[Engineer was oiling up his artificial hand on his bench with Isabela sauntered in. Hedy his robotic dog, bounds up to Isabela, rapidly wagging her tail as she lets out a small, tinny BARK.]
Hey there.
[The mercenary laughs as he grabs a rag to clean his hand - flexing the joints in between.]
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Hey there.
[The mercenary laughs as he grabs a rag to clean his hand - flexing the joints in between.]
You come to the right place. It's ready.