[And just as quickly, the wheelchair starts transforming -- parts appear, and for every piece of railing that suddenly disperses into floating colored fragments, suddenly the wheelchair would become different. A seatbelt suddenly leaps out from behind Karamatsu, yanking him back into a rather comfortable sidechair, and before you know it...
Well, the wheelchair is suddenly a small two-passenger car of sorts. Rockets fill out on the back of it, and a windshield forms in front of Cougar and his inexplicable gear stick. Gear stick? For a wheelchair, yes. He glances over, adjusting glasses on his face.]
You really should have kept those! They looked nice on you.
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Well, the wheelchair is suddenly a small two-passenger car of sorts. Rockets fill out on the back of it, and a windshield forms in front of Cougar and his inexplicable gear stick. Gear stick? For a wheelchair, yes. He glances over, adjusting glasses on his face.]
You really should have kept those! They looked nice on you.
[A grin.]