mingle

[we_meet_again]

Who: you?
Where: Hotel and surrounds
When: Day 122

[Whatcha up to, Imeeji?]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Does it really need an explanation?

[But anyway, Intensity approaches Hurricane with a clothed wrapped bundle that is vaguely leg shaped. Even better - it's vaguely the shape of his leg.

Whatever it's made of, it blurring the line between something that's a heavy duty durable plastic and something that's not quite metal. But that might just be due to the heavy waterproof coating that protects the outside. The foot portion is also a bit wider and flatter for better swimming.]

It comes with a light---

[Built into the knee]

And a motor.

[Which is encased in the foot (also probably why it's wider than average).]

Nothing too powerful but it should propel you at a leisurely pace if you start feeling lazy.

Also don't be surprised if the water gets into the leg when submerged and drains when you take it out. That's to help regulate the weight to be similar to your flesh and blood leg.

[1/2]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Opens his mouth, like he wants to say something?]

[And closes it. And opens it again??]

...dude.

Dude.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He reaches out to take it, practically vibrating with excitement.]

This is the coolest frickin thing I've ever seen.

[unbr8kable]

[Playing at cool, poorly]

Yeah? Think you might could use it?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I think I'm gonna use it all the time.

[unbr8kable]

Going merman now? Gonna find your fortune under the sea?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Hey, who knows, dude? Maybe we got a pirate here who snuck out the hotel and hid their treasure some night, when everyone was sleeping.

Maybe we got demon pirates, we don't know.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Yes. Good. Please direct all enthusiasm and otherwise positive emotions toward Nemesis and Cobalt.

(Don't kill the messenger inventor)]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Sorry, dude, not a chance. Which is to say, he's shifting the leg to nestle in the crook of his elbow so he can loop an arm around Intensity, casual, and jostle him like an enthusiastic puppy with a toy.]

You never even said. How long've you been working on this thing?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Hurricane.

Mercy. Please.

Huffs irritably though he's not actively pulling away]

Long enough.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[NO MERCY!!!!]

Look at you, you're like the spy master over here, ultimate keeper of secrets.

[we_meet_again]

You gonna put it on or what?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Like anything could stop me. Pretty sure if I don't get to try this thing in the next couple minutes, the world's gonna find out what causes spontaneous combustion.

[Which is to say, plonking himself down right there on the ground and pulling his screwdriver out of his superhero belt pouch.]

[we_meet_again]

Good thing we've got a lake right here that we can toss you into, if you do!

[crossmyheartandhope]

And good thing I got this badass leg to help me pull it off in style.

[Starts undoing the screws!]

[we_meet_again]

It really came out looking awesome!

[As expected!]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course.

It's not rocket science.

[we_meet_again]

Leg science!✨

[✨✨✨]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[. . .]

Prosthesis.

[we_meet_again]

[laughs]

I'm just messing with you.

Thanks again for doing this!

[unbr8kable]

Huhh... Sounds all fancy when you put it like that. I almost want one myself.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You'll have to wait a few days. I botched the wiring on yours on the first pass.

And I didn't know you wanted it for swimming.

[unbr8kable]

Nah, I got my own legs. Surprised you'd admit to botching anything, though--must've been a pretty big deal.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Real advances in technology require trial and error. Any scientist worth their salt would know that.

And I was talking about upgrades to this.

[Tapping his arm with the back of his hand]

[unbr8kable]

[Taps back, genial]

Sorry, I was sorted onto Jockendor, not Nerdenclaw. But yeah, I was gonna ask you about those. Namely, that you can't give the new guy on my team a better arm than me, okay?