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"We should be okay. We just thought you better know some things about Dev before we operate on anything serious. He's had a bunch of cybernetic implants put in, including some of his organs. HIs body's worth a fortune...literally. Basically, he's had cybernetics put in everywhere. Strength enhancers, hearing and vision were improved, refleses were upgraded, hell, there's even a combat computer in there now."

He paused to take a sip of his coke.

"We should be okay, as his organ should function fine without power to them. He's had a lung put in, a second heart, both kidney's and some of the bladder. His head has been covered with armour plates, which I've alread realigned. I've basically repaired any armour problems, it's just shutting down the power core that orbits his heart and repairing the left side of his body now. There's a bit of armour under his throat that has to be shifted back down to his chest, I'm guessing. His organs are all okay, no damage done, but his ribs and bones there are another story. Probably total reconstruction. I don't know what the hell did this to him, but it's bad. "

((Had to throw in a bit of guilt on Oxy. xp ))

"Yeah. It's right around his heart. That's why I wanted you to know about this all first."

Shawn frowned when he watched him stare at the coke. He reached otu using his telekinesis to open the fridge and move another out, closing the fridge behind him. It slowly moved out towards Oxy, and eventually landed beside him. Shawn nodded his head towards it.

Vladar rubbed his bloodshot eyes. He had been guiding the craft for 8 hours straight, and it was now just outside the mansion. The news crews and authorities seemed to have gotten bored. It was entirely alone. Vlad, however, just wanted to sleep, which he did, right on the kitchen table. A loud thunk could be heard as his head hit the hard wood.

Tika nodded grimly, taking a sip from his bottle.

"Do whatever's necessary. If you run into any troubles give me a bell."

(( As in ring him up/call him/dial his cell\mobile\mobile ))

*After messing around with Mika, he woke up. Grinning down at her, he opened up the window slightly, covering Mika up with the sheets. He placed a kiss on her forehead. He went and took a quick shower, getting dressed, he grabbed his cigs and left Mika's room. Heading up to the roof, once there, he sat at the edge, lighting a cig and taking a long drag.* Note to Self: Ask Oxy for an ID card.

*she woke and noticed Mark had already got up. She set up and got out of bed. She wen t and got some clean clothes and went into the bathroom and took a shower. When she was done she got out and dried off then got dressed. She left her room and headed to the roof where she assumed Mark had gone. When she got there she noticed him on setting on the edge of the roof. She walked over and set down next to him.*

Shawn continued operating on Dev. having finished shirting the broken ribs together, he sliced nimbly across Dev's throat, curving slightly to avoid the major veins. He saw a shiny metal object as he came across the armour chunks. Feeling along just below Dev's throat and to the left, he encountered a slightly softer spot. He removed the pieces of metal, cleaned them, and set them down. He then began stitching up the incision he had made. He made another cut on the soft spot, and saw a large chunk of metal bent out of shape yet. He carefully smoothed it out using a small blowtorch and chisel, and then began melting the outer edge and the edge of the plate recovered from his patient's throat. He held them together, and again used the blowtorch to bend them into shape to fit back in their original positions.

"Good thing this is a fairly malleable metal, or this would be a hell of a lot harder."

Shawn looked once more at the previous X-rays he had taken, and satisfied that any serious damages had been fixed, set back to the operation at hand. The only thing left to do was to reconnect the power source to Dev's body, and re-insert the armour plate. He took the complex mechanism in hand and began inspecting it. He looked back at his former sights of it, when it had still been in Dev's body, and used his photographic memory to remind him how it was connected. Some time later, more than an hour due to the fragile ribs which Shawn had to avoid, he stitched up the final incision, with a thicker stitching, and heaved a sigh of relief. He was done, and Dev would be okay. Suddenly he heard a loud noise. His stomach was rumbling.

((I'm not feeling inspired right now, so I decided not to go detailed-like on the surgery.))

Dev's power source started its orbit powering up the required systems. He still lay there unconcious from the shot that DC had given him eariler. He seemed to list off in his dreams to a special place, for a smile broke across his face.