No pulse. No breathing. But her skin was warm to the touch; normal body temperature, and her eyes were blank, not dead.
She began to search the woman's skin for anything that would confirm her suspicions. What kind of ears were those? Finally, she took a peek up the pretty little dress.
With a huff of laughter--what a waste of time this had been--she smoothed the skirt back down over the biodroid's legs and looked up at the man hovering over her in a panic.
"Mister, what you need is a mechanic, not a doctor. Your robot's probably just low on power or something." Closing up her bag with a snap, she stood to go. "Auntie Unde's sells all sorts of odds and ends. You might be able to find some sort of charger there. But if she's really broken, ask for Luigi at Folios. I hear he dabbles in that kinda thing."
Feeling that fulfilled her kindness to idiots quota, she turned to leave.
To Seifer
"Please, Sir. Just let me do my job."
No pulse. No breathing.
But her skin was warm to the touch; normal body temperature, and her eyes were blank, not dead.
She began to search the woman's skin for anything that would confirm her suspicions. What kind of ears were those? Finally, she took a peek up the pretty little dress.
With a huff of laughter--what a waste of time this had been--she smoothed the skirt back down over the biodroid's legs and looked up at the man hovering over her in a panic.
"Mister, what you need is a mechanic, not a doctor. Your robot's probably just low on power or something." Closing up her bag with a snap, she stood to go. "Auntie Unde's sells all sorts of odds and ends. You might be able to find some sort of charger there. But if she's really broken, ask for Luigi at Folios. I hear he dabbles in that kinda thing."
Feeling that fulfilled her kindness to idiots quota, she turned to leave.