"Ha, that's why she's-" [i]A thrown ball, formed from a napkin, bounced off of the soldier's helmet.[/i] "[i]Wow[/i], Cel." [i]Celkym smirked a little, shrugging.[/i] "...Look, I can hook her up, fix her up really. Get a guy to work on her limbs, then you two can.. I seriously don't know what you're doing here, but it's whatever."