artyom-tloakâ:
âOf course not, Ma'am!â Artyom smiles. âIâve been practicing plenty, so Iâm ready whenever you require me."Â
âIâm glad to hear it.â She nodded. âHowever, I couldnât say the same.â She admitted, not really proud of that fact. Her attention moved to her own mechanic hand, taking it to pieces to be sure that everything was alright before putting it back in order. âNew enhance strength from what our technicians explained.â She didnât seem really sure about that fact, used to the prototypes that her crew like to give to her, sometimes good, sometimes not... âWould you give me the pleasure to test it? A little training, should be a problem am I wrong?â










