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“Last I checked robots don’t have genders.”

Pol is. Still admiring the centipede.
Steam slowly leaves W.O.R.T

And then he just throws a steaming tea kettle at Dracuon. (16)
 
Steam slowly leaves W.O.R.T

And then he just throws a steaming tea kettle at Dracuon. (16)
Draucon just bats it away with a backslap. (D20: 19)
He then glares at W.O.R.T.
"...ALRIGHT WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"

Pol, meanwhile, jumps a bit upon hearing Draucon shout.
 
Draucon just bats it away with a backslap. (D20: 19)
He then glares at W.O.R.T.
"...ALRIGHT WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"

Pol, meanwhile, jumps a bit upon hearing Draucon shout.
"YOU INSULTING EVERY _______ ROBOT EVER MANUFACTURED."
 
Yarkha is a bit unsure of what to do, as she didn't mind the centipede but she isn't certain what to think of machines in general, and WORT and Draucon's argument is now concerning her.
 
Yarkha is a bit unsure of what to do, as she didn't mind the centipede but she isn't certain what to think of machines in general, and WORT and Draucon's argument is now concerning her.
The centipede approaches, with the same vibe as those "Casually Approach Child" memes.
 
"YOUR CLAIM OF US LACKING, IN YOUR OWN WORDS, GENDER. UNEQUIVOCALLY INCORRECT."
“…HOW.”

Yarkha is a bit unsure of what to do, as she didn't mind the centipede but she isn't certain what to think of machines in general, and WORT and Draucon's argument is now concerning her.
Pol, meanwhile, now fly-zips between W.O.R.T. and Draucon.
“C-Can we…please…not fight?”
 
Sirale looks at Ayita. (@Chir' )
"So what's the issue?"
 
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Valthax watches the ordeal between W.O.R.T and Draucon with manufactured interest.

Father Garundel is just.. walking casually through the woods, seemingly without any sort of goal in mind.

He might be humming something? Maybe he’s mumbling, who knows.

After a moment though, he does break the peaceful silence.


“So… what exactly have you found out here in terms of food?”



Jack has also finished the operation and is inspecting the sewing to check if he did it wrong..
 
Jack has also finished the operation and is inspecting the sewing to check if he did it wrong..
Pretty sure the only thing that could cause a problem with that is the fur.
 
Pretty sure the only thing that could cause a problem with that is the fur
Jack just opts to leave it as is, not really thinking hard enough to realize the issues the fur could have in terms of the stitching.
 
Either way, not certain how long Jack's tranquilizer will work for so...
 
The tranquilizer will probably only last a few more minutes..

And Jack is starting to realize now that an external brace for the leg wouldn’t be a bad idea.. along with pain meds.

First, he goes into his medical kit and gets yet another tiny syringe, poking it into the leg and injecting it quickly, hoping the strong medicine will be working at least partially by the time the coyote awakens.

He then measures the leg again and dashes to the printer inside the cabin…
 
Evi would likely be only waking up shortly before Jack gets back, but, he isn't really moving much yet...
 
Evi would likely be only waking up shortly before Jack gets back, but, he isn't really moving much yet...
Jack would quickly dash out of the cabin once a few minutes have lapsed. He has some sort of short brace, a simple two rings wide enough for the damaged leg with two short and thin bars connecting them. It seems to be made of some sort of strong, but smooth plastic of sorts, it’s a black color.

He gingerly lifts the hurt leg up, sliding the brace all the way on and then looking to make sure it fits, which it should.

He then steps back and waits for Evi to wake up fully,
 
It'd take about three more minutes, then Evi slowly turns to look at Jack.
 
“…HOW.”


Pol, meanwhile, now fly-zips between W.O.R.T. and Draucon.
“C-Can we…please…not fight?”
"NOT UNTIL THEY APOLOGIZE."
 
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