[Well, this is an operating room, after all. Drawers and cabinets are full of all sorts of gloves, wipes, gauze.... there's a sink along the wall, and some folded up surgical gowns free for the taking. Whatever he's looking for, it's probably here.]
[When you look back toward the door, you can see the yellow cable where it enters the room. It's just laying there on the floor, uselessly, with nothing plugged into it.]
After that, he's going to wipe cobalt up and suture the wound. ]
I'm not exactly a doctor here, but I hear chicks dig scars. Guys too. So I figure either way, you shouldn't be any worse off even if I do do a shit job, and that's better than being left like that, right?
[You plug in the light and there's a hum of electricity, and the room seems to brighten, like the buzzing fluorescent lamps overhead have suddenly converted to sunlight and bathed the room in a light that's soft and clean.]
[It feels a lot easier to breathe, somehow. The anxious feeling in this room feels calmed. It no longer feels like a body horror murder scene... now it just kind of feels like a room. There is nothing dangerous here any more.]
[You get to work on the body. The wound is, as expected, pretty gnarly when you really get into it. But the work feels relatively easy. Nothing stops you, there aren't any unanticipated challenges to deal with. There's just a big hole that becomes smaller and smaller until it's just a collection of tidy seams.]
[ well. ..... well. he squeezes cobalt's shoulder. It's not really cobalt, and it's not really even cobalt's body on a gourney. but that's not really the point, is it? ]
Catch you on the flip side, bud.
[ This room seems to be taken care of, so he'll leave--just in time to get sucked into a battle in another session. ]
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[When you look back toward the door, you can see the yellow cable where it enters the room. It's just laying there on the floor, uselessly, with nothing plugged into it.]
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After that, he's going to wipe cobalt up and suture the wound. ]
I'm not exactly a doctor here, but I hear chicks dig scars. Guys too. So I figure either way, you shouldn't be any worse off even if I do do a shit job, and that's better than being left like that, right?
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[It feels a lot easier to breathe, somehow. The anxious feeling in this room feels calmed. It no longer feels like a body horror murder scene... now it just kind of feels like a room. There is nothing dangerous here any more.]
[You get to work on the body. The wound is, as expected, pretty gnarly when you really get into it. But the work feels relatively easy. Nothing stops you, there aren't any unanticipated challenges to deal with. There's just a big hole that becomes smaller and smaller until it's just a collection of tidy seams.]
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[ well. ..... well. he squeezes cobalt's shoulder. It's not really cobalt, and it's not really even cobalt's body on a gourney. but that's not really the point, is it? ]
Catch you on the flip side, bud.
[ This room seems to be taken care of, so he'll leave--just in time to get sucked into a battle
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[It's brighter now, and calmer. A place of rest, and of peace.]
[It's a place where painful parts can be soothed, and things that are broken can become a little more whole.]
[Somehow... you feel like things are going to be okay.]