[Video] [Originating from Nexic Temple]

[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[You're thinking you're watching one of those groovy car adverts, because damn, that is one gorgeous beaut. She's what you'd call an "Audi R8" on Earth; she's sleek, compact. Her paint job - which is a mix of hot red and stunning yellow - shimmers and glows with a fresh coat of wax. She's untouched, she's unblemished, and for some reason, she's a girl, you guess. You would now expect to find a voluptuous model like, say, maybe Megan Fox or Rosie Huntington-Whiteley appearing spread elegant but sexy on the hood in a bathing suit.

But, that's not what you're going to get. Instead, suddenly the recording device is abruptly knocked from wherever it was perched and on the ground. Well, not really; it seems to have been caught wedged between the car and the wall. And you're getting a tilted image of Ambulon looking utterly unimpressed. His lower half, however, appears to be... under the car?]

I'd really... You know, I'd really appreciate some answers, but I know right now, that's not my top priority. [He's really controlling his rage here] And I was hoping to use audio, but it... Nevermind. [Ambulon shakes his head.] I can't tell you the details - mostly because I don't even know what they are - but for some reason, I was abruptly woken from recharge to find a-- [He pauses and grunts, shifting uncomfortably with a strained growl] -- a... car on top of me. This place is small and cramped as is, and I'm surprised it managed to fit in here, but... Look.

[Ambulon takes a Very Deep Breath.]

I don't know what exactly is going on. What happened. And who did this. Right now it... does not matter. [He throws his hands apart for emphasis] My current dilemma... I can't seem to move the vehicle; not in this position. I can't reach inside, to possibly try starting the engine, though I'm not sure it'd be much help. There's no fuel, for one. But I did find [Ambulon holds up a small white book] this. Driver's manual or whatever. Except I can't read it; they're symbols I don't recognize. [So he just throws the manual in all Japanese aside and gives another furious snarl.] But mostly the problem is I'm pinned under a car and the back wheel is crushing my leg.

[His leg. Of all things.]

So, as I'm sure it's been made painfully obvious, I could use a little [something groans - metal - and then pop and Ambulon curses] help thanks.

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[whirlybird_of_prey]

I dunno. You prefer aft-face? [Because he could do that, Pharma. In fact he could stay up nights cooking up humiliating nicknames for you. ]

[Just one more service he offers.]

Just saying? I had nothing to do with any of that slag. So, you know, don't send Squinty the Lone Gunman after me again.

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[organ_pharming]

Doctor will do, Whirl. And this looks too clean to be your work.

[Pharma snaps, trying to listen to Ambulon's report of the damage. Ugh, he'll never get used to a patient telling him exactly what's wrong. That was his job. Thank you for taking all the fun out of it, Ambulon.]

Your leg will be fine. I've seen and fixed much worse.

Nurs- ....Whirl. Get me some of those patches from the second drawer. [Meanwhile, he's going to remove some of this crushed plating.]

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[rstlsslegsyndrm]

[Ambulon resorts to lying back and folding his hands over his optics. The pain receptors in his leg have started glitching, ever since the bleeding started. Though he tries to act like it's not hurting him in the least freakin' bit. Ambulon resorts to just listening to Pharma work and Whirl do... whatever Whirl is prone to do in situations like these.] Thank you, by the way. [His voice is a bit raspy and strained but that can't be helped. He's been keeping it... relatively cool since now.] I mean, to the both of you. [Too bad he sounds mostly insincere due to the grumbling.]

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[whirlybird_of_prey]

[Whirl shrugs. ] Doctor aft-face.

[You have ruffled his professional pride, Pharma. So, sure, he'll get you your patches, flopping them down on top of Ambulon's belly. ]

Can thank me by getting your ewwww off my cape.