"He's losing...!"
"Give him..."
"Move him to the medical...!"
"Cut open his suit..."
Ken manages to save Walt from being a monster chow, but Walt is still uncouncious from the explosion of his Genoace. The medical team is carting him as soon as he arrives.
"Holy shit! What is that..."
But as soon as they cut open his pilot suit...

Eyes.
Many eyes are staring from the flesh of Walt's left arm. Staring at the medical team, staring at the walls, staring at everything. The eyes are darting around jerkily in their sockets, blinking, looking left and right, up and down.
Needless to say, Walt moves straight to quarantine.
You might, or might not see all of these happening, since everything happens right on the hallways.
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A few days later, you can see him sitting in his medical gown at Alhambra's medical bay cafeteria, staring intently at a cup of coffee, his body full of bandages. His left arm is wrapped like a mummy.
You might notice that other patients and staffs are trying to sit far away from him, leaving him a hole in the middle of a crowd.
Greet him?
"Give him..."
"Move him to the medical...!"
"Cut open his suit..."
Ken manages to save Walt from being a monster chow, but Walt is still uncouncious from the explosion of his Genoace. The medical team is carting him as soon as he arrives.
"Holy shit! What is that..."
But as soon as they cut open his pilot suit...
Eyes.
Many eyes are staring from the flesh of Walt's left arm. Staring at the medical team, staring at the walls, staring at everything. The eyes are darting around jerkily in their sockets, blinking, looking left and right, up and down.
Needless to say, Walt moves straight to quarantine.
You might, or might not see all of these happening, since everything happens right on the hallways.
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A few days later, you can see him sitting in his medical gown at Alhambra's medical bay cafeteria, staring intently at a cup of coffee, his body full of bandages. His left arm is wrapped like a mummy.
You might notice that other patients and staffs are trying to sit far away from him, leaving him a hole in the middle of a crowd.
Greet him?
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[Setsuko approaches, but she keeps her distance for now. She heard what happened.]
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Oh, it's that young lady who want to make a difference. How can I help you, miss?
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Oh, it's the young lady commander. How can I help you, miss?
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I came to see if you were alright. It seemed really bad when we pulled you out of there.
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How were the others from... the mission? I was kinda out of touch you see.
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Is anyone sitting here?
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with only the power to push others away
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*Walt's moves his left arm, and an eye blinks out from a bit of loose bandage.*
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*Walt moves his arms in agitation, and a bit of lose bandages moves. An eye blinks out from there.*
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[Ken's greeting is simple, but the reason he's here should be pretty obvious. Guess he's done his time in his cell by now.]
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[Ken glances at the arm.]
Either way, you may want to hold off on any thanks till we have a better idea of just... what that is.
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[Tarisa approaches speaking rather openly before taking a seat across from Walt.]
In all seriousness it sounds like you guys found the one thing that might just be creepier than the BETA and did a fair job of kicking it's ass back into that black dome they came flopping out of so I think you did a great job of it and if anyone's freaked out by a minor thing like that then you should just forget about them.
I do wish we'd been in that fight though, sounds like it was a hell of a brawl but with the adjustments being done on our units and the finalizing of the paperwork to clear the red tape it seems like it might be a little while yet but they outta look out when we are clear, I'm sure we'll have something worked up by then that will trump whatever it is that they do and we'll really stick it to them.
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Huh, apparently I don't actually project a force field that reject human being. I should mention that to the researchers...
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If they insist on poking and prodding you they better damn sure be looking for a way to help you not just that they've got a fascinating new guinea pig or we may have to have an informal introduction to the joys of TSF piloting.
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[Leos is going to pop up nearby Walt and look curiously at the bandaged arm.]
Man... you are gonna win so many staring contests with that.
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Though... do you think you'll need to get glasses for them too?
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