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Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on May 2, 2017 15:40:15 GMT
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Nessa took a final drag on her post-coital cigarette and then stubbed it out on the nightstand next to her. She rubbed her eye blearily. Well, that had been... Something at least. Gage wasn't a slacker in bed, she mused to herself as he got dressed. Hmm, so it had finished being built already? When she promised to heal his arm she had... Kind of expected a little more time. She had to learn the damn kido in the first place. As Gage got himself up and dressed, Vanessa scoffed. He expected her to go anywhere without a shower now did he? Yeah right. Oh, it seemed that he'd need to put the insides together before he could do anything. Well that made her feel a bit better at least.
"Yeah... No. I'm going for a shower." she said, blithely. She sighed. Eurgh, he would probably have male bodywash and she'd end up smelling like diesel for the next few days. And... The horror! Did men even condition!? She shuddered. "I don' need food. I'll catch you up." she said, before sauntering off in the buff to wash herself. She found a towel in an obvious place and hung it up when she got in the shower. It was a good job she'd shaved her legs a couple days ago, she mused. She washed and was surprised that he did have conditioner. It was store brand which made her grumble but as she rubbed it onto her hair the smell overcame her.
That was right. This was the brand she had bought when she worked at the Super Yuki north of town. The smell overcame her. She had... Almost certainly lost that job by now. She wondered how her co-workers were doing. She felt a small wrenching in her gut. Did she... Genuinely miss them? She thought of Alex, too, and felt the copper tang of guilt. They had been kind of going a little steady and yet here she was, fucking other guys just because she felt like it. She washed the conditioner out, troubled as much by her own frame of mind as by what she'd done.
"You're pathetic. Why don't you grow a fucking spine and stop denying yourself what you want just because of pathetic people like them." her zanpakuto spirit spat in her head. Nessa rolled her eyes. As succinct and personable as ever, Yousei. She towelled herself off, before wrapping another towel around her head to dry her hair off. She dressed and ventured back through the house towards the workshop where they had been before.
"Yo." she said flatly. "I'll need some time to work on the Healing kido. So don't expect me to fix you right now, or anything." she said, just to let him know. Gage would find no sudden affection or gentleness from Nessa.
"Oh, uh. Well I figured that you needed time, you did say that it was in some old books. I didn't assume that meant you knew what it was off the bat. I'm in no hurry though, I figure the longer that I stay like this the better my handwriting is going to get." Gage laughs a little as he vanishes down stairs back into the garage, opening a steel storm cellar like door in the floor, several inches thick and weighing as much. Descending down into the dark, white florescent lights flicker on illuminating the solid white lab around him. Grabbing a white knee length lab coat Gage puts it on, using a clip to hook the front together so that it does not roll off his shoulder leaving him have covered.
Walking over to a metal assembly box Gage opens the front panel, appearing similar to an oven from the front. Inside, sitting on top of a three point stand is the eye, the front and sides made of a polished layer of glass with the back where it touches the nerves of the damaged eye it is made of a super malleable silicone for a comfortable fit.
Post by VANESSA VÅRJEN on May 2, 2017 22:20:59 GMT
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Good, as long as Gage understood that, and wasn't expecting anything from her right now. She followed him down into his secret lair; this guy really was a mad scientist, huh? As they descended the stairs, Nessa's metal glove clanging against the railing lights flickered on. Jeez that was bright. He pulled a labcoat on, Nessa didn't bother trying to help him too much with it for fear of getting in the way. He walked over to what she assumed was similar to a 3D printer or something and opened it but really it just looked like a kind of oven or something. And there it was. What looked like a perfect replica of her left eye staring back at her creepily. Holy crow, this guy was good!
She stared at it, her mouth a small 'o' of intrigue. Well indeed. Hopefully it would work as good as it looked. Which was good since Nessa had pretty eyes. She strode over to stand next to him and look at it. She gave him the side eyes (>,>) when he cracked that terrible joke about his writing getting better. You couldn't give in to terrible humour too often.
"So you said you haven't put the insides in right? Will that be today, or shall I come back later? I should really go and find my textbooks." she admitted.
"Well the actual assembly is going to take me a decent amount of time, the individual parts having to be put down to size. That on top of your wanting to get a weapon installed is going to make this a bit harder than more of my other micro jobs. Returning on another day will probably be for the best. If you can give me a week I should have it all put together for you, ready for some actual tests," Gage reaches in and takes the eye, setting it down on the table in front of her.
"Before you go though, I think we should test the size, make sure its comfortable. As of right now its going to behave a bit like a lazy eye, not tracking with your good eye but it should fit comfortably without any tight spots. With the eye in though you might get small headaches for a bit as your head has to readjust to the pressure." Gage gestures to the eye as he reaches over and pumps a few squirts of hand sanitizer into his palm, rubbing it all over to keep from contaminating the surface of the eye. Watching with anticipation he wonders how this is going to work, he does not really do a lot of organic work and it might be a little odd to see someone push an eye into their eye socket.
Ahh, as expected. Of course, he needed time. She had asked quite a lot of him, she understood that these things must be somewhat complicated and that was fine. He took the eye out and put it on the table. Nessa was not really a squeamish person by any stretch of the imagination and so once she had washed her own hands with the sanitiser and given the eyeball a once over, she pulled her eyepatch aside, and literally just popped it right in, no troubles at all. It fit snugly. There wasn't much appreciable weight but indeed she couldn't really move it around much.
"Hmm... Yes. That works for me." She reached up, and in an attempt to fuck with him, started rolling the eye around to make it go cross-eyed and then uncrosseyed and various other silly movements. "Yeah that's snug." she said, before putting the eyepatch back over it. No way in hell she'd be walking around with a bog eye. That having been the case, she stood up straight, and looked at him with a smile.
"I'll be back in a week then. I'll heal your arm, and you can finish this off." she said, before climbing back up the stairs, retrieving her zanpakuto, and leaving the workshop, determined to learn some healing kido.
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