Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Who the Hell is HK?" Ben asked as he carried Bathsheba into the other room.  

[Zahzi]

"A robot that frequents this shop."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I came here to hide, not work." HK groaned, appearing out of a corner of shrapnel, startling Ben as he jumped back, just staring at HK.

"...Are your genders mixed up?" He asked the siblings, tilting his head as he walked into the room where Brad had gone.

"NO! And before you decide to examine, just go talk to the ******** perverted neighbor this idiot has!" Bathsheba barked, her eye twitching violently.

Ben only let out a tired sigh as he walked into the room as well with Bathsheba in his arms.  

[Zahzi]

Brad then set down a slab of what looked like the same material as his arm.
"Now. This is what my arm is made of." he said, then putting a slab of metal of what was used for Bathsheba's arm.
"And this, should also be familiar."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Two pieces of metal. Hooray." Bathsheba grunted as Ben set her down on a chair to rest his arms.  

[Zahzi]

Brad rolled his eyes.
"HK. Shoot your lasers at the second bit of metal."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

HK did as order, focusing on the second piece of material before the lasers in his eyes activated, hitting the metal.  

[Zahzi]

The metal was cut straight through.

"Now. Hit the first one."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The laser beams then went to the next.  

[Zahzi]

The beam hit the metal, but refracted off of the surface, hitting the wall on the left.

"Now. Any questions?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Can I have my face?" Ben whimpered.

"While a robotic face is cool and all, I wanna be human again."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh, I already know you're ready, but I can't give your sister these special modifications unless she allows me to."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well either I go around in Ben's arms for the rest of my life, or I let you work on me." Bathsheba grunted.

"Choice seems a bit obvious to me."  

[Zahzi]

"Unlike doctor psycho, I need verbal consent, or King smacks me on the head again...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes. I want new limbs from your stupid precious metal." Bathsheba growled as her eye twitched, annoyed by the need for an obvious consent...