Rebirth of the Crayterian

[TheShooter36]

Planet Yuma, New Astarte, 1420 Crayter Standard Time

"I prefer coffee, ma'am." Richard said. He tidied his admiral suit a bit and turned to Umeda, while sitting at the chair he was shown to. "Dr. Umeda, i am here for a rather personal request involving medicine. As you can see, i carry a lot of artifical origin parts with me, i've seen many battles and got many scars and injuries, led to usage of cybernetics, somewhat extensive that is. However i am trusting, people of Crayter can find a more... elegant solutions for me as i have more time for more... in-depth treatments. To recap, i seek to get rid of those clunky cybernetics. They reached to a point decreasing my personal physical performance rather than enhancing it. That is alleviated by military-grade implants however being physically-able is important for me as i never been an 'armchair' commander."

Richard let a slight chuckle go as he said these things. To some it could get understood as a weird thing, however, Richard always wanted to be with his brothers and sisters on the field, even joining ground operations himself to personally handle killing of gallic soldiers in times, even if rest of Admirality disagreed with him in that matter, he continued to do so until he lost one whole arm and leg and got replaced by cybernetics. Those clunky parts prevented him to be able to participate in ground operations as he always seeked.

"Will you and more importantly, can you, help me in this endeavour, Miss Umeda?"

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