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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2009 11:08:35 GMT -5
" Of course." Jamison returned the grin, knowing when someone was fishing. He looked at Windchill, then back to SPM," Pretty impressive place. Must be hard developing replacement body parts though. I've seen the university's research expenses, I'd hate to see how much it takes for a technical place like this. the government must chip in a fair bit."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 9, 2009 8:38:23 GMT -5
"Of course." FOng says. "We are a service charity, and so the government chips in." He had resumed his path out of the service area and was leading them down a hospital-style hallway. "We're just on our way to show the surgical and recovery areas. Regault is luckily able to perform its own implants in-house. It often helps out clients as they are able to still see the same doctor that provided the surgery."
After a few minutes, they entered an surgical room. "This room will be sterilized in a couple of minutes, so we should... Oh, sorry, I didn't realize the room was in use." before the trio could come in, Fong had got them out of the door. A surgery was being performed. "Well, we can look through the window." Inside, it was quite impressive, with some rather advanced surgerical equipment, and some seemingly dedicated doctors.
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Post by dakota on Nov 13, 2009 6:46:37 GMT -5
Jamison didn't really want to lok, but he forced himself to. The sight of blood always made him squeamish. Rather ironic, considering there was an ancient sword down his pant leg that he used, but it seemed to go away when he transformed. He looked at SPM, " What do you think?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 13, 2009 10:38:22 GMT -5
By this point, SPM was positively pale. "I'm sorry, the site of this can make people squeamish." Fong was saying to Tharsis. If SPM had heard it, he didn't register it.
After a second, SPM asked slowly, and deliberately, "That is very new-looking equipment... was it... umm, doh...nated?"
"Oh, this, afte a fashion." Fong said. "We got a new cyberdoc with the Foundation. Smart man, by all accounts. He offered to bring his equipment with him."
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Post by dakota on Nov 14, 2009 6:49:12 GMT -5
" His own equipment?" Jamison asked, suprised." Who has this kind of gear in their basement?"
He glanced to SPM," Are you going to be okay, bud?"
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 14, 2009 23:15:41 GMT -5
SPM seemed to have calmed down. "Oh. The blood." He said. "You... know... bleeeehhhh." By the look on his dace, he was covering for his nerves about the question, though, since he hadn't made eye contact since coming into the building, he was hard to read.
"Gift horse's mouth, I suppose." Fong said, leading them along. "It all checked out. And we needed a new specialist since we had to part ways with one a few months ago. But that's water under the bridge. Moving on?"
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Post by dakota on Nov 16, 2009 10:43:45 GMT -5
" Yeah, sounds like a good idea before someone loses his breakfast." Jamison nodded, keeping an eye on SPM and hoping they weren't asking too much of him.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 16, 2009 14:59:18 GMT -5
SPM chuckles weakly. "Just the... ummm the thought of those machines... poh... poking in my hand." He said.
"Well, I think we've covered enough here, then." Fong said. "How about we return to my office."
A moment later, they were seated in his office. "Well, arlight." Fong said. "Are there any other questions?"
Windchill, Tharsis? Anything you want to cover?
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Post by Mierin on Nov 17, 2009 1:08:07 GMT -5
Miranda shakes her head. "I can't think of anything." She looks at Tharsis and SPM to see if they have any questions they want to ask.
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Post by dakota on Nov 17, 2009 15:51:32 GMT -5
" I'm good." Jamison nodded, then looked to SPM," But it's your paw, bud. I think you might want to think it over before you decide though."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 17, 2009 20:34:59 GMT -5
SPM shaked his head. "Oh... N... No thanks." He answered. "Than - Thank you for... um. for your time."
"Oh, no problem." Fong said. "We look forward to being able to help you."
With that, he showed them out.
Outside, SPM rubbed the cast his arm. "I... I wonder if the new... ummmm... doctor might be involved. The man on the t-table..." He said, looking around, anxious. "He was the one... ummm, the one we s...saw on the ummm... street. Umm, you know, before."
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Post by dakota on Nov 18, 2009 10:30:42 GMT -5
" Are you sure?" Jamison said, turning and looking back." I never took notice. Let's get back to headquarters and report in. Then socky can get changed and relax a little." He smirked.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 18, 2009 11:14:50 GMT -5
SPM nodded. "He didn't need... ummm.... cybernetics... I... ummm... Could... ummm... Regault be... ummm... you know... uh, bad?"
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Post by dakota on Nov 18, 2009 11:37:58 GMT -5
" He did want us out of that room in a hurry." Jamison said with a shrug. " but it would explain them going after Power Armor, or at least being involved somehow."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Nov 19, 2009 11:06:29 GMT -5
"I... think because... it was... umm... just... you know... gross." SPM said.
Shortly after, they got a summons fromt Troubleshooter to meet up at the Precinct.
Post in CH 15, pwwweeeeese!
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