Post by Fukushu on Dec 17, 2022 19:07:42 GMT -5
There was so much to do, yet Fukushu found himself bedridden. To design his legs alone would be a process, let alone the rehab work he'd have to put in. He was looking at weeks, if not months of training before he'd be back to full strength, yet he couldn't afford to do nothing. He still had his mouth, and as long as he could talk he could make deals. He had initially thought about sending a message out to Brumal, but he decided to hold off on that an instead pursue another path: Mint.
Mint and Fukushu had never meet before, yet he expected the Arcosian to have at least heard of him. Fukushu of course had his men dig into Mint as much as they could, though the results were less than satisfactory. His main concern was figuring out whether or not Mint could be an asset to his work, but he wouldn't figure that out without a proper face to face meeting.
He had sent an invite to the Arcosian emperor, and got to work preparing his room as much as he could. He knew that for these types showing weakness was unacceptable and so he temporarily forced any and all signs of his missing legs out of the medical bay, which included the artificial replacements that his men had been growing. He stuffed two failed leg reproductions down where he limbs should have been, and threw a blanket over it in order to disguise his disfigurement as much as possible.
Finally he ordered all staff out of the room, wanting to speak to Mint privately. He couldn't hide the bandage that was wrapped over his face, nor the burns across his body, but those were scars he could accept showing off. Once the preparation was over he gave out the final instructions to his men.
"Mint should be arriving soon. I want you to show the same respect you'd show Brumal; he is also an emperor let's not forget. I want no chatter of my injuries outside of the superficial ones you see now. I want him escorted to this room right away, and let him know that we'll be speaking alone. Now go."
Mint and Fukushu had never meet before, yet he expected the Arcosian to have at least heard of him. Fukushu of course had his men dig into Mint as much as they could, though the results were less than satisfactory. His main concern was figuring out whether or not Mint could be an asset to his work, but he wouldn't figure that out without a proper face to face meeting.
He had sent an invite to the Arcosian emperor, and got to work preparing his room as much as he could. He knew that for these types showing weakness was unacceptable and so he temporarily forced any and all signs of his missing legs out of the medical bay, which included the artificial replacements that his men had been growing. He stuffed two failed leg reproductions down where he limbs should have been, and threw a blanket over it in order to disguise his disfigurement as much as possible.
Finally he ordered all staff out of the room, wanting to speak to Mint privately. He couldn't hide the bandage that was wrapped over his face, nor the burns across his body, but those were scars he could accept showing off. Once the preparation was over he gave out the final instructions to his men.
"Mint should be arriving soon. I want you to show the same respect you'd show Brumal; he is also an emperor let's not forget. I want no chatter of my injuries outside of the superficial ones you see now. I want him escorted to this room right away, and let him know that we'll be speaking alone. Now go."
PL: 92,500
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 200/250 (Critical Condition)
Resources: Cunning Cutthroat, Durability, Raw Talent
Items: Arm Blaster, Battle Armor, Senzu Bean, Hetap, Dyno Capsule
WC: 367
TWC: 367
KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 200/250 (Critical Condition)
Resources: Cunning Cutthroat, Durability, Raw Talent
Items: Arm Blaster, Battle Armor, Senzu Bean, Hetap, Dyno Capsule
WC: 367
TWC: 367