"You did WHAT to my leg?!"
Jamo looked down at his lowered body to see it was covered up, yet he could distinctly feel the lack of one leg. This would not do, how was he supposed to walk without one fricking leg!? He couldn't be a cripple!
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pebble in the pond
Alright, good good, everything in check, yes yes, sounds fin-... WHAT?!
"You did WHAT to my leg?!"
Jamo looked down at his lowered body to see it was covered up, yet he could distinctly feel the lack of one leg. This would not do, how was he supposed to walk without one fricking leg!? He couldn't be a cripple!
"You did WHAT to my leg?!"
Jamo looked down at his lowered body to see it was covered up, yet he could distinctly feel the lack of one leg. This would not do, how was he supposed to walk without one fricking leg!? He couldn't be a cripple!
Approached By BDE
"Don't worry. You won't have to walk around a cripple forever."
(She moved to show him the tank, containing one leg, filled with a blue fluid, and with wires and plastic tubes running out of the leg.)
"Since your body was unable to generate the healing products nesscessary to keep your leg alive, I removed it before it died and allowed your body to stop trying and reallocate resources. I cloned your blood and began to send it to the leg in there in sufficent quantites to keep it alive. However, to heal, your DNA appears to be innefficent. We could wait for it to heal but your looking at a few months downtime at least. Or, I could influx it with DNA to stimulate growth... or in this case regrowth... of your leg, which would begin a cycle of repair. I would reattach it and in ten days, you will have your leg back, fully healed."
(She sighed.)
"Or, I can drop you off at Coruscant..."
(She moved to show him the tank, containing one leg, filled with a blue fluid, and with wires and plastic tubes running out of the leg.)
"Since your body was unable to generate the healing products nesscessary to keep your leg alive, I removed it before it died and allowed your body to stop trying and reallocate resources. I cloned your blood and began to send it to the leg in there in sufficent quantites to keep it alive. However, to heal, your DNA appears to be innefficent. We could wait for it to heal but your looking at a few months downtime at least. Or, I could influx it with DNA to stimulate growth... or in this case regrowth... of your leg, which would begin a cycle of repair. I would reattach it and in ten days, you will have your leg back, fully healed."
(She sighed.)
"Or, I can drop you off at Coruscant..."
pebble in the pond
"I want my leg back!"
He squirmed about a bit in protest on the table, groaning at the fact that he had nothing strong to kick at her with.
"Frell!"
Jamo slammed a clenched fist down onto the surface beneath him as he shouted, cursing fluently in many different languages.
He squirmed about a bit in protest on the table, groaning at the fact that he had nothing strong to kick at her with.
"Frell!"
Jamo slammed a clenched fist down onto the surface beneath him as he shouted, cursing fluently in many different languages.
Approached By BDE
(She frowned.)
"Well, then, I'll attach it now and it's off to Coruscant for two months of bed rest. I'll go turn us around."
(She went to the door, to the cockpit.)
"Well, then, I'll attach it now and it's off to Coruscant for two months of bed rest. I'll go turn us around."
(She went to the door, to the cockpit.)
pebble in the pond
Jamo lay back down against the bed and grumbled to himself. It wouldn't help, groaning like he was, but it give him a sense of self comfort, as if by mumbling to himself he showed his displeasure and as a result of this - the woman would come back and sympathize.
Not a high chance of that happening, but he could always try.
"Aah," he coughed, breathing in a shallow breath.
Not a high chance of that happening, but he could always try.
"Aah," he coughed, breathing in a shallow breath.