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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:01:43 GMT
"Then you'll find your own path." Natsumi said simply. "I'm well aware that I've never lost a limb. But it makes no sense to let the pain and hurt of it take you over. There's still a place for you in this cruel world. But you have to want it." Natsumi sighed a bit. She hated talking like that to him but he needed some discipline and food for thought.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:03:45 GMT
He remained silent for a bit, then looked at her, "Please. Leave me."
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:05:53 GMT
"Excuse me." She said simply, turning and walking out of the room. Natsumi had other things to attend to.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:06:58 GMT
He sighed and stared up at the ceiling. Maybe he'd be better off taking his own life now. He wasn't of much worth to anyone like this, and the less resources he used, the better.
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:15:15 GMT
Natsumi hoped nothing bad would come of that. That her words would actually get through to the stubborn medic. She wasn't going to hold her breath or lose any sleep over it, though.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:18:00 GMT
The door opened again, and a man entered. Kiriha glanced to him, but didn't recognize him. He wore no uniform of URSA, nor any bearing of an allegiance. "I can give you back what you have lost. I come as an emissary of Lady Trochu. She's taken France, and is willing to get work done on giving you an arm." "What type of arm?" he questioned warily. "A proper arm. An arm like the one you lost, but greater." "...yes." |
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:20:48 GMT
Natsumi has made her way back to her office, and sighs, sitting down in her chair. Taking a sip of water, she tries to relax..
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:28:27 GMT
They were doctors he didn't recognize, from what he saw of them. It was the URSA operating room, however. He knew it well enough. He had been taken quickly to surgery, and in a few hours, he was back in his room, awakening from it, Iris's envoy gone.
He looked at his arm, seeing the gray/silver arm melded into the flesh of his arm. He had full control as he clenched his fist. He could even feel. This was exactly like having his arm, yet...yet superior.
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:29:58 GMT
Natsumi was currently away from URSA HQ, dealing with an attack in the area.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:33:18 GMT
Kiriha remained in bed. He needed to get some fluids in him via IV, and possibly blood as well, since he didn't know how the surgery went.
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:37:50 GMT
Natsumi dealt with the attack, and returned to URSA HQ in the Zangetsu Shin armor. She starts to head to her office when she remembers the other day and decides perhaps she should check on him. So she goes there, still in armor.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 4:43:13 GMT
As soon as he heard the door open, he had the urge to grab at the scalpel at his right side. He glanced at his arm. No, he was just paranoid over something, that was all. He looked to the door, confused by the armored presence.
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 4:56:27 GMT
The armored figure looks at the arm..before folding up the three-part Lockseed and returning to normal. "Seems that we both got something new." Natsumi gave in greeting, looking at you. An awkward way to initiate a convo, but there it was.
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Post by Kiriha Kyuuseishu on Jun 20, 2014 5:00:31 GMT
He nodded, "A gift from Iris," he said.
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Post by Natsumi Kureshima on Jun 20, 2014 5:01:28 GMT
"Gift from Last Raven." She replies, shrugging. "I recognize the signs of it. You underwent *that* surgery, didn't you?"
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