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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/28/2016 10:39:48 PM
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[u]Augmentations and Such[/u]
[u]The L.I.M.B Clinic[/u]
[i]A couple of days after Christmas - that Christmas being spent dealing with invaders and zombies and such - the snowfall hadn't stopped at all, as more snow and ice fell from the heavens and froze against windows and the stone roads of Dojoville. As the repairing of stone walls and homes of civilains persisted onwards, a woman casually walked down the remains of a concrete sidewalk, humming a quiet song that suspiciously sounded like Queen's "Killer Queen". [/i]
[i]Irina S. Elizia, a thirty-year old Vileblood, was headed for the L.I.M.B Clinic - both to say hi to someone she considered a friend, and to get an augmentation or two - perhaps several. A carbon black coat was wrapped around her slender body, as she wore a pair of light grey gloves and black combat boots, her long silver-blonde hair tied into a ponytail. It was a change of style, at least for her in some manner.[/i]
[i]Heading into the Clinic, the woman turned towards the counter, and to whoever sat there that day, immediately speaking up after she entered.[/i] "Excuse me - but would you know where JT is? Thinking about...gettin' an aug or two."
((Open for JT.))
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[i]The one who stood there was none other than the cowboy himself. I've already explained to you his outfit, armour, gear and the like so I'll refrain from boring you with it. "Literally right here, Irina."[/i]
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"...Oh. Sorry...hey." [i]Irina's unusually pale face somehow turned paler, out of embarrassment.[/i] "Well, you probably know why I'm here...I guess. I've got enough money to afford some augmentations, and I had an idea for you."
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[i]"What's that?" JT asked as he grabbed a tablet with his right hand, and he threw on the picture of a human female's anatomy with his left. Her idea had to be physically possible, and JT was going to ensure it. [/i]
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Edited by Orn: 12/28/2016 11:05:05 PM"Alright, let's see." [i]Irina took a glimpse at the picture, before drawing a ballpoint pen and uncapping it. [/i] "So let's see - I was planning on cybernetic arms and legs at first, for increased strength, speed, and such. At the forearms, I had the idea of metallic blades protruding from them, something like arm-blades or something of the sort. Hell, I was even thinking if it would be possible to make them strong enough to be anchors for grappling or even projectiles attached by a hook - As for the legs, nothing really came to mind: I just wanted some increased speed for them. So...I doubt it's even realistic enough to be possible, but...could you do it?"
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[spoiler]So like terminator assassin gear?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Totally.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Irina, dude," JT said as he exited his armour, flicked his right wrist back, aimed it at the roof, and allowed a blade attached to a sort of cord fly at the roof. And in a joking tone, he spoke. "You want that? I expected a challenge from the Vileblood, I can make it." [/i]
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"Yeah, except something more combat-focused. Just something I can use to hack people apart with while also using it for utility and such." [i]She smiled, now knowing for a fact that JT could do it.[/i]
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[i]"So, blades from the bottom of the forearm that pop out and extend, with a grappling hook launcher from the upper arm?" [/i]
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"Bingo. Any advice for the legs, other than increased strength or servos? Just wondering if there's anything else I can get."
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[i]"What're you lookin' to do?" [/i]
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"Whatever can make me fast enough to outrun other shitlords in here and strong enough to where a kick could shatter a bone or two."
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[i]"Can't do that without augging your torso. Last I checked you didn't need an old man poking and prodding around there with a knife and needle. Unless you're paying 400 for it?"[/i]
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"I mean...I guess Athena wouldn't mind too much. Yeah, sure - I can pay for it."
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[i]"Each new aug is 200, new limbs are 10 grand, motor is 400." [/i]
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"I can pay for it all." [i]Irina said, as she drew a wallet from her back pocket and began flipping through cash.[/i] "...Thank Grant for all of this, he's...really helped me out, both with getting money and improving. Working with the NCR's gotten me this, heh."
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[i]"Third aug chamber on your right, and the NCR pays that well? Damn."[/i]
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"Alright, and yeah. Apparently money isn't the biggest issue..." [i]Thanks, ASAP.[/i] [i]Irina proceeded onwards to the room, while she simply stood in there, waiting. She figured this is where she'd get undressed and get on a table, but she wanted confirmation from JT for all of that.[/i]
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[i]A voice came over an intercom in the room. "Alright, clothes on the floor, you lay on the steel bed in the middle of the room. Nanocyte will be taking care of the surgery."[/i]
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"Cheers," [i]Was all Irina muttered as she did just that, completely undressing and then lying upon the steel table. She simply closed her eyes, as if she was resting instead of getting augmentations.[/i]
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[i]A silence and a miasma of black swathed the face of Irina as a breathing mask was carried by a cloud, composed of trillions of tiny nanites that brought it to her. Elsewhere in the room was a second swarn, prepping the new limbs and the motor whilst a third swarm set up the gas valves and pumped a tranquilization agent into the body of the Vileblood. The last thing she saw was a chrome black, shifting about. -------------------- Upon Irina awakening, the blackened cloud that restricted her vision to nothing was gone, nothing more than a simple man of a midnight black colour with a matching trench coat on, for that ominous cyberpunk-esque look to the neo-futuristic vibe that the entire place gave off. The operation was a success, Irina's limbs were replaced with carbon fibre skinned prosthesis with muscle and bone made of trillions of EMP-hardened nanites, and a robotic arm inside in the event she would lose the nanites to a load of magnets or visiting a planet with no magnetic core and field. A V2 motor was installed in her torso, because anything else would get past the sound dampeners installed on the insides of her torso's skin to hide the ace up the sleeve. [/i]
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[i]Awakening slowly, the woman only looked down in amazement at the new limbs that she had received, beginning to move them and such before riding from the table she laid upon. All that was etched upon Irina's face was a smirk, a jolly one - not one that was sarcastic as usual.[/i] "Jesus, cowboy...and how would I use the blade configuration, I wonder..." [i]She muttered to herself, twisting her wrist and hand around as if she thought there was some sort of switch or action that activated the blade and grappling hook augmentation.[/i]
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[i]As if the aug had a mind of its own, the bottom of Irina's forearm opened up and a rather thin and long yet thick and heavy, two and a half foot long blade shot out of the bottom. It was Damascus Steel, or steel with high amounts of carbon to allow slight bending upon impact to keep it from shattering. Her left hand had its turn now. Her arm tensed up like the body of a man who was being shocked, though no pain came to her. The Nanocyte tossed a syringe of anaesthetic three feet in front of the hand, and with ease it shot out from the wrist and towards the syringe. The hand and wrist were connected by a type of dark grey fibre wire, which means it could have a variety of uses from hauling Irina to places, to even dispatching enemies via tripping them or acting as a garrotte. And as both her augs de-activated themselves, JT walked into the room. "Impressive ain't they? The left arm needs to be tensed from the elbow to wrist in order to make the hook fire, and the right arm only requires you tense it momentarily. The wire for the hook only extends twenty five feet so be careful." [/i]
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"Holy shit, they're...they're amazing." [i]That was all that Irina could respond to JT with, as even though she had been living on the planet of Tatakai for a couple of months now, technological successes of the future such as high-tech cybernetics and sci-fi leveled weaponry still heavily surprised the Vileblood.[/i] [i]Noting what the cowboy had said, Irina practiced with the arm blade for a bit, tensing up over and over to see it slide out of her cybernetic forearm, and then return to it's sheath in her arm - after about six tries, she stopped, smiling about it.[/i] "I think I'll get the hang of it. Thanks, truly. I think I already paid you, but if I didn't..." [i]She said, beginning to get her clothing back on as she spoke.[/i]
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[i]"Oh trust me, my people siphoned the cash from your account, you're good to go." Take it however you will, JT knew people. Hackers with military-grade hardware can do a lot for a man with customers to attend to and a business to run. [/i]
