[What kind of fucking faces are they making here for him to need to see? Damn.]
You truly know how to let people know you tire of their company.
[He's teasing. He's teasing? He has the ability to emote! There isn't any swimming; Viktor simply leans a little forward and coasts over to them. What appears on his lips is more than a smile, but not quite a full grin.]
it's funny because that's not exactly what they meant, but also it kind of is. it kind of is. their social battery is usually running at 50% anyway, so they shrug. ]
Hey, come on. You say that like you don't know how to find me anyway. [ but they do stand still to allow this. ] See you on the other side.
[Nerd to nerd communication in real time. Reading the room. Reading the... void.
He raises a hand not unlike the way he did the initial time, but after a short pause, he smirks and thumps them solidly on what is hopefully the forehead with his launched middle finger.
This is not how it's done, but he was feeling unruly.
The jolt seems to swallow them up. A warm, bright light zips in like lightning, consuming their vision, bathing them in cosmic, magical heat. It doesn't feel like burning, but like energy. The dull sting received from standing by a campfire, letting it warm.
They're thrown again into their body at the fountain. Muted Viktor is pulling his hand away; his eyes had been glowing by the way they dim. There are several lingering iridescent fingerprints on their forehead, but they are not hiveminded (whew), and the prints only linger for maybe an hour before fading.]
[ this is definitely nerd to nerd communication, there is no other way to interpret it.
but they do jump slightly when there's a sudden thud, but then there's a light that blinds them, almost. it's energy thrumming through their bones, wrapped around their frame and tying them down, a slight tension in a good way that binds them to reality again.
there's a gasp when they return to their body, hands coming up slowly to pat at their chest and their legs to make sure they're all there. but they look up at viktor to see just how disconnected he is again.
thank you, they are going to stare and probably be unaware of the prints for a while but this is a new thing to obsess about. great. ]
[Not them wandering around with the prints to get side-eyed about them.
He watches them back for a bit. There hasn't really ever been a bad reaction, not even totally with (redacted), but there's a first time for everything.]
[ yeah, listen, sometimes your brain is so overloaded with thoughts you simply do not give a fuck about how you look. ]
...
[ what do they think. ]
I'd like to see it again later. [ they want to study it, a little, out of their own curiosity. and also maybe see how deeply intertwined viktor is to the hexcore and arcane he is. but there is a very slight inflection in their tone that says they're impressed, and curious. ]
[We're gonna have to tranq this nerd to turn the brain off.
Viktor is patient despite having an F in patience; they get time to decide how to respond.] Later then. [He puts the hand on the stupid egg so it doesn't fly out when he stands.
He glances from them to the unfinished three-dimensional blueprint and back to them again.]
[They have shown him some strong convictions. He starts to leave with his stupid egg baby,] Let me know if you need any help. [(knowing they probably won't ask), but then he stops and turns back for a moment.]
Oh, yes. Lailah thought you might like some help on the transport between here and there.
[ there's a nod. thank you, appreciate it. they won't ask, but they pause when viktor mentions the transportation. ]
... if you've got time and extra eyes, sure. I've been working on getting that and our line of communication back up. We weren't supposed to be fully separated like this.
It'd be the first step. I've... been looking into routes and trying to access the innerworkings of this pocket, but I'm not finding where the break is. Which is really annoying, actually, but extra hands who understand a little better would be good.
[ they are fine with their coworkers, but. they are not as technically advanced. ]
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You truly know how to let people know you tire of their company.
[He's teasing. He's teasing? He has the ability to emote! There isn't any swimming; Viktor simply leans a little forward and coasts over to them. What appears on his lips is more than a smile, but not quite a full grin.]
See you on the other side?
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it's funny because that's not exactly what they meant, but also it kind of is. it kind of is. their social battery is usually running at 50% anyway, so they shrug. ]
Hey, come on. You say that like you don't know how to find me anyway. [ but they do stand still to allow this. ] See you on the other side.
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He raises a hand not unlike the way he did the initial time, but after a short pause, he smirks and thumps them solidly on what is hopefully the forehead with his launched middle finger.
This is not how it's done, but he was feeling unruly.
The jolt seems to swallow them up. A warm, bright light zips in like lightning, consuming their vision, bathing them in cosmic, magical heat. It doesn't feel like burning, but like energy. The dull sting received from standing by a campfire, letting it warm.
They're thrown again into their body at the fountain. Muted Viktor is pulling his hand away; his eyes had been glowing by the way they dim. There are several lingering iridescent fingerprints on their forehead, but they are not hiveminded (whew), and the prints only linger for maybe an hour before fading.]
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but they do jump slightly when there's a sudden thud, but then there's a light that blinds them, almost. it's energy thrumming through their bones, wrapped around their frame and tying them down, a slight tension in a good way that binds them to reality again.
there's a gasp when they return to their body, hands coming up slowly to pat at their chest and their legs to make sure they're all there. but they look up at viktor to see just how disconnected he is again.
thank you, they are going to stare and probably be unaware of the prints for a while but this is a new thing to obsess about. great. ]
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He watches them back for a bit. There hasn't really ever been a bad reaction, not even totally with (redacted), but there's a first time for everything.]
What do you think?
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...
[ what do they think. ]
I'd like to see it again later. [ they want to study it, a little, out of their own curiosity. and also maybe see how deeply intertwined viktor is to the hexcore and arcane he is. but there is a very slight inflection in their tone that says they're impressed, and curious. ]
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Viktor is patient despite having an F in patience; they get time to decide how to respond.] Later then. [He puts the hand on the stupid egg so it doesn't fly out when he stands.
He glances from them to the unfinished three-dimensional blueprint and back to them again.]
I'd like to see it when it's finished.
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Later then. [ they have an agreement... a trade for a trade. ] Sooner than later, hopefully.
[ here's hoping. ]
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[They have shown him some strong convictions. He starts to leave with his stupid egg baby,] Let me know if you need any help. [(knowing they probably won't ask), but then he stops and turns back for a moment.]
Oh, yes. Lailah thought you might like some help on the transport between here and there.
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... if you've got time and extra eyes, sure. I've been working on getting that and our line of communication back up. We weren't supposed to be fully separated like this.
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[Interesting.]
I'll help. They said you all weren't sure what caused it. Perhaps we can find out.
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[ they are fine with their coworkers, but. they are not as technically advanced. ]
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[WHY ARE THEY BOTH ANNOYING NERDS.]
I'll find you later. Finish your work.
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Sure. [ they will nod and dismiss him then. see you later, nerd. ]