-Oliver looks over to Chibisagi, then back to Lisa Lisa-
Oliver: Literally everything you have said makes absolutely zero sense, but you're still as tall as a Reaper and the tiny woman over there is absolutely real.
This... this isn't a Militia installation, is it?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Oliver: ...well, I need to get out. I need to contact Militia Highcom and let them know I'm not dead.
-Oliver turns to leave-
-One of his leg blades slides out, and he falls over, right into the TV-
-Oddly enough, the show that was playing at the time was about the manufacturing process of plasma screens-
edited 11th Dec '17 4:24:26 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Oliver: -to Suzu- Wow, really? He disassembled me entirely?
Then how the hell am I not dead? My brain needs to have bolts in it too!
-to Lisa- Of course I remember you, Lisa!
...
Uh... what happened over the past 30 seconds?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Oliver: -to Suzu- I'm... I'm not gonna look that gift horse in the mouth.
Breaking open my hard drive brain should have scrambled the contents and actually killed me, but apparently it didn't, so... whatever.
-Oliver starts shoving his leg back in-
Oh, thanks for fixing me, by the way. Hopefully they can get my screws out of Bruce.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Lisa: Uh, not quite. Last thing I remember, a mage disassembled you and threw all your parts at us.