( long story short i had a lot of bad stuff happen and ran into a wall)



Lighting himself a cigar, the black market doctor enjoyed some alone time listening to some tunes at his radio. Taking a few puffs while looking on his phone entertainment, he couldn't help but notice a odd noises slowly becoming louder. Lowering the volume on the radio he could hear clearly someone heading inside his room, sound of struggles.




Then he noticed a black pile of hair slowly making its entrance dragging a mangled purple mess alongside them, he recognized the one struggling since he was the one to build a new arm. The same cannot be said for the poor unfortunate soul being dragged from god knows how far away, if she was still breathing he hoped she couldn't feel her body being scrapped for a long distance on concrete.




'' What you want me to da with dat thang? Yer oven broke down or sumthing?'' Asking the cigar smoking doctor, the black hair female stared back at him '' Can ya fix zhe pretty lady? She is in zhe bad shape!'' she begged. Grabbing the injured yinglet and placed her on his operating chair, he began scanning her whole body with his hands.




Holding what used to be her limbs in confusion '' Da hell happened to her anyway? Sum kinda battle fer scraps? Wait... she a lady too? Nah can't be dat, yinglet female don't get attack by dem males of em.'' His hand then touched the charred skin all over her neck '' Must be recent, but gotta ask me wife to look after her.... hmmm '' he then place a finger in front of her nostrils.




A weak cold hit back '' Ah she be breathing still, poor fella... Wait one of her eye has sum charred on it too''. Prying open the injured eye, he winced by the sight, then pulled the other feeling relieved '' Well she got one dead eye so... gotta pluck em out too''.




He then looked back at the yinglet '' What you want me to do lil missy Kel? I dont see yer caretaker and i doubt ya got big bags oh money with ya. Best i can fer freebies is tape sum plungers on dem stumps''. Kel quickly grabbed her phone and typed something, the doctor then looked at his phone receiving a ludicrous amount of money, more than what a yinglet would have right for.




'' I got zha mo...money yes! Don't ask where zhis a secret, but please fix zha pretty lady yes?'' Kel replied. Shaking his head, he took another puff of his cigar '' Hope yer not gonna bring angry fella at me door ya? Fine i'll call me wife and we'll fixer upper her good. Now skiddadle , we'll contact ya back when im done''.




Kel ran around the chair and hopping in glee '' Oh zhank you mister Phom! If ya were a lady i be smooching ya ohohohihihihoh!!! '' . Before he could respond she ran away making more obnoxious laughter on her way out.

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I will bring bits of both previous lore that i liked into a new story. Won't rush it or be influence to do things that won't end in something worth while.




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yinglet species  Valsalia