[ nodd stands outside the bitter bite, once in awhile bumping his pipe to his respirator when he forgets he can't take a pull like this. sooner or later he'll go back inside.
[help THAT'S JUST THE PC MOOD. where are we. we never know.]
I didn't know anything could be turned off with my arm, either, but it's been different since I got here. Whatever these nanites do, seems like it runs deep.
Biomimetic means it's copying somethin' organic. [a bug, in this case.] As for the augmentation part-- well, plenty of people in the City don't keep their original limbs these days. Prosthetics have gotten pretty advanced, and you won't stand a chance if you've ever gotta fight someone with 'em and you don't have any body modifications at all.
They're not always weapons. [...] And most people pick 'em, sure. Sometimes you're stuck with what you can afford, but it's usually at least functional.
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at some point, he procured new duds.
when he sees gregor, a slim, short-lived smile. ]
You made it.
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[giving him a little wave, there. with the normal hand. i keep remembering i have to specify.]
I was gettin' a little tired of space, honestly... nice to have the ground under my feet again.
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[ respirators, nodd gestures at his face ]
--inside. Feels great.
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[this planet is so fucking dark. he doesn't mind it, but the inside is a bit nicer.]
Sounds like you're having a good time so far.
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[ slight huff. nodd may be a few cups in. he inclines his head, however, should gregor need a further invite to take a seat. ]
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[he asks, as he slides into a seat. he's got a beer in hand that he hasn't started drinking yet.]
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[ 400 years late i realize i set them outside. wow. good job, sae. nodd led them in. there we go. saved.
nodd sips from a tall flute a pale pink, bubbly cocktail he let the bartender choose. (from the blood-free menu.)
I didn't know that could be turned off.
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I didn't know anything could be turned off with my arm, either, but it's been different since I got here. Whatever these nanites do, seems like it runs deep.
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Does everyone ask you about the arm?
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you know he wants to. ]
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[like, he can tell they want to, sometimes, but they keep it to themselves.]
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[ tilting his cup in a slow circle to make the liquid spin. ]
What's with the arm?
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[he's taking a longer pull from his own drink.]
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[ a tipsy child. ]
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Are they always weapons? Did you pick what you got or did you take what was available?
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"Most people pick 'em." Does that include you?
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