@bionicharm
“Ugh, this is ridiculous,” the villain exclaimed, using his only current hand to sift through the things in the electronics shop. He didn’t have much money to start, nor supposedly any way to steal some, but he still had to find some way of making a replacement arm considering. Even if he wanted a law-abiding job, which he certainly didn’t, he couldn’t easily find someone that’d hire him like this.
“Who just kidnaps a supervillain, drops him on an island, and takes his arm? Honestly, they call me the bad guy.”
The right sleeve of his jacket flopped about uselessly, tied at the end and making it evident he was lacking the appendage.
He was so distracted in his fervor that he nearly bowled the other over, only stopping because he nearly tripped over himself to find anything suitable for cheap.
“This really is some sort of prison reforming program, huh?” Not that he knew for a fact that the other was a villain. Granted, maybe he was just stereotyping based on appearances. She just screamed ‘new villain’ to him.