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[rocket_man26]

[The camera blinks on focusing on the background where the pilot is standing at a window. Pulling open the tattered old drapes he lets the light spill in, revealing a sleeping figure in the foreground.]

Morn'n starshine! Up an at'em, sure you wanna get a looksy at that floorspace, tell me if it'll do for your crazy R and D's an--

Huh.

[Turning around he scratches his temple under his goggles before striding over to the figure. The scream focuses and reveals the clear profile of Professor Lucrecia lost in a deep sleep.]

Still dose'n eh?

[Despite finding her in the street during all the chaos he took her plight lightly just as a way to psyche himself out and not lose his cool. Taking off his glove with a pull of his teeth, he touches two fingers to her neck.]

Pulse is still stable but I'm no doc.

[Glancing up at the blinking screen his concerned demeanor snaps into one of that familiar steadfast urgency.]

Yo Vin, if you're out there an' not flip'n your shit, you best get over here, 510L, otherwise I'm take'n her over to the clinic. Sounds like everyone's taken their chill-pills 'bout now.

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[withoutawing.livejournal.com]

I was a bored, hyperactive boy stuck in a big lab with a group of scientists who would rather talk about their work then entertain me. I had to make what I could with what I had.

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[rocket-man26.livejournal.com]

Sound like a real grade-A hellion. Had t'grow up entertain'n myself as a kid, what with live'n in the no-where boonies. Favorite passtime was jump'n off the roof. Went to see how many times I could skirt break'n my legs before Pop threatened to saw 'em off.

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[withoutawing.livejournal.com]

I tried that a couple times, but then I grew bored with it. It seems I had a knack for landing on my feet early on in my childhood.