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Hey pal, watch were you're putting that-*cries out in pain*
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He glares at you and still doesn't say a word. Another patient talks to you. "Ol' doc here can't talk. Took shrapnel to the throat when he was a field medic."
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Oh. Well I'm an engineer and I think I have something for that. Doc, can you pass me my bag? It's on the table
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He hands you your bag but keeps working on you.
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This may hurt a bit, but don't worry. *attaches thought to voice device on through of the doc* it only works on what you want to say aloud. Only drawback is you sound like Microsoft Sam
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He shakes his head and blocks you from putting it on him. The other patient laughs. "He won't fix it, we've tried to get him to get treatment but he refuses each time."
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Oh. Welp looks like I'm all patched up. What'll it cost me?
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He shoots you a confused glance. "He doesn't take payment, the government pays him a salary."
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Oh I'm sorry. I'm from Ta'nire. We live on luxury and everything has a price. Only came out this way to hunt a certain demon with a certain name
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The other patient looks at you concerned "what is its name?"
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Gra'arc the world eater
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The patient shakes his head "That's a death wish"
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I've been dead since he destroyed Ta'nire.
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He regards you for a moment "I see, in that case I wish you luck."
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Well I'll be seeing ya *a book falls out of my bag as I leave*
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The doctor picks it up and tries to return it to you.
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Keep it Doc, it's an old demonology book. I've practically memorized it.
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[b]turns to other patients[/b] $50 says he kills em.
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Thanks for the faith Jack.