Fallapede
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"I'd be careful with those if I were you. The limbs are misaligned. I wouldn't bet on hitting a target at all, let alone a moving one."
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Liam followed behind Michial and the others as best he could, clicking constantly to stay aware of his surroundings.
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"Oh, don't be so uptight. I'd probably be laughing too if I could see what it looked like."
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"I'd be willing to bet they have more pressing concerns at the moment, but I'd prefer not to take that chance." Liam made a sharp clicking noise, letting it bounce off the walls as he oriented himself to the wider area.
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Liam latches on to the new electrical signals, turns off the pressure and temperature safeties in the weapons, then locks the internal release valves closed.
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"The only thing I can connect to right now is that Slavic guy's hand. Maybe if I move around, I could pick up something else, but I need to get outta here first."
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"Nope. They're lead-lined, and there are only controls on the outside. Don't think they're gonna be easy to punch through, either."
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"It cost me my sight, so it'd better be pretty damn useful." Liam sighs. "Sorry. I can connect to electronics, control them remotely, that sorta thing."
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"Maybe? Whatever I did wasn't intentional." Liam flexed the phantom fingers, making a mental note of how they responded.
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"Ah, so there are others here. Tell me, which of you has what I must assume to be a prosthetic?"
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Liam awoke from his slumber, though of course the darkness did not abate. He'd grown used to it, now. He examined the cell with his other senses, but nothing seemed to have changed. And then, suddenly, he felt something shift. He could feel a strange set of electronics operating; a complex series of servos and motors. Even more interestingly, it seemed to be integrated somehow into living flesh, based on the readouts he was receiving from the device. Perhaps it was attached to one of the other occupants of these cells? He stimulated it experimentally, curious as to its function.
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"I'm afraid that's quite impossible. Would you mind coming out here so that we might talk further?"
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"...My what?"
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"Jasper D'Artan, good sir. My sincerest apologies for the intrusion, but I must speak with Lady Aliénor. It is a matter of extreme urgency."
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