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Who: Isaak, X-23, anyone
When: Day 16, late afternoon
Where: Apartment I and the hallway outside
What:

[ Anyone glancing in the open doorway of Apartment I today will be treated to the sight of a dissection in progress! X-23 seems to be doing most of the cutting, while Isaak provides directions and observes. ]

Ah . . . another Y incision for this one as well, please.

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[As soon as Becca sees what's going on, she hurries inside and pulls out a notebook, ready to sketch the proceedings and various diagrams of what gets pulled out. She tries to stay out of the way.]

[ . . . only has one claw out on her left hand. . . esp since her right still has fingers missing or whatever, and makes the cut

PRECISION CUTTING!1 like a winner. ]

[ nods to her, as she enters ]

Do you plan to take notes?

Uh-huh.

[So proud of herself.]

Thank you.

[ pulls some of those skin flaps aside ] Are you certain we shouldn't pause to have you healed?

[ . . . no comment. . . ]

You're speaking again, I see.

I am fine.

Yeah, I was only silent for one day.

[Watching you!]

[did someone say dissection

peeking his head in curiously]

[ well, I'm too polite to mention the missing chunks of flesh ]

Cut here, if you would.

Okay.

[ cut '-'a ]

[ disseeccctttiooon ]

[notes notes notes]

[ yes, this certainly appears to be a dissection! ]

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

[ IDK MY BFF DISSECTION ]

[. . . wait don't I know you]

[ well i don't know you. ]

[whelp]

[ if my afterlife was a drinking game and i had to take a shot everyone asked if i was amanita i still wouldn't be drunk because my body metabolizes alcohol too quickly but the idea still stands '-' ]

[. . . well, if you were Amanita I figure you would've acknowledged me by now, so there]

[ i suppose so. too busy cutting dead things and missing chunks of flesh and fingers i guess w/e w/e ]

[. . . missing fingers . . .]

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