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[scarsnscalpels]

 And just when I thought you'd left me in peace for good.

There's nothing I can say that will make you do anything you don't want to, but let me be clear; whatever you have in mind for me, I'm not interested, and I'm not going to rise to the bait.

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[cubist_surgeon]

You could say no rest for the wicked, but I think the statement extends to all.

...your face has the most fascinating asymmetry...the differing pigments, the scar across the zygomatic bone all the way to the mandible and forehead. It's fascinating.

[scarsnscalpels]

[Ignoring your comment on his face with a light frown]

She hasn't felt the need to bring me out for going on two years now. I'd assumed she had moved on.

Black Jack! :DDDD <3~~

[bittydoll]

...Mister? Did you get hurt?

*The doll looks girly enough, but his voice is clearly, well, male. Young, but male. He looks like an expensive ball-jointed doll - every joint is marked and visible under a transparent layer of skin.*

Haha, hi there! <3

[scarsnscalpels]

[He'd be lying if he said the young strangers appearance didn't surprise him. But it only shows for a few moments before he nods]

Yes, a long time ago

omg

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Bait? What do you mean by that?

Good day!

[scarsnscalpels]

It means that I'm not going to let her get to me, or do what she wants

[Your stitches/scars have caught his attention good morrow, kindred spirit]

I never expected to see this guy here

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Your stitches have caught her own attention.]

Good luck with that.

... Have we met?

I've been playing him for years, but have only just come back into RP :)

[scarsnscalpels]

[Light frown]

No, I don't think we have. Why? Do I look familiar?

That's good. We need people like Blackjack

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[She looks right at him and frowns.]

I don't know, it's just.... the scar...

[She points to her own stitches with a scarred hand.]

I'm inclined to agree c:

[scarsnscalpels]

That's fair enough - though I suppose we'd remember each other if we had already met

[Crouching so that he's closer to her level, he holds out his own marred hand]

I'm Black Jack

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[After a moment she takes his hand in her own. She's a little surprised how small she seems compared to him.]

I'm Veronica Madaraki.

Seriously though, why the scar?

[scarsnscalpels]

[He answers as he straightens back up, his reply not one he's not used to giving, by any means]

I was involved in an accident when I was a child.

And you?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Oh...

[She coughs awkwardly. He told her, she might as well tell him.]

I got some from fights, but they're mostly medical scars.

[scarsnscalpels]

[Sorry kid - he gives as well as he gets]

Those are quite severe - why did you need so many surgeries?

[He's trying to picture you fighting someone..it's not going very successfully]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[That's the point. Throw off your opponent and all that.]

Because I uh....

..... I died...

[scarsnscalpels]

[Well played.]

[Okay, well that surprises him, if only because it's rare for him to meet anyone who looks like him, let alone have their reasoning be virtually the same as his. Instead of voicing any of this though he just nods again]

It was very lucky you had such a skilled surgeon

[And that's that question answered. He figures he should stop prying now - he normally wouldn't unless it was needed, but even he gets curious]

((ooc: I need to crash, but I'll get back to your tag first thing tomorrow :) ))

[stitchedupbodyguard]

((Yeah okay :) ))

[If he thinks that's surprising, Veronica's more surprised that this guy is okay with her saying that she died. Was he one of the professor's experiments?]

Actually... I have two. My sister, and our "father".

My notifs are apparently borked again.... But yes. Love Black Jack! >w< <3

[bittydoll]

*He notices the surprise, and almost mirrors the nod before catching himself. He tilts his head then, taking a long look at the mismatch of color along the man's face. He's never seen this kind of injury before.*

I'm sorry, that it hurt you. And, for my staring. I have never met anyone with a facial wound before - even if it was long ago.

No problem! And me too! He's awesome~

[scarsnscalpels]

[He's used to people looking or staring at him, so this doesn't bother him all that much - or if it is, he isn't letting it show.]

We have that in common; I've never met anyone who body looks like yours

[Sure, Pinoco's body was artificial, similarly 'doll like' - but in this case, he couldn't see how the limbs could move..there didn't appear to be any muscle, just ball-joints and skin.]

[scarsnscalpels]

[To be honest, 'coming back from the dead', as it were, wasn't something he found too shocking. He'd performed far riskier and far more unorthodox surgeries in his time.]

[Noticing the inflexion on the last word, he weighs up whether or not to ask about it.]

Why say it like that? Is he not your real father..?

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Yeah, it's her turn to be uncomfortable now. She's never had to explain this before.]

Well, he's responsible for our creation. Just not in the normal sense.

[scarsnscalpels]

I see

[Again, not something that surprises him]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

....

[Please allow her a moment to stare dumbfounded at him.]

None of this surprises you, does it?

[scarsnscalpels]

[He smirks a little]

No, not really. I've dealt with some very unusual cases in the past, and as it happens, an instance when I had to build someone a body in order for them to live.

I think nowadays it would take a lot to surprise me

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Really?

My sister takes some pretty outrageous cases in the past as well.

We once dealt with someone who wanted to live forever.

... It didn't end very well at all.