I paid a visit to the Wizard, so there might be another wish coming soon. I think I should get more tuning before that happens, just in case consequences occur. Now I kinda doubt anything would be worse than the vomiting.
@cerenovus-official
That's quite alright. Pop in the chair and I'll fix you riiiight up.
Ok… sounds good.
The operation pretty smoothly this time. Not even any 'oops'es! Though they did struggle a bit with finding the correct replacement parts.
Oh, that… that feels way better! Maybe the next fix shouldn’t be needed for another………
...for another?
…2 minutes? No, that’s not right. 578 years? …Fuck.
...no, that does sound about right.
Clockmaker can hear nothing wrong with her estimates. What is the difference between two minutes and half a millenia, in the grand circles and loops that is time?
Whatever, this is still better than the vomiting.
...vomiting?
Yeah, I think that might have been because of the last surgery.
Huh. How frequent was this vomiting?
It was at least once every 2 or 3 hours. There were also some bad headaches and, unrelated, I also got into sewing.
...are you certain it's unrelated? Everything is connected in the end.
…Mildly related. Very mildly. I might have also taken someone’s pathetic excuse of a house looking for a place to rest.
The Clockmaker startles.
Something is happening somewhere. Or has happened. Or will happen. A cog, falling out of its home clock. Making its way...
Clockmaker picks up a cog from the floor.
...to us.
…That… That doesn’t belong in here, right? Just… gotta make sure.
[Cerenovus gestures to her head.]
Don't think so.
I hope not. I just want to make sure that this isn’t worthless. A single missing gear could break my entire machine.
The Clockmaker licks the gear.
...no, doesn't taste like it's been in there.
…Hey, excuse me, but what the fuck?
...what?
Not only did you just lick a gear that could have been a part of my brain, this implies that you know what a brain or the inside of a skull tastes like!
...listen, when given the task of fixing up your brain, I essentially had it written off as impossible. I had to resort to some unorthodox methodology. But it's turned out great, no?
…Aide from the strange effects, yeah.
Yeah. Ultimately, would you rather have an unlicked, quirkless, stone dead brain or the one you currently have?
I’d rather have the latter, since I still want to be alive. But also… aren’t surgery rooms usually… sterile?
If you've noticed, this isn't a surgery room. I am not a surgeon.
You should at least try to clean it up a little. And next time, maybe don’t taste the gears.
"Don't taste the gears"??? "Don't taste the gears"?! Tell me, does an artist paint their canvas without looking? Does a musician perform their piece without hearing it even once? I need to know what I'm working with!
Are you a Clockmaker or the Tinker? You’re probably gonna get yourself sick! Plus, I bet an Artist can paint without looking if they’re talented enough, and I think there was a deaf pianist once…
...true, but if the Artist or the pianist messes up, the result would be just one spoiled painting or sonata. One spoiled brain is a bit worse. I'd rather not blindfold myself to the intricacy of the gears.
You’ll either possibly kill me by getting the gears wrong, or you’ll most likely kill me by giving me an infection directly to the brain.
...I'm not an expert on biology, but what organic scraps you have left in there looks too necrotic to get an infection. I have no idea how you still function.
They look what now-
...hm?
You can’t just say that part of my brain is quite literally dead!
I mean, I doubt it hasn't been thought about. The creator of the machine seems so... genious...
Clockmaker stares longingly into the air.
...aaaanyway, I reckon the task those brainicles did is accounted for in the mechanical part. It's probably just left in there as useful tissue for connecting to your nervous system.
…I hate that Boffin.
If there's nothing else, do be on your way.