re_alignment | [Video] [Originating Near Solian Temple]

[He never should have played that game with Blurr, he spilled all his secrets, all his pain to him and for what? Just for the creep to taunt him more. Since Blurr didn't give him any answers he would have to go and find them for himself. He wished 003 was here, she would have made it slightly easier. It was pitch black, not easy to see in the dark. He merely went by the light of the temples to help navigate. Then his problems got worse.

It was barely a few feet out from Solus' temple when the explosion hit. Why didn't he see it coming? He merely saw a burst of light before he found himself on his back, shrapnel sticking him like a pincushion. If it weren't for his cyborg parts he would have died completely. It still didn't lessen the pain...or the fact the explosion left both his legs defunct. He couldn't get up, he had to reach out...]

Anyone? This is 004...I've...I've found one of Blurr's bombs...please be careful when going outside. It seemed he placed one near...Solus' temple.

And if anyone could...help...I...I would appreciate it.

[He certainly looks worse for wear. And with that note, he signs off.]

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Considering most of it's in me...I'd say pretty big...

[Stings like hell man.]

[Oh don't be a wuss. You know Whirl once lay for three hours impaled on a piece of pipe? Sympathy? ZERO. All the hero cooties in Haven could attack him at once and it wouldn't make Whirl empathize.]

HNGGGH. Big for you or big for me?

[Scuze me but when you get your body forcibly taken and fitted out with cyborg parts, you get license to complain. The shrapnel pieces are pretty damn big.]

Seems like Blurr had you guys...in mind.

[Hey, complaining is the right of every sentient...whatever.]

Yeah well, you know. I'm special.

You? You're just unlucky or something.

Yeah, seems like it...

Just...did anyone...get hurt?

Ummmm, I'm gonna go with...you?

[Is this some sort of freaky trick question?]

[Oh yeah, specifying helps.]

I mean...anyone...else?

[A Ha!! you thought you could trick him. He's so onto you, MissileKnees.]

[He also needs a better insulting nickname for you.]

...no one's complained about it yet. Other than you. [Wuss.]

Now, you actually want me to do something or what?

((oh yeah can we say Whirl's arrived?))

(((Yeah, that's fine with me.)))

Maybe...help get some...some shrapnel out....

[W-wait. You are asking Whirl to do something gross and socially unacceptable?]

[Scuse him while he drops to his knees by you.]

Yeah? You're not gonna like...offline on me or something, are you? [Not that that would freak him out.]

I'd already do that...if I had a heart...

[At this point Albert just wants the pain to go away.]

Yeah well, don't do that. [This is Whirl's understanding of medicine. Giving orders. YOU, DON'T DIE.]

Right. Shrapnel.

[Despite the size of the huge claws, they're astonishingly nimble. He did used to make watches, after all. He begins to probe at the shrapnel.]

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[Action] i am so sorry whirl's a heartless jerk ;;-;;

[Action] 004's pretty used to jerks at this point

[Action] So, Whirl makes him less homesick?

[Action] A little, yes

[Action] Just one more service Whirl offers