Barry coughed up a little bit of blood. He sighs. It might be too
late for him. He closes his eyes and stops moving, waiting for
death to come to him and finish him off once and for all. He would
be happy to die. He woud rather die than kill other dragons
including his family.
"OKAY I KNOW WHAT TO DO, FARON!" She yelled into the radio. She ran
with the table Barry was chained to into the operating room.
Truthfully, she wasn't sure if it would work.
"Erm...." Chrome put a mask over B4RR7's face, removing his muzzle.
She grabbed a few robotic parts from the corner. They hadn't been
tested yet, but hopefully would work.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Chrome cut into B4RR7 carefully. There was severe internal bleeding
from a majority of his blood vessels bursting, from what she could
see and what she read in the books. She cautiously picked up
several plates of metal. She set about fusing these plates to his
blood vessels to mend them back together. She placed a plate on a
vessel, then bent it around the burst area and fused it back
together with a heated poker. She did the same process for all the
burst vessels. At this point, there was many, many large cuts
across B4RR7. Chrome placed a plate of metal over each cut, then
fused it to his scales with the heated poker. The plates weren't
quite melded strong enough, however, so she punched holes in the
metal and reinforced the plates with large screws. She melded metal
to his claws to mend them, and now they looked quite threatening.
The metal was a kind which did not get rust, so that he could still
swim.
(In short, Barry had severe internal bleeding so Chrome fixed it)
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Barry is now feeling a lot better. He wants to wake up, but
something is keeping him asleep. His consciousness is inside him,
thinking of a way to wake up. "Hmm, could I try bumping my brain?"
His consciousness bumps his brain, hoping to wake it up. Barry
grunts in his sleep.
Barry is starting to wake up. "Man, me want died." he thought to
himself. He looks around, everything a bit fuzzy. He wipes his
eyes, but notices that his claws were cold. He looks at them and
sees metal. "What happen me?" he says aloud.
"You almost died. But I saved you. No need to thank me." Chrome had
to admit, she was a little proud of herself. She didn't expect that
to go as well as it did.
Creek sighed with relief when she saw that Barry was okay.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Barry gets up and tries to hug Chrome, thanking her for saving his
life, even though she is the one who brought him there. Maybe this
scavenger isn't so bad after all.
Barry managed to tug at her hand when he was trying to hug her.
Chrome looked away and tried not to smile. "Th...thank you." She
tried to look dignified but was blushing. She ran over to her chair
and continued reading, hiding her face behind her book.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Barry looks over at Crystal and scoots his wheeled table over to
him. "She heawed me." he whispered. He looks at his claws. "I also
have metal claws, but I think that is it, there is no metal on my
back or anyfing I don't fink.
"Actually, there is some metal apart from your claws. Check your
right arm." Chrome pointed to a spot on his arm where there was a
large plate of metal. "The metal is mainly on your back, in the
spots you can't see." Chrome glared at Crystal. "I just saved his
life, how is that hurting him, you maggot?" She snarled at Crystal.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
"Wow, either way, thanks for saving my life." he said, smiling. "I
think I might stay for a bit more, and see if they will stay nice
to me." He said. He scoots his table back to his spot and is happy.