ODDITY SHOOTIN'

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

Well, I think it'd be a great assurance that there's no more bad blood between us! I goofed a little, I thought you had killed my husband- so.. Y'know-

I got upset! Big whoop! Won't happen again, I know now you can't even do anything to ME! Hoohoo!

And you're doing fine, no worries! I lead, you follow. Simple, yeah?

[votaryvenison]

" Y'SURE THAT'S HOW YOU ASSURE SOMEONE? Y'DID THREATEN ME INTO THIS. BUT UH.. 'KAY. YEAH. I FOLLOW. EASY, ALRIGHT. "

{ Venison picked up on the rhythm quite quickly, actually not seeming to struggle or stumble over Jinn's toes. He was doing alright! }

" ..GUESS I GET BEIN' UPSET. I'M GUNNA BE HONEST WITH YA, I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D SHUT DOWN 'N BE EASY PICKINGS. "

[shackledjinn]

[ Jinn reeled his head back and laughed- snorting and giggling. ]

I'm nothing without my husband- but that'd be my main motivator- to avenge him! Oh, you silly goose you!

Also, do mind my legs. Quite the newborn deer with all this nerve damage, hoohoo!

[ Jinn's legs wobbled slightly, but he still continued on. ]

I assume this place is filled with traps.. She did mention to "mind where we step". You should be quite careful, you take up a bit more space than I- you might be damaged first.

And with how abilities can be altered- I'm not too sure if you can rely on your regeneration.

[votaryvenison]

" ODDLY NICE OF YA.. AND YEAH- SURE, 'KAY. DON'T WANT EITHER OF US GETTING DRAGGED DOWN, LEAN ON ME IF YA HAVE TO. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes at the ground surrounding them. }

" SOME PARTS OF THE FLOOR DON'T LOOK LEVELED- WONDER IF THAT'S SOMETHIN' TA STEP AROUND..? "

[shackledjinn]

Hmh.. Good eye! Alright, well- don't steer me in that direction- hoohoo-.. Circle around..

..That does seem- well- simple.. I wonder if there's more to the "watch where you step" than just traps..?

..

Yes, yeah- okay- [ Jinn seemed to have zoned out momentarily ] -I fear that there could be a double meaning. Do try not to mess up..

[votaryvenison]

" AH. SHEESH. LIKE THERE AIN'T ENOUGH PRESSURE ALREADY, FUCK. "

[vandjonah]

[Shouldn’t have jinxed yourself! The brush of Venison’s tail over a sensitive pressure plate and

SNAP.

A bear trap goes off to the rhythm of the music.]

[votaryvenison]

{ Venison let out a dry chuckle, eyes widening- flitting to look at his tail. He continued dancing, but stumbled- gritting his teeth. }

" FUCK. FUCK-"

[shackledjinn]

[ Jinn's eyes widened along with Venison's, and instead of letting him stumble- pulled him up and twirled him, an attempt to save the fault. ]

It's alright- I've got you!

[votaryvenison]

" ..THANKS- OH FUCK. "

{ Venison groaned, continuing on with their waltz. }

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

Well, I think it'd be a great assurance that there's no more bad blood between us! I goofed a little, I thought you had killed my husband- so.. Y'know-

I got upset! Big whoop! Won't happen again, I know now you can't even do anything to ME! Hoohoo!

And you're doing fine, no worries! I lead, you follow. Simple, yeah?

[votaryvenison]

" Y'SURE THAT'S HOW YOU ASSURE SOMEONE? Y'DID THREATEN ME INTO THIS. BUT UH.. 'KAY. YEAH. I FOLLOW. EASY, ALRIGHT. "

{ Venison picked up on the rhythm quite quickly, actually not seeming to struggle or stumble over Jinn's toes. He was doing alright! }

" ..GUESS I GET BEIN' UPSET. I'M GUNNA BE HONEST WITH YA, I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D SHUT DOWN 'N BE EASY PICKINGS. "

[shackledjinn]

[ Jinn reeled his head back and laughed- snorting and giggling. ]

I'm nothing without my husband- but that'd be my main motivator- to avenge him! Oh, you silly goose you!

Also, do mind my legs. Quite the newborn deer with all this nerve damage, hoohoo!

[ Jinn's legs wobbled slightly, but he still continued on. ]

I assume this place is filled with traps.. She did mention to "mind where we step". You should be quite careful, you take up a bit more space than I- you might be damaged first.

And with how abilities can be altered- I'm not too sure if you can rely on your regeneration.

[votaryvenison]

" ODDLY NICE OF YA.. AND YEAH- SURE, 'KAY. DON'T WANT EITHER OF US GETTING DRAGGED DOWN, LEAN ON ME IF YA HAVE TO. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes at the ground surrounding them. }

" SOME PARTS OF THE FLOOR DON'T LOOK LEVELED- WONDER IF THAT'S SOMETHIN' TA STEP AROUND..? "

[shackledjinn]

Hmh.. Good eye! Alright, well- don't steer me in that direction- hoohoo-.. Circle around..

..That does seem- well- simple.. I wonder if there's more to the "watch where you step" than just traps..?

..

Yes, yeah- okay- [ Jinn seemed to have zoned out momentarily ] -I fear that there could be a double meaning. Do try not to mess up..

[votaryvenison]

" AH. SHEESH. LIKE THERE AIN'T ENOUGH PRESSURE ALREADY, FUCK. "

[vandjonah]

[Shouldn’t have jinxed yourself! The brush of Venison’s tail over a sensitive pressure plate and

SNAP.

A bear trap goes off to the rhythm of the music.]

[votaryvenison]

{ Venison let out a dry chuckle, eyes widening- flitting to look at his tail. He continued dancing, but stumbled- gritting his teeth. }

" FUCK. FUCK-"

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

Well, I think it'd be a great assurance that there's no more bad blood between us! I goofed a little, I thought you had killed my husband- so.. Y'know-

I got upset! Big whoop! Won't happen again, I know now you can't even do anything to ME! Hoohoo!

And you're doing fine, no worries! I lead, you follow. Simple, yeah?

[votaryvenison]

" Y'SURE THAT'S HOW YOU ASSURE SOMEONE? Y'DID THREATEN ME INTO THIS. BUT UH.. 'KAY. YEAH. I FOLLOW. EASY, ALRIGHT. "

{ Venison picked up on the rhythm quite quickly, actually not seeming to struggle or stumble over Jinn's toes. He was doing alright! }

" ..GUESS I GET BEIN' UPSET. I'M GUNNA BE HONEST WITH YA, I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D SHUT DOWN 'N BE EASY PICKINGS. "

[shackledjinn]

[ Jinn reeled his head back and laughed- snorting and giggling. ]

I'm nothing without my husband- but that'd be my main motivator- to avenge him! Oh, you silly goose you!

Also, do mind my legs. Quite the newborn deer with all this nerve damage, hoohoo!

[ Jinn's legs wobbled slightly, but he still continued on. ]

I assume this place is filled with traps.. She did mention to "mind where we step". You should be quite careful, you take up a bit more space than I- you might be damaged first.

And with how abilities can be altered- I'm not too sure if you can rely on your regeneration.

[votaryvenison]

" ODDLY NICE OF YA.. AND YEAH- SURE, 'KAY. DON'T WANT EITHER OF US GETTING DRAGGED DOWN, LEAN ON ME IF YA HAVE TO. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes at the ground surrounding them. }

" SOME PARTS OF THE FLOOR DON'T LOOK LEVELED- WONDER IF THAT'S SOMETHIN' TA STEP AROUND..? "

[shackledjinn]

Hmh.. Good eye! Alright, well- don't steer me in that direction- hoohoo-.. Circle around..

..That does seem- well- simple.. I wonder if there's more to the "watch where you step" than just traps..?

..

Yes, yeah- okay- [ Jinn seemed to have zoned out momentarily ] -I fear that there could be a double meaning. Do try not to mess up..

[votaryvenison]

" AH. SHEESH. LIKE THERE AIN'T ENOUGH PRESSURE ALREADY, FUCK. "

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

Well, I think it'd be a great assurance that there's no more bad blood between us! I goofed a little, I thought you had killed my husband- so.. Y'know-

I got upset! Big whoop! Won't happen again, I know now you can't even do anything to ME! Hoohoo!

And you're doing fine, no worries! I lead, you follow. Simple, yeah?

[votaryvenison]

" Y'SURE THAT'S HOW YOU ASSURE SOMEONE? Y'DID THREATEN ME INTO THIS. BUT UH.. 'KAY. YEAH. I FOLLOW. EASY, ALRIGHT. "

{ Venison picked up on the rhythm quite quickly, actually not seeming to struggle or stumble over Jinn's toes. He was doing alright! }

" ..GUESS I GET BEIN' UPSET. I'M GUNNA BE HONEST WITH YA, I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D SHUT DOWN 'N BE EASY PICKINGS. "

[shackledjinn]

[ Jinn reeled his head back and laughed- snorting and giggling. ]

I'm nothing without my husband- but that'd be my main motivator- to avenge him! Oh, you silly goose you!

Also, do mind my legs. Quite the newborn deer with all this nerve damage, hoohoo!

[ Jinn's legs wobbled slightly, but he still continued on. ]

I assume this place is filled with traps.. She did mention to "mind where we step". You should be quite careful, you take up a bit more space than I- you might be damaged first.

And with how abilities can be altered- I'm not too sure if you can rely on your regeneration.

[votaryvenison]

" ODDLY NICE OF YA.. AND YEAH- SURE, 'KAY. DON'T WANT EITHER OF US GETTING DRAGGED DOWN, LEAN ON ME IF YA HAVE TO. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes at the ground surrounding them. }

" SOME PARTS OF THE FLOOR DON'T LOOK LEVELED- WONDER IF THAT'S SOMETHIN' TA STEP AROUND..? "

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

Well, I think it'd be a great assurance that there's no more bad blood between us! I goofed a little, I thought you had killed my husband- so.. Y'know-

I got upset! Big whoop! Won't happen again, I know now you can't even do anything to ME! Hoohoo!

And you're doing fine, no worries! I lead, you follow. Simple, yeah?

[votaryvenison]

" Y'SURE THAT'S HOW YOU ASSURE SOMEONE? Y'DID THREATEN ME INTO THIS. BUT UH.. 'KAY. YEAH. I FOLLOW. EASY, ALRIGHT. "

{ Venison picked up on the rhythm quite quickly, actually not seeming to struggle or stumble over Jinn's toes. He was doing alright! }

" ..GUESS I GET BEIN' UPSET. I'M GUNNA BE HONEST WITH YA, I JUST THOUGHT YOU'D SHUT DOWN 'N BE EASY PICKINGS. "

[shackledjinn]

@votaryvenison

[ Jinn grinned, straightening up his suit. ]

So, you dance? I love dancing, honestly- great talent of mine.

[ Jinn slowly waltz'd with Venison, humming quietly. ]

You don't seem awful at it- if we ignore the times you have stepped on my toes.

Hmmhh.. Four feet between us- bound to be difficult.

[votaryvenison]

" ..I DON'T DANCE- IT AIN'T FOR ME. "

{ Venison narrowed his eyes. }

" WOULD MUCH RATHER BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW, BUT O' COURSE YA HAD TO SNATCH ME AWAY. WHY? N GIVE ME A REASON OTHER THAN YER NERD SHIT. "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[nervosa-nova]

*[ever so slightly, syn's eyes narrowed.]*

[Eugh. I have a built-in targeting system for ranged weapons and firearms. As for personal preferences...]

*[synapse held out a hand at his side. something iridescent sparked at his fingertips before a spear materialized in his palm. it shared the same gradient present on his stripes and eye markings.]*

[...I have found myself to take a liking towards spears.]

[votaryvenison]

" AAAH, BABY WEAPONS. AIN'TTHAT CUTE? YER LIL' POKER. "

{ Venison tapped the tip with his fingers. }

" Y'LOOK REAL UNHAPPY, HMH? YER NOT LIKIN' US TALKING, YEAAH? "

[nervosa-nova]

[It appears to you as a "baby weapon" because you are several feet taller than I or the weapon.]

[And maybe I am displeased with this interaction because you are being unnecessarily rude to me for no clear reason...]

[votaryvenison]

" I AIN'T BEIN' RUDE. HOW I USUALLY BANTER. "

{ Venison scratched his ear. }

" MMH. HOW.. EVERYONE USUALLY BANTERS. IT'S NUTHIN' PERSONAL, DON'T GET UP-ALL-TWISTED. "

[nervosa-nova]

[Ah. Banter. I see now. Forgive me if I do not grasp your jokes; I am not equipped to understand sarcasm and ironic statements.]

*[although that is true, a rather rude opinion tucked deep away within synapse's cpu still remained: "man, this venison guy's an asshole, innit?"]*

*[but there was no point to voicing that opinion aloud. so syn just decided to keep it to himself.]*

[votaryvenison]

" EH, WHATEVER. S'ALL GOOD. ARE Y'NOT ABLE TO.. UPDATE YER ROBOT-BRAIN OR SUMTHIN'?.. 'M COWORKER DEEPCUT IS WICKED WITH TECH- IF Y'WANNA BE LESS SOCIALLY INEPT HE COULD HELP YA OUT. "

{ ..thats suspiciously nice. }

" OR WOULD'DAT GET IN THE WAY.. OR WHATEVER THE FUCK- I'M NOT A ROBO-GUY. "

[nervosa-nova]

[My systems update themselves when necessary, so there would be no need for an external upgrade. Social navigation otherwise is deemed largely unnecessary when compared to updating combat techniques or strategies and tactical knowledge.]

[And to be frank, I am distrustful of others near the intricate workings of my frame.]

[votaryvenison]

" HMH, EH, FAIR. YER SYSTEMS MIGHT BE PRETTY EASY TO TAMPER WITH IF SOMEONE KNOWS THEIR SHIT. "

{ Venison's nose twitched. }

" ..D'YA SMELL HUMAN? IT SMELLS LIKE A HUMAN. I KEEP GETTING WHIFFS- D'YA KNOW WHAT THAT'S ABOUT? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Whatever do you mean you "smell human"? There aren't any humans around here, at least to my knowledge. Are you referring to me? As I was programmed by a human.]

[votaryvenison]

" HUMAN HAVE A SOFTER SMELL THAN ODDITIES. EH.. HOW TO COMPARE? SALTY 'N SOUR. GUESS I COULD BE JUST SMELLIN YA BUT.. "

{ Nose twitches again. }

" ..TOO POTENT TA BE YOU. .. 'SCUZE ME- HUMANS SHOULDN'T BE HERE. I NEED TO- FIND THE SOURCE- SCOOT! "

{ Oh he was BOOKING IT TOWARDS THE SOURCE. who happened to be a little blue fox with orange irises facing in other directions! He was walking into a wall repeatedly. }

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[nervosa-nova]

*[ever so slightly, syn's eyes narrowed.]*

[Eugh. I have a built-in targeting system for ranged weapons and firearms. As for personal preferences...]

*[synapse held out a hand at his side. something iridescent sparked at his fingertips before a spear materialized in his palm. it shared the same gradient present on his stripes and eye markings.]*

[...I have found myself to take a liking towards spears.]

[votaryvenison]

" AAAH, BABY WEAPONS. AIN'TTHAT CUTE? YER LIL' POKER. "

{ Venison tapped the tip with his fingers. }

" Y'LOOK REAL UNHAPPY, HMH? YER NOT LIKIN' US TALKING, YEAAH? "

[nervosa-nova]

[It appears to you as a "baby weapon" because you are several feet taller than I or the weapon.]

[And maybe I am displeased with this interaction because you are being unnecessarily rude to me for no clear reason...]

[votaryvenison]

" I AIN'T BEIN' RUDE. HOW I USUALLY BANTER. "

{ Venison scratched his ear. }

" MMH. HOW.. EVERYONE USUALLY BANTERS. IT'S NUTHIN' PERSONAL, DON'T GET UP-ALL-TWISTED. "

[nervosa-nova]

[Ah. Banter. I see now. Forgive me if I do not grasp your jokes; I am not equipped to understand sarcasm and ironic statements.]

*[although that is true, a rather rude opinion tucked deep away within synapse's cpu still remained: "man, this venison guy's an asshole, innit?"]*

*[but there was no point to voicing that opinion aloud. so syn just decided to keep it to himself.]*

[votaryvenison]

" EH, WHATEVER. S'ALL GOOD. ARE Y'NOT ABLE TO.. UPDATE YER ROBOT-BRAIN OR SUMTHIN'?.. 'M COWORKER DEEPCUT IS WICKED WITH TECH- IF Y'WANNA BE LESS SOCIALLY INEPT HE COULD HELP YA OUT. "

{ ..thats suspiciously nice. }

" OR WOULD'DAT GET IN THE WAY.. OR WHATEVER THE FUCK- I'M NOT A ROBO-GUY. "

[nervosa-nova]

[My systems update themselves when necessary, so there would be no need for an external upgrade. Social navigation otherwise is deemed largely unnecessary when compared to updating combat techniques or strategies and tactical knowledge.]

[And to be frank, I am distrustful of others near the intricate workings of my frame.]

[votaryvenison]

" HMH, EH, FAIR. YER SYSTEMS MIGHT BE PRETTY EASY TO TAMPER WITH IF SOMEONE KNOWS THEIR SHIT. "

{ Venison's nose twitched. }

" ..D'YA SMELL HUMAN? IT SMELLS LIKE A HUMAN. I KEEP GETTING WHIFFS- D'YA KNOW WHAT THAT'S ABOUT? "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[nervosa-nova]

*[ever so slightly, syn's eyes narrowed.]*

[Eugh. I have a built-in targeting system for ranged weapons and firearms. As for personal preferences...]

*[synapse held out a hand at his side. something iridescent sparked at his fingertips before a spear materialized in his palm. it shared the same gradient present on his stripes and eye markings.]*

[...I have found myself to take a liking towards spears.]

[votaryvenison]

" AAAH, BABY WEAPONS. AIN'TTHAT CUTE? YER LIL' POKER. "

{ Venison tapped the tip with his fingers. }

" Y'LOOK REAL UNHAPPY, HMH? YER NOT LIKIN' US TALKING, YEAAH? "

[nervosa-nova]

[It appears to you as a "baby weapon" because you are several feet taller than I or the weapon.]

[And maybe I am displeased with this interaction because you are being unnecessarily rude to me for no clear reason...]

[votaryvenison]

" I AIN'T BEIN' RUDE. HOW I USUALLY BANTER. "

{ Venison scratched his ear. }

" MMH. HOW.. EVERYONE USUALLY BANTERS. IT'S NUTHIN' PERSONAL, DON'T GET UP-ALL-TWISTED. "

[nervosa-nova]

[Ah. Banter. I see now. Forgive me if I do not grasp your jokes; I am not equipped to understand sarcasm and ironic statements.]

*[although that is true, a rather rude opinion tucked deep away within synapse's cpu still remained: "man, this venison guy's an asshole, innit?"]*

*[but there was no point to voicing that opinion aloud. so syn just decided to keep it to himself.]*

[votaryvenison]

" EH, WHATEVER. S'ALL GOOD. ARE Y'NOT ABLE TO.. UPDATE YER ROBOT-BRAIN OR SUMTHIN'?.. 'M COWORKER DEEPCUT IS WICKED WITH TECH- IF Y'WANNA BE LESS SOCIALLY INEPT HE COULD HELP YA OUT. "

{ ..thats suspiciously nice. }

" OR WOULD'DAT GET IN THE WAY.. OR WHATEVER THE FUCK- I'M NOT A ROBO-GUY. "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[nervosa-nova]

*[ever so slightly, syn's eyes narrowed.]*

[Eugh. I have a built-in targeting system for ranged weapons and firearms. As for personal preferences...]

*[synapse held out a hand at his side. something iridescent sparked at his fingertips before a spear materialized in his palm. it shared the same gradient present on his stripes and eye markings.]*

[...I have found myself to take a liking towards spears.]

[votaryvenison]

" AAAH, BABY WEAPONS. AIN'TTHAT CUTE? YER LIL' POKER. "

{ Venison tapped the tip with his fingers. }

" Y'LOOK REAL UNHAPPY, HMH? YER NOT LIKIN' US TALKING, YEAAH? "

[nervosa-nova]

[It appears to you as a "baby weapon" because you are several feet taller than I or the weapon.]

[And maybe I am displeased with this interaction because you are being unnecessarily rude to me for no clear reason...]

[votaryvenison]

" I AIN'T BEIN' RUDE. HOW I USUALLY BANTER. "

{ Venison scratched his ear. }

" MMH. HOW.. EVERYONE USUALLY BANTERS. IT'S NUTHIN' PERSONAL, DON'T GET UP-ALL-TWISTED. "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[nervosa-nova]

*[ever so slightly, syn's eyes narrowed.]*

[Eugh. I have a built-in targeting system for ranged weapons and firearms. As for personal preferences...]

*[synapse held out a hand at his side. something iridescent sparked at his fingertips before a spear materialized in his palm. it shared the same gradient present on his stripes and eye markings.]*

[...I have found myself to take a liking towards spears.]

[votaryvenison]

" AAAH, BABY WEAPONS. AIN'TTHAT CUTE? YER LIL' POKER. "

{ Venison tapped the tip with his fingers. }

" Y'LOOK REAL UNHAPPY, HMH? YER NOT LIKIN' US TALKING, YEAAH? "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[nervosa-nova]

[This was a neutral zone? I have not yet taken note of that. I was not entirely sure, with the hyper-tailored executions and the fiasco that happened mere minutes ago...]

*[a sour expression crossed synapse's face before quickly shifting back to a neutral one.]*

[To answer your query, I am certainly more than just "blabber". I am a construct specifically made for speed and agility, as well in efficiency in terminating threats. I am also programmed with knowledge of effectively using multiple firearms and melee or ranged weapons, as well as operating offensive machinery.]

[I merely talk as much as I do for the highest chance of conveying my points as thoroughly as possible.]

[votaryvenison]

" YEAH. FIGURED THAT OUT.. 'PPARENTLY IF NO GAME DEMANDS IT, NO IN-FIGHTING. BULLSHIT. 'N NEAT, NEAT."

" Y'DON'T LOOK LIKE YA KNOW YER WAY 'ROUND A PENCIL, BUT I DIGRESS. GOOD TO HEAR- THOUGH. Y'GOT ANY SPECIFIC TALENTS WIT'YER WEAPONS Y'THINK YOU SHOULD WARN ME ABOUT? "

{ Venison chuckled. }

[votaryvenison]

MOTHERLAND

{ The jerboa quivered, tears rolling down his face as he pulled the trigger on a gun- wailing hearing it go off. He looked at the target- another miss. He would have to keep going until it landed right in the middle thrice. }

{ He huffed, sniffing snot back up into his nose and taking aim once more- arms shaking. An older Hunter walked by- resembling the iconic two tailed fox with much more edge than necessary. }

`` Venison, you're crying again. ``

" M.. M NOT! I-.. SORRY.."

`` Keep in mind, Venison, those monsters you will grow up to kill- they will not pity you if you cry. They will not wait for you to wipe your tears. - You will be mauled again and again until you can get a grip. ``

" I KNOW! I KNOW- JUST- SHOOT.. I'M TRYING, OKAY?! "

[votaryvenison]

ZONING OUT

( "I CAN'T EVER SLEEP EASY KNOWIN' ALL THOSE LIVES I TOOK- THEY WEREN'T DOING NO NOTHIN! HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO GO ON KNOWING THEY COULDA SURVIVED, BUT YOU MADE ME THINK THEY COULDN'T?! BLOOD ON MY HANDS- DIRT ON ME- FOR NO REASON OTHER THAN YOUR BIAS! I MAY LOVE YA, I LOVE YA- BUT I. AIN'T. DOIN'. IT. UH-UH, NO MORE!" )

( "Everytime you must betray me. Do you not get tired of it?")

{ Venison jolted, face wrinkling uncomfortably. That was his voice, his voice that screamed- but those words had never once left his mouth. It felt like a premonition, maybe even a memory? }

" MIND COOKS THINGS UP WHEN YER BORED.. EHH.. IT HAPPENS. "

{ It implied he'd one day or at least had betrayed mother- which is something he'd never dream of doing. }

( "LEAVE 'IM OUTTA THIS- MAMA-" )

"FUCKIN' GOD, SHUT UP! "

{ Deepcut stirred from the hole he dug himself, bright red head poking out- resting his chin on the grass. }

' Are you alright? '

" ..YEAH, IDIOT. 'M FINE. GO BACK TO LOAFIN', SITTIN ON YOUR ASS. "

' You were yelling. '

" ..HEAD HAS BEEN SPINNIN'. PLAYIN' TRICKS ON ME. WE HAVEN'T BEEN DOING ANYTHING AND IT'S DRIVING ME MAD. "

' Mmyhh.. Sounds like a you-problem, Vots. '

{ Venison swung his leg backward- kicking Deepcut in the head, earning a half-hearted giggly 'Ow!' }

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[nervosa-nova]

[Completely organic; like a bio-mechanism? As in all of your artificial components are organic instead of metal? It is not every day that I encounter those such as you. Your types are extremely hard to manufacture.]

[Hm. And if that is truly the case, why are you at an event such as this if that is your only motive?]

*[syn suddenly turns serious, a stark shadow passing over his face.]*

[If you really were serious, I, Jinn, and every other individual in this ballroom would be bleeding at your feet hours ago.]

[...Or at least that's how I would have done it, if I was fixated on such a goal.]

[votaryvenison]

" HEY, DICKWEED- SHITS A NEUTRAL ZONE. I DIDN'T FUCKIN' KNOW THAT. THOUGHT IT'D BE EASY PICKINGS WITH EVERYONE IN ONE AREA. "

{ Venison rolled his eyes. }

" 'N YEAH, SURE. I'MMA FEAT OF BIO-ENGINEERING, BEST ONE MAMA MADE. Y'MORE THAN JUST BLABBER OR IS THAT YER WHOLE THING? "

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "

[nervosa-nova]

[I see. You are also involved in neutralizing oddities? Paired with your capabilities for advanced regeneration, are you also an antivirus of some kind?]

[-And profanity makes you seem deeply unprofessional. If you are going to curse do it at the very least when damaged...]

[votaryvenison]

" DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S UNPROFESSIONAL I JUST WANT THIS SHIT. FUCKING. DONE. "

"ANTIVIRUS... Y'COULD SAY THAT- BUT 'M COMPLETELY ORGANIC. THIS IS ALL ME. Y'HEAR?"

[shackledjinn]

[Hello. I do not think we have met before... You are the one known as "Jinn", am I correct?]

- @nervosa-nova

Oh, yupperoonie! That's me, hey!

I've been watching! You're collecting data or something- right?

[nervosa-nova]

*[the android nods politely.]*

[Yes, I have been. The reason for the practice; if you are wondering, is merely to guide future interactions with others in this... space.]

[I have overheard you and your dancing partner discuss topics relating to venoms and toxins. If I recall, you yourself have stated that you are somewhat poisonous, correct?]

[shackledjinn]

Oh, yes! A concoction of my blood and spit kills cells fast enough to prevent regeneration- along with a sprinkle of vinegar but- heehee-

Why do you ask? I don't bite, promise.

[nervosa-nova]

[...Interesting. I am not asking out of fear- as your bodily fluids supposedly do not affect artificial structures, but more out of curiosity.]

*[the android leans in a little close, a hand on their chin, thoroughly intrigued.]*

[How are your blood and saliva able to create such a noxious compound? What chemicals are they made of respectively? Do you have specific sacs to store said poison, or are you naturally immune? Are you venomous as well?]

[shackledjinn]

I'm not sure of all of the components- I simply know that my blood and spit have those effects.. But- I'm sure of one part, sodium hydroxide. That is in my spit. but I've yet to figure out what in the world my blood is.. It's a sour and viscous substance that pops and bubbles when reacting to my spit.

I've pulled myself apart to answer that- no sacs. I'm naturally immune it seems. I'm able to swallow the substances I make with no struggle.

Venomous? I'd suppose so. Both venomous and poisonous..

[nervosa-nova]

[I see, I see... Sodium hydroxide... As in the substance that is used in soap and paper manufacturing? Is your saliva completely made of the compound or is it only in low amounts?]

[As for your blood, I would not be opposed to conducting a study on the liquid to see what chemical in specifics it contains or is comprised of; if you would let me.]

[...And you have performed surgery on yourself?]

[shackledjinn]

Almost completely, yes. And oh, sure! No biggie.

[ Jinn rolled up his sleeve, fingers running across his arm to his inner elbow. ]

After finding myself with my husband, I've found I'm quite different than I was before. I can no longer perish, and I've found myself with quite a lot of abnormalities! Heehh.. What a crazy dame he is..

Full of acid like this- just so if I leave without permission? PPLLBBH! 'Cause of this handy little thing.. [ He prods the baby-blue ring around his neck, seeming to be fused into his flesh almost. ]

So, how much blood would'ja need? [ Jinn put his teeth on the soft flesh of his inner elbow, hooking them into the skin- and immediately pulling upwards, making a slit in himself with the audible noise of the tissue pulling apart. ] Cause- I got plenty!

[ He grinned to the best of his abilities with a permanently grimacing face, waving his arm to present it. ]

[nervosa-nova]

[That is. Concerning.]

[-And I would not need more than around 25 or so milliliters of your blood. You could seriously harm yourself if you gave away more.]

*[...there's been a looming presence over the two of them that is getting... quite difficult to ignore. syn decides to take the shot and address him:]*

[...And I may ask... Who is your dance partner? I feel as though we had met earlier.]

@votaryvenison

[votaryvenison]

" 'M VENISON. YEAH, I SAW YER ASS- Y'GOT ATTACKED BY THAT CRAZY WOMAN'S CLONES, YEA? "

[nervosa-nova]

[Venison.... Like deer flesh? What a peculiar name. And yes, I was the one to be swarmed by those drones. She- and by proxy they - have a ...distain for me in particular.]

*[synapse tilts his head curiously (and cautiously) at venison.]*

[I have seen you, her, and another individual in combat when you made your. Entrance. Into the ballroom. You appear to have remarkable regenerative abilities...]

[...And quite the affinity for profanity as well.]

[votaryvenison]

" MY JOB IS KILLIN' YA FREAKS, DIDN'T.. DIDN'T REALIZE THIS WAS A NEUTRAL ZONE WITH'A BUNCHA WHINERS. THE OTHER INDIVIDUAL? "

" OH! HEY! DEEPCUT, M'COWORKER. REAL FORCE OF NATURE, THAT GUY. FREAKY 'N AWFUL, Y'KNOW? MENACIN'. LOVE THE GUY. 'N PROFANITY IS JUST WHAT MY SWEET TONGUE IS MADE FOR, HEH! "