that.
His grip on his debit card tightened. Certainly didn't want someone to steal that.
"Implantable cardioverter defibrilator. It helps whenever my heart has a moment where it skips a beat or two."
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