Only you...

𝐃𝐫 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐣𝐬𝐚-𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬. 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫.

[drviktortalis]

❝ᴵ'ᵐ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳᶜⁱᵗʸ…❞

𝓓𝓻 𝓥𝓲𝓴𝓽𝓸𝓻 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓼

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭: 27✧ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ/ʜɪꜱ✧ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴄᴇ.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬:

the doctor is in | gen

you have much to offer | asks

an interesting thought | prompts

for the archives | muse tag

the doctors diary | nsfw

my partner | jayce tag

out of office | ooc

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬:

⟢ Transgender FtM.

⟢ Married to Jayce Talis.

⟢ Uses a wheelchair on bad days.

⟢ He was taken in by Singed for a while. Calls Jinx his sister and nicknames her J.

⟢ He has tattoos on his hands and wrists, as well as scarification on his body from carving runes.

Run by Viktor, 18+. @/hextechhearted & @/viktorsjournal.

Dividers by: @/saradika-graphics.

[drviktortalis]

❛Shush. I'm trying to get this just right.❜

He taps the glass bottle again, watching the water swirl and spiral.

[drviktortalis]

The beast that trots into the lab is more akin to a bear than anything else and it walks slowly, cautious but polite in its approach. The dog sits and holds out the envelope held in its teeth.

The note enclosed is straight to the point but friendly: “This is Betty, a fully trained assistance animal. She does however need a bit of a test run in a real environment and we were hoping you’d be willing to give her a shot? You can simply tell her to head home if you’re not keen on helping with the experiment.”

He's never been a fan of dogs. Sure, Jayce has a tendency to act like one, but that's a far cry from the real thing. Still, he's nothing if not open minded.

❛Ah. Well, I usually handle things alone. But... eh, it can't hurt.❜

[anon-pups]

Her collar is three fingers wide with basic tags, one that simply says “Tibetan Mastiff” and the other is the usual service animal tag, but she does also have a leather harness: one designed to be gripped at strategic hand holds for mobility aid.

She’s also clever it seems, tilting her head once before setting herself on his left side to avoid getting in the way of his proper mobility aid. “Betty” huffs once before sitting politely and waiting for the man to settle or if he’ll need her.

A ridiculous play of a name off her breed from whoever sent her, her tags don’t even bother treating her like an individual.

[drviktortalis]

Viktor adjusts his grip on his cane and cautiously tries to move about. His face isn't hard to read – curse his expressiveness – as uncomfortable, but he's doing his best to be grateful.

❛Stay.❜ he instructs, stepping backwards with a slight stumble. As curious as this all is, he's got work to get to, and he swears he doesn't need help. Stubborn as a mule.

[anon-pups]

She watches him, not quite interfering but the second his footing looks like it might end in disaster? The dog is right there. Bracing herself as a sturdy catch to prevent him from falling and letting her body act as something safe to lean against, only moving when she’s sure the man has his footing again.

The big beast’s shoulders are even with Viktor’s hip the same way his cane is, she slips into place on his left side and does it the way she was trained. Making sure the human’s hand will land on the main loop handle of her harness so it can be gripped as a steadying point.

She turns her head up to give him the same look Jayce does, the one that says “You see? I can help”. It’s uncanny really.

[drviktortalis]

❛I thought I said stay, Betty.❜

Viktor puts his free hand to his hip, shaking his head. He wouldn't roll his eyes at the friendly beast. After all, a job well done is a job well done. Besides, he'd have hurt himself if he'd staggered into anything with the stumble.

He sighs deeply, pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose for a moment as if trying to regain his wits.

[drviktortalis]

The beast that trots into the lab is more akin to a bear than anything else and it walks slowly, cautious but polite in its approach. The dog sits and holds out the envelope held in its teeth.

The note enclosed is straight to the point but friendly: “This is Betty, a fully trained assistance animal. She does however need a bit of a test run in a real environment and we were hoping you’d be willing to give her a shot? You can simply tell her to head home if you’re not keen on helping with the experiment.”

He's never been a fan of dogs. Sure, Jayce has a tendency to act like one, but that's a far cry from the real thing. Still, he's nothing if not open minded.

❛Ah. Well, I usually handle things alone. But... eh, it can't hurt.❜

[anon-pups]

Her collar is three fingers wide with basic tags, one that simply says “Tibetan Mastiff” and the other is the usual service animal tag, but she does also have a leather harness: one designed to be gripped at strategic hand holds for mobility aid.

She’s also clever it seems, tilting her head once before setting herself on his left side to avoid getting in the way of his proper mobility aid. “Betty” huffs once before sitting politely and waiting for the man to settle or if he’ll need her.

A ridiculous play of a name off her breed from whoever sent her, her tags don’t even bother treating her like an individual.

[drviktortalis]

Viktor adjusts his grip on his cane and cautiously tries to move about. His face isn't hard to read – curse his expressiveness – as uncomfortable, but he's doing his best to be grateful.

❛Stay.❜ he instructs, stepping backwards with a slight stumble. As curious as this all is, he's got work to get to, and he swears he doesn't need help. Stubborn as a mule.

[drviktortalis]

The beast that trots into the lab is more akin to a bear than anything else and it walks slowly, cautious but polite in its approach. The dog sits and holds out the envelope held in its teeth.

The note enclosed is straight to the point but friendly: “This is Betty, a fully trained assistance animal. She does however need a bit of a test run in a real environment and we were hoping you’d be willing to give her a shot? You can simply tell her to head home if you’re not keen on helping with the experiment.”

He's never been a fan of dogs. Sure, Jayce has a tendency to act like one, but that's a far cry from the real thing. Still, he's nothing if not open minded.

❛Ah. Well, I usually handle things alone. But... eh, it can't hurt.❜

[drviktortalis]

❛Has anyone seen Sky around? She's late.❜

He stares at the clock, watching the second hand tick by in mocking as the minute hand followed after with a gentle clunk.

[drviktortalis]

❛Ow! Damn it all!❜

He drops the spanner to the floor, looking at the burn across his hand. What a way to start his already awful morning.

[drviktortalis]

❛It's quiet, today. Perhaps I can get something done, for once.❜

It's wishful thinking, really, considering there was bound to be an incident the second he thought he had a minute to himself.

[drviktortalis]

From the Blood and Bruises Injury Starter:

"It looks worse than it is, I'm sure it'll be gone in a couple of days."

Jinx says this with confidence, but considering she's been absent for a few days and now Viktor is holding bandages against the gash in her shoulder, he's not exactly convinced by her flippant tone.

❛Hm. Now, you know I doubt that, don't you?❜

He pulled tight on the end of the bandage between his fingers, fumbling for a pin with his other hand. Jinx always managed to get herself into situations, whether they were wise or not. Her judgement was always on whether something looked fun, not on how dangerous it might be.

He sighed, pushed his glasses up his nose and fixed the bandage with the safety pin, his eyes scrutinising his handiwork. He nodded. That'd hold for now.

[jinx-alter]

"This time it's not from a fight though! Promise." Jinx insisted. "I was just building....something," she stopped herself before admitting outright that she was still making weapons. "It just maybe worked too well? But I can still move my fingers so how bad can it be?"

[drviktortalis]

❛Hmph. You know better than to mess with these things, J.❜

The nickname was a term of endearment that he'd started using recently. It was in a brotherly way, of course. He took his glasses off, propping them up on top of his head instead.

❛Stay away from the scrap metal until this heals, alright?❜

[jinx-alter]

"Fine....I don't really have a choice, huh?" Jinx sighed. "I'll be good, but it's only cuz I know I'm already gonna get an earful for dripping blood on your floor."

She touched the bandage on her arm, testing how much she could actually move it. "Solid stuff, Vik! But why can't ya do the stitches again or something? Then I could get right back to work!" Only Jinx would prefer stitches. But the edges of her wound were too jagged for that this time.

[drviktortalis]

❛Because of the angle. It'd do more harm than good. I thought you'd have noticed.❜

It would have been a futile attempt had he made it, and there was no use in wasting the suturing thread if his 'sister' was prone to about twenty different accidents in the span of a few hours. This was the wisest choice, even if she'd feel restricted by it for a bit.

[drviktortalis]

From the Blood and Bruises Injury Starter:

"It looks worse than it is, I'm sure it'll be gone in a couple of days."

Jinx says this with confidence, but considering she's been absent for a few days and now Viktor is holding bandages against the gash in her shoulder, he's not exactly convinced by her flippant tone.

❛Hm. Now, you know I doubt that, don't you?❜

He pulled tight on the end of the bandage between his fingers, fumbling for a pin with his other hand. Jinx always managed to get herself into situations, whether they were wise or not. Her judgement was always on whether something looked fun, not on how dangerous it might be.

He sighed, pushed his glasses up his nose and fixed the bandage with the safety pin, his eyes scrutinising his handiwork. He nodded. That'd hold for now.

[jinx-alter]

"This time it's not from a fight though! Promise." Jinx insisted. "I was just building....something," she stopped herself before admitting outright that she was still making weapons. "It just maybe worked too well? But I can still move my fingers so how bad can it be?"

[drviktortalis]

❛Hmph. You know better than to mess with these things, J.❜

The nickname was a term of endearment that he'd started using recently. It was in a brotherly way, of course. He took his glasses off, propping them up on top of his head instead.

❛Stay away from the scrap metal until this heals, alright?❜

[drviktortalis]

From the Blood and Bruises Injury Starter:

"It looks worse than it is, I'm sure it'll be gone in a couple of days."

Jinx says this with confidence, but considering she's been absent for a few days and now Viktor is holding bandages against the gash in her shoulder, he's not exactly convinced by her flippant tone.

❛Hm. Now, you know I doubt that, don't you?❜

He pulled tight on the end of the bandage between his fingers, fumbling for a pin with his other hand. Jinx always managed to get herself into situations, whether they were wise or not. Her judgement was always on whether something looked fun, not on how dangerous it might be.

He sighed, pushed his glasses up his nose and fixed the bandage with the safety pin, his eyes scrutinising his handiwork. He nodded. That'd hold for now.

[roleplaymemeworld]

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒

                                                     𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄                                       

“You’re dripping blood on the carpet.” “When I said scars are kinda sexy, I didn’t mean you should get one right away…” “Press that against the wound, I’m going to get the med kit.” “It’s bleeding quite badly.” “Oh God, what happened to you?!” “You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?” “Your head looks pretty bad. I’m sure it’ll need stitches.” “It’s going to hurt for a moment, but I’ll need to clean the wound.” “I’m so sorry this happened to you. But you’re safe now.” “That’s a pretty nasty bruise. Want some ice?” “Does it still hurt?” “I don’t think a band aid is gonna fix this…” “Whoa, hey, stay with me! You’re as white as a ghost. Don’t pass out.” “Damn, that must hurt. I’m sure there are some painkillers around here.” “You have to be seen by a doctor. This isn’t going to heal on its own.” “It looks broken. Can you move it at all?” “Here, lean on me. I’ll support you.” “I’m not going to leave you behind. If need be, I’ll carry you.” “I’m going to pick you up now, okay? Just hold on to me.” “Everything is going to be okay. Just hang in there.”

“I don’t feel so good.” “It’s seeping through the bandages.” “My head is throbbing. I think I have a concussion.” “I can barely breathe, it hurts so bad!” “It looks worse than it is. I’m sure it’ll be gone in a couple of days…” “You should see the other one.” “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t want your pity.” “It was my fault, really. I wasn’t paying attention and got hit in the face.” “Getting stabbed wasn’t really on my bucket list.” “I don’t think I can walk.” “Leave me behind, please. I’m just going to slow you down.” “Am I going to die?” “I can’t stop the bleeding.” “I think the bruise matches my eye color.” “Don’t touch it, please! It hurts.” “I don’t want to go to a hospital. I hate doctors!”

[drviktortalis]

❛The council could have done without another face, even if we're trying to all ourselves...❜

[drviktortalis]

❛Dr... Reveck, I think he said. I can't recall.❜

He paces, his cane tapping against the floor in a rhythmic pattern. It's too cold to stay still.

[drviktortalis]

Hello!!!! Hi!!!

❛Why, hello. Aren't you energetic? Is there something you need?❜

He leans against the doorframe with a smile, his glasses perched on his nose.

[drviktortalis]

❛Come on. Please just open the door.❜

He muttered to himself, shifting his weight from one leg to another, both of them aching from pressure. He leant heavily against his cane, counting the seconds in his head as he waited for a turn of the key and for the door to the lab to swing open.

[drviktortalis]

// meta prompt: early scientific interests

As a child, Viktor had an interest in physics. Mostly on kinetic and steam energy. Figuring out how to make things move proved to be most enjoyable, simply because it allowed for him to prove one thing: movement with gears was all he needed.

His ambition here, with the rotation of gears and cogs, led to him of course crafting himself his first ever brace, and although the mechanism at the knee joint was clunky, it was an admirable prototype.

His teenage scientific endeavours were far loftier, almost in line with those of Jayce Talis, who would later go on to be his partner in Hextech, as we are all well aware of. Viktor has two scars from his youth that he owes to his overactive mind and his bad theorems.

He would spend nights in his room, a small space which he had been given by a generous individual, and put himself in the line of fire every time he needed to experiment. Whatever injuries he sustained, he agreed, were entirely necessary to bettering his understanding of the field he was pursuing.