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>New Rule: Employees with an Extract order are to automatically equip Delectable Jaws if any are available.
Duly noted.
>Make sure Zero and Felix don't die. Feel free to use GWIT if it'll help.
The doctors are going hard at work to keep these two from meeting the Father himself. While Emily is nowhere near exhausted from doing all of this work, Seneca is getting pretty sick of the influx of new bodies to treat.
Felix's getting more of the attention, with the autodoc slowly and carefully removing the things stuck all across his body, with Zero having to resolve with being treated by Arthur and Employee U via a trauma kit.
Apparently they're insanely user-friendly.
>-1 Trauma Kit charge (2/3)
"You get used to the smell of blood after a while but, damn, at least Z-Comapny had more than this." Seneca scoffs, trying her best to remove yet another knife from Felix. "Some magic would be <span class="mu-i">pretty helpful</span>, Uriel."
Uriel (wow that's both fitting and super on the nose) looks up from the barely awake Zero. The bags under his eyes are pretty bad. "We don't have much magic for healing physical wounds in here, sorry. Soul wounds, if anything."
You don't see any major complications so far but things could change on a dime.
>L,Q,T, Extract the Slasher, I want a memento of our victory here.
It's quite offputting knowing that one of the drones has the teeth, in since you checked on the storage room where they're at and at expected, both are gone.
And you can't tell how the hell they got it in their "mouth".
A small group of meat soldiers surround the fish to prevent anyone else from going near the fish aside from who you assigned to harvest from it.
"Yeesh. Why the hell is there a human corpse dangling here?" Lily points at the fake Felix. The drones look up at it and shrug at the same time.
"Weirdest? Not." Talon remarks. Q nods along. "Yes. Quite tame, comparatively."
"Fuckin' drones. Why do you talk like that?" Lily grumbles under her breath. "At least ask Q-Company to make your meat taste better."
After that small little convo, they go back to work. The floor quickly turns into a bloodbath as the three rip and tear huge chunks of the fish's flesh out by the handfuls. Which quickly turns more surreal when they stop ripping out flesh and start ripping out wires and glass.
Eventually they're unable to harvest anything remotely resembling a living creature. You don't even see any bones after they dug out what must've been piles on piles of extract.
Extracted
-Four buckets worth of Blueblood and Blueflesh (Smells like a late night talkshow on Saturday night, freezing to the touch. Good for Subdue works? I wanna eat some. -L)
-Two buckets filled with various electronic parts (Parts are similar to those used for your Console. Screens, wiring, capacitators, resistors.)
-An old, dirty VHS tape with "GREAT JOB" labeled on it. (How are we going to play this? -T)
-Another set of throwing knives! (also collected the knives thrown into it)
