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“Tell me Pharma- why is it that those with medical training always make the worst patients? One would think you should know better- this hardly needed to take as long as it did. Such a mess. You’ve gotten it all over my hands. You’ll need to clean that up in a minute, doctor- ah, not yet. I said in a minute.”
“Good for you though, Pharma. You’ve been learning. I knew you were clever. You see, that’s why we bothered to recover you- oh you’re nice to look at, don’t get me wrong. And it certainly doesn’t hurt while we have to take care of you- oh, no, it rather improves things. But a pretty face isn’t enough for all this bother. Not really. Not enough to feed you, or clean you, or weld those nice little rings to your wrists. Clever idea, I really should thank Helex. I like knowing I can hitch you up and have you stay just where I left you. I like to keep my things in order, as well you know.”
“You’re a useful little jet. You know such wonderful tricks. Well- you will again, we just need to get you some lovely new hands, now don’t we? You’ll be a real prize then. Did you know that jets were Megatron’s frame of choice? Not to wear, obviously, but he did enjoy watching them, when he was a miner. Even when he was a gladiator, he still couldn’t bring himself to resist a saucy little airframe or two.”
“Impecable taste, our Lord has. He thought the freedom of their flight was so beautiful, the way they just cut through the air, the agility and grace. He even wrote some poetry about them- Would you like to hear it?”
“Of course you would.”
Second face-touchy themed picture. If they’d found him, I could see something like this happening to Pharma. He’s a doctor Tarn already considers to be his, and would be a valuable resource for the DJD once repaired. And since Tarn has no desire to seek help for his addiction, a surgeon would be a very useful thing indeed.