Unexpected customer

"WHAT THE HELL TOOK SO LONG YOU IDIOTS, I EXPECTED TOMFOOLERY FROM MY BROTHER BUT WHAT THE FUCK DARICK!" Gara berated when they got back. "We were worried sick with you just continuously telling us to wait."

"Aya whacha pArty pooper sisss chill out, we did the thing *hic* the thing we did you know with the weird eye dude" Tral drunkingly rambles while putting his hand to his forehead badly trying to imitate DiMiTri which causes Darick to laugh hysterically "nOo wAy was that's a d-dude. TrAL that long hair n the voice hOLY, you-you're crazy that was definitely a chick. Yu-you can't just say that cause she had small tits mk that's like racist or something"

"W-*hic*-what race was that anyway, crazy alien shit was what that was. I'm telling you.. Not OF this World Maaan" Tral goes on before Gara grabs him by the shirt to shake him up "Are you high, don't tell me you did all the stuff. You were supposed to save it for testing, did they make you do it there?"

"No-no Gara stAp I'm good.. I mean I'm a little drug but I had to celebrate you know and we *hic* got the stuff it's right… wait no, yes… no Awe shit I lost it" Tral fumbles around his pockets to Gara's increasing rage.

"T-tral you idiot, I have it pfffahaha you gave it to me so you could get more messed up" Darick says while he produces the vial dangling it in the air only to be immediately grabbed by Arc who enthusiastically runs off to study it.

Gara tosses her brother to the side "Thank fuck. You two are so lucky nothing bad happened. I need a drink, shit you stress me out" she says before going over to a nearby counter to pour herself a really stiff glass of rye and lights a smoke.

"relax wud ya it went smooooth, Dimitri was crazy nice and if that stuff is half as good as Dimitri then I want some more cause that dude was raw vibing, you'd love… um ♪DiMiTri♪" Tral says again trying to imitate DiMiTri again now backed up by Darick who was "nO it's ♪DImITri♪" with them going back and forth like idiots.

"well at least you two buffoons had fun, just go record what happened or something in the other room as I'm sure Arc will want to know while you will be hungover tomorrow for sure." Gara suggests throwing a tape recorder at the drunken duo who stumbled off.

With some time alone Gara finished her smoke in peace and was about to close up the shop before the door ringer went off.

Turning around Gara saw at the door a shadowy figure at the door in a trench coat and wide brim hat.

"Hey we were just closing, can you come back tomorrow?" Gara asks while getting ready to deal with the intruder although she was a bit intrigued as the fifth district rarely had crime and was heavily patrolled by well funded security.

"I'm sorry for coming so late but I simply couldn't get away from it all during the day" spoke a feminine voice as the character removed her hat. Underneath was revealed a stunning brunette beauty with tan skin and bright green eyes.

"The name is Laura Laren, I have heard your shop was quite skilled although a little um.. unorthodox and I really could use a hand." She explains while revealing her right arm which was a badly damaged prosthetic that seemed to have erupted from the inside with pieces of it hanging out at strange angles.

Gara who was in one of her preferred forms (not the old man) gasped "oh my, how did that happen if I may ask? I'm not a prosthetist myself but well I kinda work here now as the secretary and the others are… well not available right now."

Laura doesn't seem to mind though and explains "Well you see I am an artificer by trade although I don't work with moving parts but more of offensive and defensive artifacts. You see I often place one in my arm encase of emergencies but they are far to powerful for the prosthetic to handle no matter how my usual mechanic re-enforces it and I've grown quite desperate for something more reliable, I assure you that price is not an issue."

Gara waves her off at that comment "Don't worry about that, it's our problem now and we can work something out. You definitely came to the right place, I'll make sure our prosthetist makes this a priority. I can guarantee he will find the process fascinating but I will need all the specifications on the artifacts in question so we can understand what exactly we are working with here if that is ok with you?"

Laura seemed both excited and relieved at that answer but also a bit worried "Thank you so much but I need to ask that you don't tell others what this artifact does as it was made by a friend and has saved my life several time by surprising opponents."

After Gara gives her word at confidentially Laura pulls out an artifact that looks like a half foot long slender jaguar covered in magical runes which Gara marvels over.

"It's beautiful and I can see why you hide it in your prosthetic as it would be very obvious otherwise although it's a shame that more people can't see it. May I ask what it does?" Gara inquiries

Laura smiled at that question "Well you see it passively stores mana in it over time then when activated it conjures ethereal jaguar construct out of mana that I can control to attack or defend. Sadly no matter how the prosthetic has been set up in the past, the jaguar rips it apart when it comes out of the statue. It is currently the strongest artifact in my possession so I can't make defensive ones to place on my arm to stop this from happening but I hope to one day surpass this little beauty but until then I would much appreciate it if you're shop could accommodate such a request."

Gara reaffirmed that they would get to work on a few designs while taking pictures of the arm as well as the jaguar before taking Laura's measurements to make sure Arc could have enough information to work with.

"we are also going to need to do some tests of the activation of the jaguar also, if that is alright, to see how this activation functions which will no doubt captivate our prosthetist. I can already picture him completely losing it in this project although I am worried as we actually have a several jobs going on right although they aren't as time sensitive as this one but in the meantime we can provide a temporary replacement right now."

Laura was very thankful for that but much more confused when Gara came back from the backroom dragging a protesting Arc by the back of the lab coat with a spare prosthetic that relatively matched Laura's specifications in her other hand.

He quickly composed himself with a sip of espresso when he saw the customer although he still grumbled about getting pulled away from his research but after a serious look from Gara he quickly got to work replacing the damaged arm with a new replacement.