un: galaxyranger - text (misfire)

[forkeroni]

Beg your pardon, miz guizhong, but i think i need sum help.

Ignore the typos, voice to text aint workin rite now. Given the finger pads a try for textin and they seem to be workin but i aint super comfurtable with my spellin jus yet. So no makin fun!!

Anyhoo, the horse went down an i dont think its anythin major but im still haven sum trouble figgerin out the problem... legs seem to be workin fine, shes alert, so i think its sumthin inturnal.

Can you come over and take a look?

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[forkeroni]

How else was I s'pposed ta know to call you?

[Don't you pout at him, fake or not. He gave her cheek a poke.]

I did nothin' else but open 'er up. Have at it. I'm thinkin' somethin' is stuck but I can't find it. Mebbe yer little baby hands can find it.

[godofdust]

[She huffs at him when he pokes her cheek like that, but he's not really annoyed at all.

At least, not right away—]

Excuse me, Mister Boothill, I have a lady's hands and I will thank you to remember it!

[A little smack against his shoulder.]

Honestly, it's as if you don't want me to help you at all.

[forkeroni]

[He grinned and laughed, a hand over his chest as he bowed his head a little.]

Well, pardon me, m'lady. Your little lady hands ought to do the trick. If you would be so kind as to assist me, o' course. I would greatly 'ppreciate it, m'lady.

[godofdust]

[She huffs again, then gently knocks his hat askew before turning her attention to the horse.]

All right. Let's see.

[Guizhong sticks her tongue out between her teeth and reaches her hand inside, carefully feeling around with nimble fingers.]

How exactly did something get stuck in here? It should be a closed space.

[forkeroni]

-! Tch.

[He straightened his hat. She was always doing that when frustrated with him,.so Boothill let it slide.]

That's why I'm not sure if that's the case or not. But all her movin' parts seem t'be in order. Coulda just ate somethin' she weren't supposed to. We cyborgs ain't completely closed off anyway. Something coulda just made its way through the li'l nooks and crannies for all I forkin' know.