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*Whoosh*
Winds gushing from the exterior to here, makes up for the wake up call since both my parents are doing something else aboard this Sky's Hospital (That's what they're called as). Some time has passed after the check ups, months apart And they're all quite mundane, to be honest.
Now, who's taking care of me? . . . It's the sleazybag, is i-
*Ker-chak*
Tio: "Yo, Arl~! Miss me, yet?". . . Unfortunately, it will be so. Him, an-
Liyan: "*sighs* Taking quite the time, haven't you?". This woman who's a colleague and his partner on the check up room, just sipping another can of fermented drinks and looking up the net on his tablet. "He's been typing quite a hefty amount of times to your device, is what you're missing out, by the way"
Ayy, it's for readjusting my past knowledge to the current, like learning British English using Duolingo. I mean, maybe that's the way I took after, but still it's a major pain in the arse. . . ass? . . . arse it is.
The both of them are quite casual when they're off their jobs, and even though those suits - for me - must have charcoaled them inside out, their skins are quite brilliant(read as: bright) despite my assumption. Technology's a wonder, eh?
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Tio's mildly spiky brown hair accompanied with ear pendants to his ears, freckles on his face and dark chocolate eyes speaks out delinquent for me. Though, his actions speaks more of a clutz more so than an intimidator.Black shirt adorned with saying of "All is Good" and blue jeans and white sneakers? Basic for me. Other's? Cute, is what the other's eyes might be thinking with her not focusing on what he's saying and is just mesmerized. She's be a predator, and he's quite the prey, I just know of it.
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Liyan's brandishing her long dark red hair atop her shoulders that still stretches out down to her buttocks (Good luck conquering those assets, dude), is alike of a phoenix yet to be awakened from its slumber and just enjoying life.Wearing a no-sleave navy blue cloth with cross motives and black cargo pants, tells me she's from the military around here. Maybe that's why she keeps an eye out on what I was typing before . . . Ugh~.
Tio: "Hehe, guess what I've brought?". Guy's sneering and as his hands' are behind his back, for reasons that still reminds me of kids around the block of Manhattan, I am made to wonder what he's hiding from our side of view.
I can already gather what the other's going to say:Liyan: "A pair of Mint Milks-"
Tio: "No!". And so the reveal is. . . a metallic rectangle, in the adorned fashion similar to a book. "My auto-appraiser, Arl!"
I gather up the energy needed to unleash the results of me training my tongues and teeth for. Speaking.Me: "Wha(t) fo(r)?". . . Incomplete, they're a mess, currently.
And the guy puts on a wide face after sighing out of adorement (from me, dababy).Tio: "Ehehe, wha fo, you ask?". Irritating, I want to punch him in the nose but can't reach with these dangly, meaty arms as he picks me up and services me with back pats on his left shoulder. "Now, let's see whether you acquired Life's Gifts, or not"
Whatever those are, he doesn't care whether I mind or not, and just put both my hands at the imprinted signs.And comes out a faint holographic blue light, getting brighter like a PC startup while booting.
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[Analyzing handprints. . . ]
[Data acquired]
[Vitality = 20
Stamina = 10
Mana = ?
Level = 0
Age = 2 years, 1 month, 13 days, 14 hours, 25 minutes, 40 seconds old
Intelligence = 222
Dexterity = 5
Reaction = 33
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These data that I don't even know of . . . are these the ones they've been collecting during my check ups?There's also the unknown blocks below, blocked from our view and knowing.
Liyan: "Aside from his intellect and the crossed-out statuses, he's just another of those slough for me to babysit through". She's brutally honest about doing this kind of thing, which I myself may not be so fond of myself from back then when I used to take care of a little brother figure of mine. If only. . . I were to remember those days. . .
He puts me atop the bunk bed that my parent uses where I don't get to see either of them until 7 in the evening, and now's 2 in the day.Tio: "Right. . . can we switch now?"
Liyan: "Tch. Yeah, I'll be back in awhile". She said that, but I can tell she wants to stay despite the new tasks given to her on her device.
*Ker-chak*
With the two of us here, he gets beside me and cuddles up a pillow while looking at me.Tio: "So, want to practice language again with big brother Tio?". He declares himself, in a relaxed state, no less.
I've been looking up on the net regarding the details of "Blights", but those are for another while for me to focus on. Now, now we learn.
Me: "Yah! Pwis!"
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