Prosthetics
Starter Call // @praetorium-ventum
Tinkering, tinkering was not one of Sezja’s specialties. But right now she was having a little bit of an issue, the reliable hand her friend had made her was starting to bug out. It wasn’t clenching or holding a grip well, the blonde needed it working so she could continue on with her duty.
“Oh dammit..” Finally stopping for a moment, sitting at a public table with her hand on the top, palm up, the skin of her fake hand rolled up with the mechanics of the arm on display. “I have no idea what I’m doing... Leonie is going to kill me if she found out I someone bugged her hand she made me.”










