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[youdiedagain]

[The feed clicks on, and it shows Sissel, slightly limping back towards Vector Prime's temple.  Why is he limping? Well, he seems to be rather beaten up, his sunglasses cracked, his coat torn and burnt, his hands a sickening black colour. Someone had obviously gotten too close to the crossfire.]

I hate to bother anyone...but-

[His hand removes itself, and...well...

The whole left side of his chest is completely blown open. This would normally be bad for a human, but...he's not bleeding. If you look past the charred and shredded clothing, it seems to be a prosthetic casing with...what looks like a robotic skeleton underneath. There's a ribcage, bones...everything but in robotic form. It's almost too aesthetically similar...But how is this being powered? Well, right where his heart is is a blue glowing...something.

It seems to be powering everything within the chest, and even branching out to other parts of the body.]

I need a doctor.

[The tone in his voice sounds rather urgent.]

I'm not sure which kind is best at this, but.. I'll take anyone!

Comments

[dinnerdate]

So, guessing you can't die then?

...Need me to take you to the medbay?

[wrex_it_krogan]

[Wrex isn't the greatest sympathizers, but when you involve something like this? It's a great fat no. He's seen this shit happen before and watching it even on screen is not pretty. This must have been Dead End's friend-pet-whatever. Guess he was right about the husk theory. All of this is just one big planet of nope in the nope system. He sees no point in mincing words.]

You don't need a doctor: you need a gunshot to the skull.

[drpaperairplanesmd]

What happened to you? Did you get in a fight with a glyphless? [shakes head] Nevermind, let me know what I can do to help you!