[His fingers curl, digging into the clothes over his arms while they're crossed. Jayce really went and made a weapon without talking to him about it... But he can't say anything? He went and made himself a weapon almost...
It's clear there is a bit of struggle going on in him.]
Maybe if he... just left the council.
[Haha.
His arms unfurl, and he picks up the Rubik's cube, twirling it in his fingers. Then he pushes it into Scien's chest. Take.]
You can keep it until your time is better than a minute and thirty-seven seconds.
[scien is already just twisting the puzzle - not an active effort to solve it, but rather understand the way it's constructed. when viktor offers, scien looks up before shaking his head]
If I wanted one, I would've already made it. If I find a great need, I will.
It's a personal choice. Rather... I am effective enough without one, and I would rather retain my humanity in any way that I can. I do not need to build my body to stray further from that.
[it's obviously not a dig at viktor or any of their friends who have gotten prosthetics - but rather scien's stubborn commitment to his own values. his heart being partially made of machinery is enough.
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scien sees the hesitation for what it is.]
You know him better than I do.
[he'll admit that. maybe viktor is right that there's nothing to worry about and scien is concerned for no reason. but.]
But the average person cannot sustain that level of power and keep their morals.
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It's clear there is a bit of struggle going on in him.]
Maybe if he... just left the council.
[Haha.
His arms unfurl, and he picks up the Rubik's cube, twirling it in his fingers. Then he pushes it into Scien's chest. Take.]
You can keep it until your time is better than a minute and thirty-seven seconds.
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his expression brightens because of course it does. LOVE PUZZLE!!!!!! but he will just look back to viktor and say, and about half-mean it]
I don't believe in luck.
But I'd wish you some if I did.
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[His luck feels like it has run out, honestly. He's thought that since the day Jayce told him the doctors' prognosis.
He leaves Scien with the puzzle, but stops halfway and glances back over his shoulder.]
Do you care about the arm? Do you want me to build you one?
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If I wanted one, I would've already made it. If I find a great need, I will.
It's a personal choice. Rather... I am effective enough without one, and I would rather retain my humanity in any way that I can. I do not need to build my body to stray further from that.
[it's obviously not a dig at viktor or any of their friends who have gotten prosthetics - but rather scien's stubborn commitment to his own values. his heart being partially made of machinery is enough.
he would rather not stray any further than this.]
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[Maybe. He has the makings of the becoming a machine origin story, and it had only just stopped right before it got worse.
But he shrugs one shoulder and arm a little.]
Alright. Suit yourself.
[He doesn't sound angry or offended, just accepting of one dude's stubborn commitment.]