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[percept]

[ The video flicks on to Perceptor, the junk pile behind him, looking... harried, to say the least. ]

I require a medic immediately, ideally one who is familiar with human anatomy. There has been an accident in the vicinity of the junk pile--

[Hal is in the background of the feed, moving to the foreground as quickly as someone who is losing ridiculous amounts of blood can, and managing to look both in pain and exasperated. While he does seem mostly intact, the key word is mostly. He has two legs, his head, his torso, and his mechanical arm, but is decidedly lacking in the flesh-and-blood arm area. Instead, all he really has for a left arm is a bloody stump that starts at the shoulder joint.]

I feel that this may not have happened if you had bothered to survey the area before deciding to practice your shooting skills.

I did survey the area before beginning. I always do.

[ Perceptor sounds, besides slightly freaked out, a little offended. ]

And yet here I am, missing an arm, and here you are not.

[There is only one person allowed to be offended in this feed, buddy, and it ain't you.

Perceptor turns to Hal, frowning.]

I have already apologized profusely. One would have to ask why you were present inside a refrigeration unit in the first place, but I feel that time is currently of the essence. We will need to terminate the bleeding before you exsanguinate. You are currently hemorrhaging at a rather prodigious rate.

I was gathering supplies for a project of sorts. Food preservation.

[Hal waves it off with his robotic, and thankfully intact, hand. The tip of his index finger splits and the plates slide down to reveal a small blowtorch-like tool.]

It doesn't matter at the moment, and we lack the facilities at the moment, so I suppose cauterization will have to suffice.

I suppose it will. Do you require any assistan--

[It's at this point that Hal's Sentinel appears from behind a mound of junk, laser charging, and--

Takes a shot at Perceptor. ]

What are you doing?! I cannot take you anywhere can I?

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Re: ~♥

[not_halfbaked]

[Korra shook her head.]

Okay, tell me what you know about this Hal guy, because from what I saw on the screen, they were asking for people who could heal humans, and I did see blood and flesh...not entirely there. [Grumbles.] Looks more like I'll have to cauterize with firebending.

[Looks back up to Blurr.] And if Hal's mostly mech, we'll probably need Ratchet or Knock Out or that Pharma guy.

[Naga had bounded up and began sniffing at Blurr.]

Re: ~♥

[raceme]

Blood and flesh are not water...[Blurr sounds confused. He doesn't know much about what exactly is the human body made of, specially not blood.] I talked to HAL in different occasions but he never mentioned his nature so I assumed he was human ho-we-ver- he obviously isn't.

[He scratches Naga's ears and smiles a few seconds before taking a step away and changing back to car mode.] Get in~

;D

[not_halfbaked]

Flesh and blood don't look exactly like water. But a lot of the human body is made up of water.

[Korra turns to the polarbeardog.]

Naga, stay. I will be back this time.

[The polarbeardog whines, and Korra's frown twitches, but she listens to Blurr and piles inside--ohthisisweird. She's inside him, isn't he?]

♥!

[raceme]

Ididntknewthat. So you can drink blood?

[Yes, she is. But at least it's a comfy interior.] Put on the seatbelt please we are going to go really fast in a moment.

Re: ♥!

[not_halfbaked]

...No, I don't think we can.

But bending can...can bend blood like water, 'cause it contains water.

[Korra frowns at the foul memory of Tarrlok, pulling a little too hard on the seat belt as she buckles herself in. Doesn't help that she's suddenly reminded of Tarrlok's stupid Satomobile gift, and Asami's own Satomobile, a potent mix of anger and homesickness.]

[raceme]

But if you can bend blood doesn't that mean you can also do a lot of damage to a body? [Count on Blurr to think about the worse case scenario,

[Blurr just want to be sure she is going to be safe. The next second his engine roars and he's driving at an alarming fast speed.]

[not_halfbaked]

Yeah, trust me, I know.

[Korra's momentarily distracted from the seriousness of the situation and the bad memories by the speed--she gives a surprised, delighted whoop.]

[raceme]

Oh...? [Blurr is now wondering if Korra got in trouble back in her world. He's pleased to notice that the speed distracted her and he drove a bit more faster. In a few minutes they were in the junk Pile.]

Glad to know you don't mind a bit of speed.

[heuristical]

[Hal is calmly sitting on a chair that's been salvaged for him from the junk pile, though it might be less calm, and more blood loss. He seems rather serene either way, and the tattered pieces of suit where his arm was previously have been rolled up as neatly as possible. The wound is mostly cauterized, but still oozing out of parts where he wasn't able to apply the torch all that thoroughly, either because WOW THAT HURTS or massive hemorrhaging. hurray.]

Oh. You're here. Wonderful.