Your mech? [ Either RIku's from a world where such things are commonplace enough to not be shocked or confused, or... well, in this case, truth is stranger than fiction. ]
So you're a pilot? Or a fighter...
[ The story's familiar. Month after month, one ferry after another deposits another assortment of newcomers. Their stories could be similar, a struggle, a tragic accident, and then they were here.
Riku discovers the mobility in her wrist is limited, but not because of any medical knowledge, just the first-hand experience of having an untreated broken wrist. Taking her hand in his, the other reaching for the bend of her elbow, until that hand follows the line of her forearm, keeping it aligned just so. ]
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So you're a pilot? Or a fighter...
[ The story's familiar. Month after month, one ferry after another deposits another assortment of newcomers. Their stories could be similar, a struggle, a tragic accident, and then they were here.
Riku discovers the mobility in her wrist is limited, but not because of any medical knowledge, just the first-hand experience of having an untreated broken wrist. Taking her hand in his, the other reaching for the bend of her elbow, until that hand follows the line of her forearm, keeping it aligned just so. ]
Think you can hold still like this for a minute?