[Take away their auto translate and let them suffer. Trials would be hysterical. He leans a bit on the crutch, expression ever-so-slightly exasperated.]
The nanites are keeping my stable, I think. So my, ah... illness is not progressing. It's not quite as pressing as it had been. Not many here know about that, though. I think... it was more they thought I could ask you to fix my...
[He gestures at the crutch and sort of his leg with his other hand.]
It is not quite so simple, however. It's... a long story.
[ i'm taking notes da vikky. your life is so funny a couple hrs from now with your new fish boyfriend. io just listens for a long moment before glancing at the crutch and where he gestures. that would makes sense. ]
Your leg.
[ a slight tilt of the head. their own quietly taps. ]
I've got the time if you do wish to talk about... a long story.
He shifts his weight with the crutch, and the way he glances around at the med bay is like he's deciding.]
It's... a lot of my body. It's my spine and my leg. It's... the polluted waters of where I grew up deteriorating my organs. There is just... too much to fix to worry about right now when there are bigger current concerns.
If my condition is stabilized by the nanites, that's enough for me. It buys me a little more time.
[ anna, THE HORRORS. VIKTOR IM SORRY... io just watching later like "interesting........" but also, they'll shift on their feet, moving now. ]
They'll buy you good time, especially now that the bay's up and running. Technology... it can do some things properly. [ there's a tired hum that leaves them, they do not sound convinced. ] Polluted waters are not... unfamiliar to me. I see...
I can grab you a seat if you want. Think I have some tea left, too.
He turns to sort of start hobbling for a seat, thinking he'll reject the offer... but... for some reason there is an empty gnawing in stomach he usually doesn't even register most of the time. Okay, well.]
Tea is fine, thank you.
[Sitting also good, thanks. He props the crutch against his front and shoulder.]
Did you typically deal with a place with polluted water?
Mmm. Industry does that. Earth, people, it all intersects. Sometimes not exactly in the best of ways.
[ it's fine. the hunger is abound. io just pours another cup and tops off their own before nudging a rolling stool over for themself, having a seat on that. it's just a black tea, still hot, though the mug remains just pleasantly warm. they pat the small pouch strapped over their chest, unzip it and search a few moments before pausing: ]
...Yes. I continue to be disappointed it is the same everywhere.
[Haha, industry. Looks at the sky.
He is already drinking a big swallow of the tea by the time they offer, and he freezes with the cup at his mouth. If anyone thinks this man doesn't drink the strongest, blackest tea or coffee, they are insane. He's a nerd.
He shakes his head politely and dismissively as he swallows.]
[ they just pull their hand away from their pocket with a nod. that's convenient then, they will sit politely with their tea in both hands. ]
In any case. Some things won't ever change - [ slouching a little, posture relaxing a touch more, hunched but open. ] - it's shit that others have to pay for the greed of those with power. But if there is something you are seeking, then I can try and help you find it.
[He stares into the tea cup, thinking about how some of the water of the Undercity is the same color.]
I'm just looking for a way to keep living.
[His lips thin, but he doesn't look up.]
I would like to learn more about the nanites. If I could create something like them back home with the Hextech... [A sigh.] The only option I have right now is... replacing my failing parts with machinery.
[Oh. He glances up.]
Is there a way... for the IRIS to use my voice to talk to others? It's difficult to... walk and use it at the same time.
[ oh wow that. hurts. io takes a moment because there's something about that that strikes them, and they lift up a data pad briefly. excuse them, sip of tea behind it. ]
Unfortunately, I just know what they do and what they don't do after spending time with them... when it comes down to what they're made of, the company keeps that tight-fisted.
[ pulling the data pad back down to their lap again, a slight hum follows as they kind of... hunt and peck a few things. ]
But yes, it wouldn't be hard to set you up with vocal recognition to utilize it by voice, if that is what you mean.
Yes, something like that is fine. It will just be easier that way. Thank you.
[The first part doesn't seem to depress him any more than he's already been depressed at least. Yay! It's something he has come to accept... reaching roadblock after roadblock.]
Someone said there may be a library later? Would there be any books about how nanites function in general there?
[He's assuming maybe not with how apparently tight the company is, but it never hurts to ask.]
Sure. My hands are always busy, so I use it quite a bit as well.
[ they will go ahead and help viktor with setting that up then. viktor will receive a notification that voice-recognition mode has been enabled and that he will be able to access pretty much anything on his i.r.i.s. via his voice. he may shift his voice commands around and play with them and give them dumb names if he so chooses. ]
As for a library, yes... it's behind one of the other gates. You can certainly see if there's anything about them in there once we get it open. Don't know if they'd leave anything in-depth about their make around, but you could perhaps find a start.
[ i'm sorry about your library, viktor....... touching the side of their helm them they hum a little. give them a sec... ]
[Gives them silly little science man names!! Getting voice recognition just in time to scream at your IRIS as you are murdered.]
That's alright. [In the middle of being a nerd and piddling with the IRIS while trying not to spill the te-- oh. It's already all gone. Voracity.] I'd like to look around regardless.
Yes. [ idly, they rub their own knee, giving a brief squeeze to the metal a moment. there's a small blip of light on their helm that then disappears. ]
They'd do a lot of help. To many people... I personally prefer the more traditional ways... but these have done nothing but save people. Crew specifically. It's what they're meant for.
[His eyes watch the hand on the knee, flick up to watch the light fade in and out.]
It's why I want to learn more about them. I think they could save a lot of lives of people where I'm from, too. If I could somehow recreate them with Hextech. It could... save the Undercity even.
[After a pause, he tentatively gestures at their leg.]
Sorry, I don't mean to... be insensitive. You don't have to answer. But I was curious... did you do that yourself? Did you have it done here...?
Mm... It was an old injury... [ their head dips a little, one sec as they gently knead at where maybe the metal might meet whatever it connects to mid-thigh. ] It - had to be upgraded at one point...
The pod... It'll replace if you are lacking a part at the cost of the Company...
[His head shifts, eyes drifting over to one of the pods. Wow, if he wasn't dying, he would probably in the future amputate himself so he could replace the parts with the mod haha.
League Viktor activate.]
What happens if... heh, you're not lacking the part, but it doesn't work like it should?
[Rhetorical!! He can make himself lack the part. VERY FUNNYYYY. AAAA. He could have really been insane about this in front of God and everyone.]
[ maybe a little grimly god he could have been so insane and i would have been rooting for him unfortunately. ]
Mmm, won't do anything unless you lose it at the cost of the company... it's part of the whole "healthcare package."
[ look. they are not Dumb. they have a feeling of what this is for and they sound remorsefully frustrated. because what good is technology if it has Restrictions like such. ]
It's tricky stuff. Not a phenomenon I'm familiar with... my only guess could be it has to do with their process to ensure you are returned home properly.
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[Take away their auto translate and let them suffer. Trials would be hysterical. He leans a bit on the crutch, expression ever-so-slightly exasperated.]
The nanites are keeping my stable, I think. So my, ah... illness is not progressing. It's not quite as pressing as it had been. Not many here know about that, though. I think... it was more they thought I could ask you to fix my...
[He gestures at the crutch and sort of his leg with his other hand.]
It is not quite so simple, however. It's... a long story.
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Your leg.
[ a slight tilt of the head. their own quietly taps. ]
I've got the time if you do wish to talk about... a long story.
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He shifts his weight with the crutch, and the way he glances around at the med bay is like he's deciding.]
It's... a lot of my body. It's my spine and my leg. It's... the polluted waters of where I grew up deteriorating my organs. There is just... too much to fix to worry about right now when there are bigger current concerns.
If my condition is stabilized by the nanites, that's enough for me. It buys me a little more time.
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They'll buy you good time, especially now that the bay's up and running. Technology... it can do some things properly. [ there's a tired hum that leaves them, they do not sound convinced. ] Polluted waters are not... unfamiliar to me. I see...
I can grab you a seat if you want. Think I have some tea left, too.
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He turns to sort of start hobbling for a seat, thinking he'll reject the offer... but... for some reason there is an empty gnawing in stomach he usually doesn't even register most of the time. Okay, well.]
Tea is fine, thank you.
[Sitting also good, thanks. He props the crutch against his front and shoulder.]
Did you typically deal with a place with polluted water?
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Mmm. Industry does that. Earth, people, it all intersects. Sometimes not exactly in the best of ways.
[ it's fine. the hunger is abound. io just pours another cup and tops off their own before nudging a rolling stool over for themself, having a seat on that. it's just a black tea, still hot, though the mug remains just pleasantly warm. they pat the small pouch strapped over their chest, unzip it and search a few moments before pausing: ]
... You need, uh... a creamer...? Sugar?
[ it's here somewhere... ]
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[Haha, industry. Looks at the sky.
He is already drinking a big swallow of the tea by the time they offer, and he freezes with the cup at his mouth. If anyone thinks this man doesn't drink the strongest, blackest tea or coffee, they are insane. He's a nerd.
He shakes his head politely and dismissively as he swallows.]
No, thank you. I'm fine. I prefer mine... plain.
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[ they just pull their hand away from their pocket with a nod. that's convenient then, they will sit politely with their tea in both hands. ]
In any case. Some things won't ever change - [ slouching a little, posture relaxing a touch more, hunched but open. ] - it's shit that others have to pay for the greed of those with power. But if there is something you are seeking, then I can try and help you find it.
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I'm just looking for a way to keep living.
[His lips thin, but he doesn't look up.]
I would like to learn more about the nanites. If I could create something like them back home with the Hextech... [A sigh.] The only option I have right now is... replacing my failing parts with machinery.
[Oh. He glances up.]
Is there a way... for the IRIS to use my voice to talk to others? It's difficult to... walk and use it at the same time.
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Unfortunately, I just know what they do and what they don't do after spending time with them... when it comes down to what they're made of, the company keeps that tight-fisted.
[ pulling the data pad back down to their lap again, a slight hum follows as they kind of... hunt and peck a few things. ]
But yes, it wouldn't be hard to set you up with vocal recognition to utilize it by voice, if that is what you mean.
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[The first part doesn't seem to depress him any more than he's already been depressed at least. Yay! It's something he has come to accept... reaching roadblock after roadblock.]
Someone said there may be a library later? Would there be any books about how nanites function in general there?
[He's assuming maybe not with how apparently tight the company is, but it never hurts to ask.]
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[ they will go ahead and help viktor with setting that up then. viktor will receive a notification that voice-recognition mode has been enabled and that he will be able to access pretty much anything on his i.r.i.s. via his voice. he may shift his voice commands around and play with them and give them dumb names if he so chooses. ]
As for a library, yes... it's behind one of the other gates. You can certainly see if there's anything about them in there once we get it open. Don't know if they'd leave anything in-depth about their make around, but you could perhaps find a start.
[ i'm sorry about your library, viktor....... touching the side of their helm them they hum a little. give them a sec... ]
I can see why they'd be so useful...
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That's alright. [In the middle of being a nerd and piddling with the IRIS while trying not to spill the te-- oh. It's already all gone. Voracity.] I'd like to look around regardless.
[He glances up for a moment.]
...The nanites?
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man tho break my npc's heart more thanks. ]
Yes. [ idly, they rub their own knee, giving a brief squeeze to the metal a moment. there's a small blip of light on their helm that then disappears. ]
They'd do a lot of help. To many people... I personally prefer the more traditional ways... but these have done nothing but save people. Crew specifically. It's what they're meant for.
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It's why I want to learn more about them. I think they could save a lot of lives of people where I'm from, too. If I could somehow recreate them with Hextech. It could... save the Undercity even.
[After a pause, he tentatively gestures at their leg.]
Sorry, I don't mean to... be insensitive. You don't have to answer. But I was curious... did you do that yourself? Did you have it done here...?
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The pod... It'll replace if you are lacking a part at the cost of the Company...
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League Viktor activate.]
What happens if... heh, you're not lacking the part, but it doesn't work like it should?
[Rhetorical!! He can make himself lack the part. VERY FUNNYYYY. AAAA. He could have really been insane about this in front of God and everyone.]
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Mmm, won't do anything unless you lose it at the cost of the company... it's part of the whole "healthcare package."
[ look. they are not Dumb. they have a feeling of what this is for and they sound remorsefully frustrated. because what good is technology if it has Restrictions like such. ]
It's tricky stuff. Not a phenomenon I'm familiar with... my only guess could be it has to do with their process to ensure you are returned home properly.