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directors_cutWho: Billy Loomis, OTA
What: Arm Practice
Where: The Agrii Ship
When: During New Tick Part Two
Warnings: Billy Loomis
It took a frustrating amount of coordination to line the digits of his new arm up with the button to start with, and now Billy was working on maintaining the pressure needed to actually push the damn thing so he could 'enjoy' some protein paste. He wanted to hurl the damn bowl held in his good hand against the wall, but if he didn't learn the basics of making this prosthetic work then he was never going to be able to use his other gifts. And he very much wanted to make use of them.
He was doing all right when the pressure shifted, arm jolting against the machine and falling to the floor, rolling away while Billy kicked the base of the machine in frustration.
"...Can you hand me that?" he asked tensely.
What: Arm Practice
Where: The Agrii Ship
When: During New Tick Part Two
Warnings: Billy Loomis
It took a frustrating amount of coordination to line the digits of his new arm up with the button to start with, and now Billy was working on maintaining the pressure needed to actually push the damn thing so he could 'enjoy' some protein paste. He wanted to hurl the damn bowl held in his good hand against the wall, but if he didn't learn the basics of making this prosthetic work then he was never going to be able to use his other gifts. And he very much wanted to make use of them.
He was doing all right when the pressure shifted, arm jolting against the machine and falling to the floor, rolling away while Billy kicked the base of the machine in frustration.
"...Can you hand me that?" he asked tensely.
