@saor_illust school
Good, let me know when you get there.
Good, let me know when you get there.
Brooklyn began to follow the path, and she ran into a few things. Obviously, this was because she couldn't see, but she had to avoid her right arm, which was still in pain. She slowly made her way into the lab, then let out a yell to tell the voice she had arrived.
Ow! Sorry, my programming is designed to automatically output "Ow!" whenever my speakers detect any noises above 100 decibels. You can poke around the lab to see if it has what you want.
Brooklyn kind of just ignored the voice. She moved around and tried to find the items she would need. When she did, she would dump them on a clean table in the centre of the lab. When she'd collected everything she would need, Brooklyn set to work fixing her arm.
(Wait so the arm that Brooklyn is fixing, is that like robotic or something?)
(yeah so it's like a prosthetic that was built by her dad. it's specially built because it needs to channel her crystal ability. she isn't extremely smart, but she knows exactly how to fix her arm because her dad told her how to. the wiring sometimes comes undone over long wear so she often just has to tighten it)
(Alrighty then, cool cool)
…are you a cyborg?
"What?! NO! I'm human! Why would you think I was a cyborg?" She asked, her arm mostly fixed. "I'm completely human. 100 percent."
That is a very strong reaction to my question, perhaps you are sensitive about the subject. So, I will leave it be, but not before answering your question, as humans tend to dislike feeling ignored. I do have cameras in this room, and your arm, well, the wiring indicates modern technology of some sort.
"Well…my dad made it." She pulled the arm off, realising that the next part would be easiest with it not on her. This action revealed a stump. "I was born without most of my left arm. For some reason, I still had all the nerves I needed to move the fingers if they were there. When I was old enough, he made this for me. But the tech is a bit old and needs fixing, but since it's specially made I can't get anyone to give me a new one."
Huh, I'm afraid I can't do anything about that, I can only exist in numerous lines of code, cameras, and speakers.
"I didn't ask if you could fix it, did I?!" Brooklyn yelled. "It's all I have left of my dad! I ain't throwing away his life's work!" She angrily kept working on fixing the arm, pissed off.
You are angry. What can I do to calm your emotions? Anger is no good when it comes to making decisions.
"Stop talking!" Brooklyn shouted. "Just shut up!" Her arm was just about fixed.
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