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"Don't take this as me doubting your technical skill, far from it." He must've been confident enough in his ability to engineer moving and mechanical parts like that, no rookie would do that.

...

So, Meteoriteman hoped.

"I've got a lot of proprietary connectors in there." He pulled up his arm joint to look, "It might be a different story if I was engineered by a human."

"But, if you're up to the challenge, I'm in no position to stop you. Being down an arm and all."

"Sure." Whatever he had to do, right? Even if that meant losing an arm. "You're probably not getting it back," but maybe he already has a feeling that it'll be another situation. Certainly won't be easy to get that arm back.

"I don't have many tools yet, but I can make you a temp arm until we get yours back."

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"I look suspicious?? How?" He was trying to avoid that. "Let me know how I can improve that."

❀*ೃ༄ “  .  .  .  what  look  ??  ”  her  sternness  fell  natural  on  her  face  :  is  it  shameless  or  is it a  grind  to  solicit  your  services  on  the  street  ??  shionne  doesn't  know  ,  and  it  isn't  for  her  to  discern  ,  probably  . 

“  if  your  services  are  aimed  to  help  ,  then  it  might  be  in  your  best  interest  to  be  less  suspicious  when  you're  pitching  them  .  ”

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who’s your pokémon partner?

Riolu

Well, would you look at that! It seems a Riolu wants to be your partner! Riolu, also called the Emanation Pokémon, has a peculiar power that allows it to see emotional auras and uses them to communicate with others. Like most fighting Pokémon, Riolu are drawn to people who are strong-hearted and competitive, though they are also known to also be exceptionally loyal and hasty Pokémon. They make the perfect partner for trainers who are driven and close-bonding, though have a knack for being systematic and want to understand issues completely. My friend, this marks the beginning of your and Riolu's journey together. Welcome to the world of Pokémon!

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"Ask her yourself. I'm not qualified to speak on her behalf." He extends his arm he still has, though. "For easy maintenance, of course. You wouldn't want to attempt repairs when it's still attached to a power source, would you?"

"Who would take a person's arm!? Why is it able to be taken in the first place!?"

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Meteorite adjusts his visor in discomfort at the mention of planet destroying aliens...Now, that sounded familiar, didn't it!

Fortunately, the subject changes as quickly as the mood had previously shifted, giving Meteorite no further time to ruminate on it. "W---hoa! N...No? I don't think so at least?" Others might beg to differ, but he had a sense of humility at least.

"If that's what you want to do, then I won't stop you."

"Hmm... I guess you're right. I'm not as evil as those aliens who destroyed our planet..." a small frown placed on his lips, almost pouting.

But immediately grins, changing his emotions as quickly, "its nice to meet you, Meteoriteman-San! Are you like a superhero?? Cause the name sounds awesome!!"

"Yea! I'd love that! Can I also name them too??"

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"I had to do something to deescalate whatever it was that was happening. And. It seemed she only really wanted my arm. I don't think it mattered if it was attached to anything." It was quite annoying that he hadn't thought to swipe his buster arm back, but really: he just wanted out of there, so could you blame him?

"Hm. What's with the sudden change of heart?" The help would be nice. Deciding not to press his luck further, he'll take him up on his offer. "As a matter of, I could use the help."

"Got a plan?"

"Right, you did lose an arm during that whole thing." He had seen how casually this guy just detached it to give to the girl. Strange things to see in these parts, isn't it? "I guess," he can imagine how much energy is being zapped by just his missing arm too actually.

"You need a hand? I just so happen to be in the mood to help someone out." There's certainly no pun intended, but he gestures to the missing limb with a shrug.

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"...She still has my arm."

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"May I see the sling?" Before he goes suggesting solutions, he at least wants to check out what she's even dealing with. "I want to see if the repairs I'm about to suggest would even be worth it before I send you on your way."

"I'm also not exactly an expert when it comes to fabrics, so take what I say as a suggestion rather than a fact."

Well... She's certainly not against the idea since a touch-up is long overdue, but... "... Do you know where I would be able to do that? I haven't been able to do much exploring just yet." Not to mention how confusing the map is!

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"I only had it in the bag after I disconnected my arm." His tone doesn't change despite his frustration.

"In the mood?? That's..." Was that even an option? This was something for Meteorite to ruminate over at home, he wouldn't do it here.

"Oh? This fuel tank? It's not great, but it offsets my battery consumption. Not exactly an energy efficient guy: y'know?"

"Me."

The look of bemusement is evident on the guy's face. For what though? Oh, right. Okay. Constantine recognizes the face although it had been brief. Wasn't he the guy who almost got drop-kicked by a woman who leaped into the air? What a sight that was.

"Nah, you had that in the bag, no problem." The bio-weapon shrugs. An eyebrow is arched curiously at the diesel this guy's drinking, but doesn't ask. Hey, some people eat Tide pods, right?

"Sure, Meteoriteman. If I'm in the mood to help you out."

Okay...he's gotta ask.

"S'that delicious or something?"

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"You."

He's unimpressed to say the least.

"You don't just not help someone out because you don't know them. If anything, that's inclination to want to help." Meteoriteman sips on a cannister of diesel he picked up on the way over.

"And: now you do know me. So next time I'm in a pickle: help a guy out. Name's Meteoriteman. Now there's no excuse."

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"Y...Yeaaah, don't mention it." He's officially weirded out, but. It was enough to satiate her for the time being, so, a win is a win.

"Fortunately for me, the cart's up ahead."

"Huh?!" Mary Sue pauses with her compact in hand and slowly replaces it in her bag.

"Really? You mean it?"

"Um, I've never had someone rent me his arm before, hehe."

She reaches for the metal arm—which ow, it was hot!—before cradling it in her skirt in satisfaction.

"Okay! Let's go get sorbet before I get sunstroke! Lalala~"

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"Hard to get?!" Poor passerbys having to witness this. "What do you even think this is? I was just showing you a sorbet cart!"

"I yield. You want my arm? Take it." Though, he means it in quite the literal sense, and proceeds to disconnect the grey buster from his elbow joint.

"There..."

"I need it back, though."

Mary Sue hits the ground and executes a perfect pivot on her heels before turning to face her quarry.

"Hey now, you're the one playing hard to get!"

"Of course I'm not gonna back down from a challenge!"

What's next? Mary Sue cracks her knuckles, straightens her hat, digs out two lip glosses from her bag, which she twirls between her fingers before flinging them at her target.

"Accept them! My strawberry-peach scented Kiss of Love attack!"

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"Are you crazy?!" With her momentum, the most he can do is slide out of the way. Titanium against asphault isn't the most gracious thing to grace his auditory banks, but it sure did beat the alternative? Sparks sure were flying, but in all the wrong ways!

"Does this work for you? Like at all???"

"Ahhhh, no I'm not!" This time, Mary Sue has to catch herself before she falls flat on her face. That was a close one.

"Ok buster, third time's the charm."

"TAKE THIS!!"

And she pivots herself in the air, dress and all, to launch a flying kick!

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Right as she goes for his other arm, he adjusts his visor. Nice try!

"You sure? You're lagging behind."

Huh? How'd she miss?

"O-of course I won't!" Mary Sue exclaims out loud and aims for his other arm next.

Hyaaahhh gotchu!!

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The card gets tucked right into the fold of his jacket, but, as she's about to grab his arm, Meteorite abruptly turns.

"Thiiis way!"

"Don't get left behind: ok!"

"Uh-huh, I sing and stuff! Here, take my card." And out of her cutesy messenger purse comes a business card for Starberry Productions, complete with her artist name.

"Heheh, if the sorbet's good I'll even give you my autograph! Let's go, let's go!"

She's grabbing for his arm next!

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"Uh, idol?...Well, as far as tie-in goes, I don't think so. Those signs are typically more gaudy and noticeable. So, you should be fine." Maybe he'll regret this decision to grab sorbet.

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He'll most likely regret this actually.

"OK!" Suddenly rejuvenated, Mary Sue hops off the bench and dashes to the Mysterious Stranger's side. "This isn't part of a tie-in promo or something, right?"

"I'm a contracted idol now, so I gotta ask for perms before I take on sponsorship deals!"

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"Noo, but I did see a couple of standalone carts along the street. I can show you."

"Y-yeah?"

"Do you have some?!"

Oops, if she stares any longer she's gonna start drooling.