[video - ask a gentern if zydrate is right for you.]

[purpleknee]

As backwards as this place is, at least you're not using coin. That kind of economy never made a lot of sense to me. You don't even really seem like you're bartering at all! That's more than a little strange.

[Or maybe he just thinks he deserves a lot, when he's this far away from his heart. Hmn. A possibility, to be sure.]

However, since that's the case, I really don't see what the point is in working for an organization like the clinic. Why would I want to go work for someone else when I've been doing just fine on my own for years? Where I'm from, I'm one of just two menders, and I've had plenty of practice.

[He never even completed his training, but shhh.]

Has anyone from your great clinic recreated half a brain before? I doubt it. I have. So feel free to stop by the better healer whenever you like. I'm usually around the library trying to find something that isn't garbage, if you've, I don't know, got your fingers chewed off, or something.

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[purpleknee]

Fantastic.

[he's going to rip all his hair out, people are!! infuriating! when he doesn't have a connection to his heart, anyway.]

So were you at all interested in my services or did you just write to complain?

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[verinumeri]

At the moment, I haven't any need. I texted laboring under a misunderstanding, as I believe I've already noted.

[ If indirectly, because he still thinks it was -- checking the network tag -- Mr. Chopper's fault.

Mr. Chopper.

Well, it's no worse than Mr. Deadpool. ]

We can leave it at that.

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[purpleknee]

[listen... listen. his gramps was the tin woodsman. it's not weird.]

Bummer. Congratulations on the good health I guess.

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[verinumeri]

[ Of course he was.

Little does Mr. Chopper know, Hermann's mouth twists, thin, neither bitter nor sour, but only due to the years and practicality cushioning it. Ah, the virtues of texting. He's disinclined to correct him. ]

I'm sure you'll find something to do. Ta ra.