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[CLOSED] Tiny Intruders from Another World
Who: Six sixthdeadliest and David Alleyne helpdesk_hero
What: Six and David Alleyne meet in person to start running tests on Six's nanites.
When: Not long after their chat on OurPowers. Maybe a day at most.
Where: Six's room at the Diadem
Content Warnings: SCIENCE and Six submitting himself as a human guinea pig.
To say Six was unused to accommodations like the Diadem Hotel would be a massive understatement. He was a man used to motels that didn't bat an eye when you paid in cash for a room for a week, a night, or even a few hours. Honestly, his simple quarters at Providence -- a basic private room with bed, closet, and bathroom -- were plenty for him, reminding him somewhat of his time being raised by One while still maintaining that impersonal "hotel" feel.
The Diadem's lavish accommodations made him twitchy, and he did his best to spend as little as possible from the money the Guilds allegedly freely gave displaced people like himself. (He needed to find a steady source of income that was independent of them...assuming he didn't just join up out of necessity for someone to monitor his nanites. It wouldn't be the first time he'd traded his autonomy because of the microscopic devils.) He certainly didn't eat from the menus provided. Room service was expensive for one thing. For another, he was pretty sure that the rich food would only succeed in making him sick.
He stuck the extra sandwich and bottle of water he'd picked up at a deli down the street into the minifridge, ignoring the small sample bottles of liquor provided.
Then he sat down in a chair at the small table and waited for his "guest".
sixthdeadliest and David Alleyne helpdesk_heroWhat: Six and David Alleyne meet in person to start running tests on Six's nanites.
When: Not long after their chat on OurPowers. Maybe a day at most.
Where: Six's room at the Diadem
Content Warnings: SCIENCE and Six submitting himself as a human guinea pig.
To say Six was unused to accommodations like the Diadem Hotel would be a massive understatement. He was a man used to motels that didn't bat an eye when you paid in cash for a room for a week, a night, or even a few hours. Honestly, his simple quarters at Providence -- a basic private room with bed, closet, and bathroom -- were plenty for him, reminding him somewhat of his time being raised by One while still maintaining that impersonal "hotel" feel.
The Diadem's lavish accommodations made him twitchy, and he did his best to spend as little as possible from the money the Guilds allegedly freely gave displaced people like himself. (He needed to find a steady source of income that was independent of them...assuming he didn't just join up out of necessity for someone to monitor his nanites. It wouldn't be the first time he'd traded his autonomy because of the microscopic devils.) He certainly didn't eat from the menus provided. Room service was expensive for one thing. For another, he was pretty sure that the rich food would only succeed in making him sick.
He stuck the extra sandwich and bottle of water he'd picked up at a deli down the street into the minifridge, ignoring the small sample bottles of liquor provided.
Then he sat down in a chair at the small table and waited for his "guest".
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He sighs.
"I wish I could tell you more. Maybe... God don't tell anyone I'm saying this. Try the Society. One of their major figures is good with technology. That could help."
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Rex might have temporarily left Providence, but he'd kept doing his job saving people, after all.
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Corporate heroes, that was what the Alliance seemed to want from them these days.
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But he did have a lot of experience of telling reporters "no comment" thanks to Providence.
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And he often argued 'I have more of a secret identity in a dangerous city' to back himself with.
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He rises and stretches.
"If someone manages to isolate the nanites for you, and you don't go to the society for help, let me know. I will try and see what I can do about them. I'm not the strongest technopath around, but I've got something."
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He stood as well.
"Thank you for your help."
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"If you're not from ths world, you've got a power. You just haven't found it yet. It seems a curse upon all of us. And don't thank me. I didn't achieve anything."
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He shook his head. "I think I'd know if I'd obtained any sort of powers. I'm too well-trained to not notice a shift in skillset."
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"I'd be interested to know if you seem to manifest any later. Perhaps the Confluences are growing weaker, because when I arrived no one who lacked powers before failed to gain something. Which would make you something interesting if you're unique. And perhaps an answer to how to free those of us who didn't sign up for extra stuff to return to the way we were."
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"I do not hate the powers I am not in possession of, but there is a way in which this world has twisted what I was before, and it's like being half-deaf. I may have adjusted, but I wish I could be whole."
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But he doesn't know. And perhaps there is a way that Six could guide him to fixing himself.
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"You can reach me online if you need me. As for now, I've got to head home. I have a dinner to get to."
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thank you for the thread!
Thank you!