ii. [video]
[the video opens on equius setting the communicator down on the edge of a table. the view spans across a space of floor covered in newspaper with pieces of metal scattered across it - his projects, attempts at building robots (failed), and occasional spills of oil. he crouches by the metal, scowling, pushing his sunglasses further up on his nose.]
The level of technology in this city is simply unacceptable. How is it that this world can create a device as small and elegant as our communicators, complete with full computer functions, but not be able to provide for crafting something as simple as basic robotics? Even in the Veil I apparently had access to better quality materials than I do here.
[he reaches down and picks up what looks like a half-welded pipe, metal plates folded partway around haphazard joints and wires, and a screwdriver. after a few seconds of dedicated tinkering, there's a crack audible even to the communicator, and equius flings down the arm hard enough to make it bounce.]
Darn it.
[he leans over and taps the 'off' button for the video with the end of the screwdriver before going back and trying to fix whatever it is he just broke.]
The level of technology in this city is simply unacceptable. How is it that this world can create a device as small and elegant as our communicators, complete with full computer functions, but not be able to provide for crafting something as simple as basic robotics? Even in the Veil I apparently had access to better quality materials than I do here.
[he reaches down and picks up what looks like a half-welded pipe, metal plates folded partway around haphazard joints and wires, and a screwdriver. after a few seconds of dedicated tinkering, there's a crack audible even to the communicator, and equius flings down the arm hard enough to make it bounce.]
Darn it.
[he leans over and taps the 'off' button for the video with the end of the screwdriver before going back and trying to fix whatever it is he just broke.]