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Been a while since I last posted here My lead character is thinking about doing something really stupid (language warning):
Adrenaline put such dumb-fuck macho bullshit into your head.
[character proceeds to do really stupid thing]
There were a thousand bullshit excuses he could have sold her, but he was lying enough just telling her she'd be fine. She wouldn't be. He knew it as deeply as she did.
He held her close, kissed her head, and whispered soothing fiction until she stopped shaking.
She pulled the sleep sock off her arm, rubbed moisturiser into the stump. The severed nerves tingled more than usual. Massaged her arm from absent elbow to shoulder, draining the trapped lymph fluid. The tingling decreased. Never gone, just managed. She wiped down the prosthetic arm with antibac, snugged it against the stump. It found the contacts buried in her flesh. Her implant registered the prosthesis and she wiggled the fingers. Bone-white. NLI sold a synthetic skin sleeve, but to her it looked more undead than the factory finish.