closed starter for @elysianbeloved // lucien & victor
it was a somewhat jarring sensation when lucien felt himself power on again, something he hadn't expected to happen. the last thing he remember was panic, anger and fear. there was yelling, something about a malfunction or a mistake? an accident? his leg...hurt. not that androids felt pain in the traditional sense, but his circuits and wires did a decent job of playing the part. he gave a few small blinks before glancing down towards the source of the feeling. his leg was twisted and damaged, false skin peeled back to reveal the mechanics inside. he reached out to touch it and further assess the damage, only to find two the last two digits on his right hand missing.
the shock pulls him further from the fog of reactivation, gaze finally moving up to take in his surroundings. he recognized nothing - this wasn't the club, wasn't what he was used to. should be louder, brighter, pounding music and the scent of sex. this was different.
that was when he realized he wasn't alone, eyes widening slightly at the sight of a stranger. he wondered perhaps the man wanted him at home, not the club. not an impossibility, of course, but that didn't explain the injuries. confusion was written all over his features as he searched the man's face for an answer and finally he opened his mouth to speak...but nothing came out.
confusion fell further into panic at the realization, damaged hand smearing blue 'blood' across his throat as he reached to feel for more damage. nothing that he could feel, no split skin or sparking wires. internal? his focus snapped back to the stranger, expression begging for something. any kind of answer for any of it.
