Hehehe. Sorry. *looks at fist then goes back to playing guitar*
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*Sits down* It's fine... Hurts like hell, though.
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*sighes* Let me see.
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*Backs up* No no nono... get away. Don't touch me.
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Fear is thy worst enemy- some guy I learned about in Social Studies class.
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You're strange. I'm telling you: DO NOT touch me. Your damned cybernetic enchantments.
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*throws you a medical bag* Fine patch yourself up.
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*Uses medical equipment* Thank you..
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You're welcome.