If you're curious, I don't mind you taking a peek with us! You'll have to run it by Monsieur Scien, but I think more eyes on it would be helpful. [Especially considering this is foreign tech to all of them...
As for his blood:] You could say that! Blood, tissue, everything about us. So we need samples from a different population for a better point of reference!
[NOT THE WASH DRINK FOOT!!!!!! GIT OUTTA HERE THE SHIP IS BROKEN NOW
In juxtaposition to our shitposting, Viktor is beginning to radiate thoss bad Doom vibes again. He frowns into the distance for the same long silence he had before.
Debating.]
...I'm dying.
[WHY DOES HE JUST DROP THIS HERE]
Not here, of course. I think... the nanites are keeping me stable. But I am dying.
My god though, fucking help. Well, he will respond to these Doom vibes with a little concern and curiosity the same as are his general base emotions, apparently. Help. He's also got some SERIOUS vibes, with contemplation...
DON'T JUST TELL HIM YOU'RE DYING MAN.]
I see... So what you have is terminal, then? Is it something in your blood? Tissue? Or a different part...?
[THE PURPLE PEOPLE EATERS AAAAAA WAIT THEY'RE PURPLE FOR ME TOO WTF
He shakes his head, resigned.]
It's everything. Those who are shunned by the high society in Piltover, or those who don't like the ethos regulations for research burrow down into the Zaun's belly. Chemtech labs, waste, the mines, the factories... all of the run-off has nowhere to go but into Zaun's water and air.
But if you can barely afford to live in Zaun, there's no hope for you to get into Piltover unless you have something useful to them, unless you can pretend to be one of them.
[Like him. His brain was useful. He could put on an Academy uniform and be a chameleon. People didn't look at him and immediately smell the crust of the Undercity on him.]
The vibes are understanding, in any case, and a little bit frustrated and sympathetic.]
It's like that in a lot of places, isn't it? The ones with all of the money have all the safety in the world, too, and people without... Well.
[They're just left to fuckin SUFFER huh! Wild.]
...Mmm, I know that this is really invasive, especially when you've already offered your blood and got scolded for it. But if we ever get access to better equipment, is there any way that I could take a few more cell samples? Just to take a little peek for myself.
Yes. I'm a little disappointing to be finding out there are other places like this, too.
[He's thinking about the warning he received. It was fair. But! There can't be any progress without trying some fucking wild, stupid shit, so... Unfortunate for that person who gave him a little warning about the blood.
Sometimes, you are resigned, but also incredibly desperate.]
...Sure. I don't know how much it will help, but okay.
It seems that some of the biggest similarities are also some of the worst, huh?
[SPACE MONARCHIES.
In any case the vibes are simultaneously ! at the agreement and also grateful. RIP to whoever gave that warning but this is a great win for Dahut personally.]
Thank you very much, monsieur! You can be there at the time, if you'd like. Even if we don't find anything new, it's better to not leave a single stone unturned, right?
[DON'T SHOOTIE ME I'M JUST A LIL GUY this is still so funny though help me :amen:]
Mmm, it's true, it's true... I do hope that they have a lab on board somewhere, at least! Asking for the individual transfer of the right equipment one batch at a time will take foreeever.
[The vaguely exasperated and antsy vibes of someone who is not used to WAITING to do SCIENCE.]
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Help though PLEASE HAVE A DRINK. GIRL!!!]
If you're curious, I don't mind you taking a peek with us! You'll have to run it by Monsieur Scien, but I think more eyes on it would be helpful. [Especially considering this is foreign tech to all of them...
As for his blood:] You could say that! Blood, tissue, everything about us. So we need samples from a different population for a better point of reference!
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HE WILL DRINK IN A MINUTE.]
I'll ask him.
[They got off on a very sarcastic foot, but it hasn't been as bad as (pretends to look at Dana's PCs) probably the rest.]
I see. That is everyone where you're from?
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He just nods at that, though! Yay Scien is making friends...]
Mmhm! Pretty unpleasant, right?
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I'm not sure if my blood will be much help actually.
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He's just giving this poor sickly man a look, though. There's concern in his vibes, but there's also curiosity.]
Because of what's affect you, you mean?
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In juxtaposition to our shitposting, Viktor is beginning to radiate thoss bad Doom vibes again. He frowns into the distance for the same long silence he had before.
Debating.]
...I'm dying.
[WHY DOES HE JUST DROP THIS HERE]
Not here, of course. I think... the nanites are keeping me stable. But I am dying.
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My god though, fucking help. Well, he will respond to these Doom vibes with a little concern and curiosity the same as are his general base emotions, apparently. Help. He's also got some SERIOUS vibes, with contemplation...
DON'T JUST TELL HIM YOU'RE DYING MAN.]
I see... So what you have is terminal, then? Is it something in your blood? Tissue? Or a different part...?
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Viktor won't look back at poor, sympathetic Dahut. He does not confirm it is terminal, but it isn't hard to tell from literally anything it is.]
My organs. My bones.
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Damn though. His freaky eyes still stare at him, observant in a way that belies his age.]
Do you know the root cause? The tainted water, right? But has the source of the problem actually been found?
[Is anyone running water tests...]
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He shakes his head, resigned.]
It's everything. Those who are shunned by the high society in Piltover, or those who don't like the ethos regulations for research burrow down into the Zaun's belly. Chemtech labs, waste, the mines, the factories... all of the run-off has nowhere to go but into Zaun's water and air.
But if you can barely afford to live in Zaun, there's no hope for you to get into Piltover unless you have something useful to them, unless you can pretend to be one of them.
[Like him. His brain was useful. He could put on an Academy uniform and be a chameleon. People didn't look at him and immediately smell the crust of the Undercity on him.]
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The vibes are understanding, in any case, and a little bit frustrated and sympathetic.]
It's like that in a lot of places, isn't it? The ones with all of the money have all the safety in the world, too, and people without... Well.
[They're just left to fuckin SUFFER huh! Wild.]
...Mmm, I know that this is really invasive, especially when you've already offered your blood and got scolded for it. But if we ever get access to better equipment, is there any way that I could take a few more cell samples? Just to take a little peek for myself.
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[He's thinking about the warning he received. It was fair. But! There can't be any progress without trying some fucking wild, stupid shit, so... Unfortunate for that person who gave him a little warning about the blood.
Sometimes, you are resigned, but also incredibly desperate.]
...Sure. I don't know how much it will help, but okay.
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[SPACE MONARCHIES.
In any case the vibes are simultaneously ! at the agreement and also grateful. RIP to whoever gave that warning but this is a great win for Dahut personally.]
Thank you very much, monsieur! You can be there at the time, if you'd like. Even if we don't find anything new, it's better to not leave a single stone unturned, right?
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Unfortunately.
[Don't ! at the agreement you won't be here to UPHOLD, DAHUT. Sad to say he is probably going to be looking at your heart, shaking.]
I think we have so few options, this would be best, yes.
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Mmm, it's true, it's true... I do hope that they have a lab on board somewhere, at least! Asking for the individual transfer of the right equipment one batch at a time will take foreeever.
[The vaguely exasperated and antsy vibes of someone who is not used to WAITING to do SCIENCE.]
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I also wouldn't mind a laboratory. Or at least an engineering room of some kind.
[His answer to Sidon's locked in the bathroom question he answered...]
Not a patient one, hm?
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Both! Both would be good! [LET HIM IIIIN except now he's in dead quarantine HE CAN'T BE LET IN ANYWHEEERE.
Anyway, a little embarrassed:] Aha, is it that obvious...? I try to be! But it's hard sometimes...