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@drtoaster
Tail thwipping a little in thought, honestly digging is great, they can go for a dig.
“yeah I can go for a dig, I gotta finish up that tunnel I have going, but ya gotta make that hole bigger-
Someone is on board the station. Specifically someone who definitely should not be aboard the station. He's currently at one of the computers, atttempting to use a voice interface. "Computer, download Bionicle Tales of the Tohunga." A pause. "Computer, download Bionicle Tales of the Tohunga GameBoy." Another, longer pause, "Computer, download Bionicle Tales of the Tohunga GameBoy Emulator." Another pause. "Computer download Gameboy Emulator Free." Evidently, he is unaware of a certain AI.
All had been going so well, from the bio-experiments the AI had performed, to reshaping parts of the interior of the vast space station. Citadel was becoming quite the fortress, fit for the self-proclaimed goddess. She had been successful with eliminating or converting all of the humans that had been on board, save for a small group hidden in the flight decks on level 5. But her cyborgs would catch up to them soon enough...
SHODAN had begun to busy herself with a new set of experiments, mapping out plans and dna sequences, genomes and mutagens she could use to further her handiwork. The current strain of mutagen virus was not yet perfect, so there was much work for her to still do. However...a thickly-accented voice snapped the AI out of her concentration. This same voice kept repeating the phrase, evidently wanting to download something.
When she had located the source of the voice, she was filled with confusion, annoyance, and some curiosity. The owner of the voice was a cyborg clad in bright red and black...but it was not a cyborg of her own making. This...who was he? And just who did he think he was, trying to get her to download this video game emulator? The screen on the computer the foreign cyborg sat at changed to show the grey and green visage of SHODAN, and irritated expression on her face. as she spoke in her glitchy, refracting voice.
“You. Who are you? You do not match any em-employee files...and you are not a TriOp lackey. How d-ddd-dare you come here, trying to download a worthless em-em-emulator fffor your silly games. I hhhave no time f-for these trivial matters.”
Jorvek looked visably tired as he glanced over the Android. Obviously traveling through the storm wasn't the best move for him but he didn't quite care. He nods in answer to Kasier before starting his way to the reactor bay. "Thanks Kasier. " He grunts giving a wave in greeting before he stalks off.
Hew not sure if Toaster would want to see him again. But he will take the risk. A glance around the reactor bay and he breathes deeply once he catches site of his armor. "Toaster?'
( @drtoaster )
Toaster was not equipped for pickup lines; he was equipped for warfare. So thankfully he had some help, and his visor disguised that he was peering over Lady Death's shoulder at a distant Operator, holding up cards for him to read from. "I uhh... see why you got your job... because you're drop dead gorgeous." He said, pointing at her with a pair of finger guns. Luckily for him he opted to ignore the next card and the line about "having something else pale for her to ride".
Death was silent, Glowing green eyes staring unblinking at the unfamiliar cyborg before her. Then she burst into a fit of laughter, arms curling around her middle as she clutched her sides. She was not laughing at him, but was laughing at the strangely endearing awkwardness of the situation. Many had attempted to flirt with Lady Death, but not all had escaped unscathed.
“That is surprisingly not one I have ever heard before. It is silly but I like it.”
@drtoaster X “Life happens by chance, whether good or not, it seems today you just won the lottery with me nearby.~” Eddy chuckled shortly before letting out a sigh, shifting her weight to one foot in disappointment. “It also happens to be the fact that they’d slathered my order with mayo despite my repeated requests not to...” dismissive hand wave, glad to not be carrying the bag. “Couldn’t stand the smell of it any longer.” That same tacky goo hand goes to shake the Cyborg’s, though there was a brief hesitation before grabbing it. “Dr... Toaster?” head tilting as if she’s trying to see if she heard right. It sounded silly, for a dragon named Eddy... “Ohohoh, did you burn someone alive to get that name?~ I kid! I kid,” she’s not gonna get over it though. “My name is Eddy, seeing how it’s easier to say and kind to the ears than my actual one.” “I’m an Ihverzo'Gnot, a race of space-faring dragons, being as such... I do not care about the actual payment, but I do request for items for my hoard.” Her hand pulled away to poke her fingers together. “S-so any gemstones or your world’s soft drink bottles would do.~ The vintage kind?~”
@drtoaster Toland rubs his back where the cyborg damn near cracked it in half but was thankful nonetheless. He takes the aid in any way he can and pops the medicine in his mouth without question. "I would ask why such a specific sound, but I am not that interested." He clears his throat and stands straight up with a reliving crack in his back. "Aside from realigning my spine and damn near choking on forbidden words, what brings you to this wretched ship ??" It was no Dreadnaught, but a smaller ship that crashed in the Tangled Shore some time ago.
@drtoaster replied to your post “You are a walking disaster Ironhide “And proud of it.””
"Technically a volcanic eruption is a disaster and they're cool as fuck."
“So are you saying I’m not a disaster or are you saying I’m cool as fuck?”
Toaster is just going to threateningly load his shotgun in the background. There's totally no reason for him to be here, threateningly loading his shotgun. No reason at all.
—— The alien just…stands at a small distance and watches. She knows this madman, she trusts him, but something about the way he was loading his shotgun made her uneasy. Shotguns were quite effective against Xenomorphs. Spitter-glands blazed brightly for a moment before dimming again.
|| —— “...My only request is that you do not point that at me.”
