I hate to ask this, especially here. Is there anyone here who has any experience with medicine? Or perhaps....removing things? Please let me know, it is urgent. If not I shall have to brave the so-called healers that reside here.
[If that's the case, Erwin is already making plans for dissecting this thing and seeing if it has anything weird in it. Hopefully Cass and Falco won't be disturbed to find him cutting apart a human arm on the kitchen table.]
A false arm, used to replace your actual one.
[Erwin glances up.]
I've been reading about the technology here, and they do have some possibilities. I don't, however, trust anyone local to do it.
[For obvious reasons! Erwin finishes his coffee and stands up.]
I'm going to go home and gather what I think I'll need for this. I should be back in about half an hour. I'd recommend cleaning around the incision line and getting yourself mentally prepared. [A short pause.] Drinking some alcohol probably wouldn't be a bad idea.
I see, I believe I may have seen some in my own world with such things but I will admit I never had much chance to converse with them. I would not trust those here either.
[ The idea of a replacement not given by this town is tempting, but Anduin knows he's going to simply see how it goes. He's no expert on this but the stubborn Wrynn mindset wonders if only using the one arm will simply make him stronger?
It's a mystery and one Anduin would never have wished to find out the result of.]
Of course, I will make sure to have those done in the next thirty minutes. Is there anything else you would need that I can arrange?
[ Bizarrely enough, Anduin is more concerned in making sure Erwin has everything that they require than sorting his own things out. It's the curse of a helpful nature, though he also won't point out there isn't any alcohol in the house — he doesn't partake and there has been no adult living there for a while now.....]
(ooc: did you want to handwave the rest? am happy to keep going if you are :3 )
[An interesting prospect, the idea of one arm making you stronger. Erwin would have to admit that he made some of his greatest gambles after losing his, and succeeded in them. The cost, though, was too high. On a personal level, it was way too high.]
I don't believe so. The most important thing is your mental state, because I'm afraid I don't have any heavy painkillers.
[That's not ominous at all, Erwin! A perfect note to leave on!]
[Erwin lets himself out, and true to his word, comes back thirty minutes later with a duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. He knocks politely and waits to be let back inside.]
[OOC: I am here for the gore and awful, let's gooooo]
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A false arm, used to replace your actual one.
[Erwin glances up.]
I've been reading about the technology here, and they do have some possibilities. I don't, however, trust anyone local to do it.
[For obvious reasons! Erwin finishes his coffee and stands up.]
I'm going to go home and gather what I think I'll need for this. I should be back in about half an hour. I'd recommend cleaning around the incision line and getting yourself mentally prepared. [A short pause.] Drinking some alcohol probably wouldn't be a bad idea.
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[ The idea of a replacement not given by this town is tempting, but Anduin knows he's going to simply see how it goes. He's no expert on this but the stubborn Wrynn mindset wonders if only using the one arm will simply make him stronger?
It's a mystery and one Anduin would never have wished to find out the result of.]
Of course, I will make sure to have those done in the next thirty minutes. Is there anything else you would need that I can arrange?
[ Bizarrely enough, Anduin is more concerned in making sure Erwin has everything that they require than sorting his own things out. It's the curse of a helpful nature, though he also won't point out there isn't any alcohol in the house — he doesn't partake and there has been no adult living there for a while now.....]
(ooc: did you want to handwave the rest? am happy to keep going if you are :3 )
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I don't believe so. The most important thing is your mental state, because I'm afraid I don't have any heavy painkillers.
[That's not ominous at all, Erwin! A perfect note to leave on!]
[Erwin lets himself out, and true to his word, comes back thirty minutes later with a duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. He knocks politely and waits to be let back inside.]
[OOC: I am here for the gore and awful, let's gooooo]