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9/26/2015 9:20:11 PM
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"Not bad. How have you been?"
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"Good, let's get Sawyer into the forge, I have everything set up and ready."
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"Alright." He angles Sawyer's wheelchair up and over the first step, avoiding Astrid's toes as he wheels him in.
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[b]Astrid leads them into a room with a bunch of medical equipment set up[/b]
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"You've done this before?" He stops after they enter the door.
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"Yup, I pride myself on my flexibility."
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"Alright. Sawyer, you ready?"
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"I'm ready. If it means I can walk again."
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"Astrid, you're up." He picks Sawyer up and sets hum on the medical bed.
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"Great." [b]Astrid carefully picks him up and lays him on the table[/b]
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"I'm nervous."
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"Don't worry, that worst that could happen is you will feel sick for a few hours." [b]Astrid places a device around his leg[/b]
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"Ok."
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[b]Astrid presses a button and holes open in the device, showing points were the needles will go[/b]
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"That's trippy."
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"One second." [b]Astrid wipes his skin with a numbing agent before another device whirls to life, the needles on its arms gleam as a red substance can be seen in it[/b]
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Tommy watches from the doorframe.
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[b]the machine begins to work on Sawyer[/b]
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He crosses his arms while he waits.
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"Cool."
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[b]the needles slowly insert themselves in his flesh, they keep going until they reach his severed tendon[/b]
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"Just a sting."
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[b]he can feel the machine inject the red liquid into him, it fills him with a warm and comforting feeling as his tendon begins to heal[/b]
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He instantly feels better.
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[b]the process seems to go on forever, the blissful feeling growing larger[/b]
