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[thebooksaysso]

Characters: Anathema Device & Gabe Weller
Setting/Location: Caravan level IV, balcony
Date & Time: Day 1, about noon
Warnings: none
Summary: In which two people try to prove that yes, it is [insert year here], and the other is a complete and total loony for thinking otherwise.

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[hungupboots]

Weller had, of course, assumed he was going out to meet a crazy person. A crazy person who hopefully wouldn't turn into a Necromorph and rip his head off or he had wasted that girl Sakura's time with healing his wound

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Anathema glanced over her shoulder almost immediately, giving the man a once over before she picked up her bag and turned around.

"Gabe Weller, I'm assuming." Was that a military uniform? She wasn't very well versed in styles outside of the British and American armies, but it certainly looked like one....if that was the case, Anathema could already tell she was probably in for a very long and painful headache.

[hungupboots]

Hopefully the hole in his uniform that showed off his still-healing wound wouldn't startle her too much, but Weller hadn't managed to bandage it up yet or change his clothes.

Her accent was like his own, which surprised him, but he didn't let it phase him. "Correct. Pleasure to meet you." It didn't hurt to get the pleasantries out of the way.

She looked like a civilian but her clothes were strange- almost as strange as Sakura's had been. Where she'd managed to find anything like that... He'd only seen clothes of the kind in extremely old pictures. "So, ready for what proof I have to offer?" Time to get to business.

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Her eyes may have lingered a bit longer on that wound than she meant to. She didn't say anything on it. From the look in her eyes she wanted to, but he didn't seem especially bothered by it right now and for the moment, that was good enough for her.

So she nodded. "I wouldn't be here otherwise. Let's see what you have, then." The quicker they got this over and done with....

[hungupboots]

Weller wasn't all that keen to disclose the wound or how he got it, so if she wasn't going to ask then he wasn't about to tell her. Thankfully he'd taken off the vest over his shirt, which would make showing her the RIG unit much easier.

"Alright then." He turned around, the blue line of color up his spine easy enough to see. It was only half-full right now, proof of his healing injury, but very clearly going through the shirt- a shirt obviously designed to make space for the device. "This is a basic RIG unit. It attaches to the user's nervous system through the spine and monitors our basic vitals."

It felt a little like preschool all over again but that's just how it goes. "It's hard to see but it connects in several places along my spine- there are implants made so that the RIG unit can be changed and adapted as the wearer grows or changes professions." He reached behind to point at one of the connections, difficult to see from a distance, but at the proper angle it was easy to see it was embedded in the skin.

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At first glance the RIG only got a raised brow. From her current position it looked vaguely like some sort of large glow stick had been strapped to Gabe's back, but when he began to point things out Anathema slung her bag over her shoulder and stepped forward for a better look.

And she felt herself staring again. She knew she was gaping. This was becoming a horrible habit in this place, but it....couldn't be helped. The way the unit embedded itself right into his skin....

Her hand was reaching out to it without her notice before she had the sense to catch herself and pull it back. "....impressive." By some miracle her voice even came out fairly even. But this didn't have to mean anything, right. There was always an explanation for everything. "But how can it....it really attaches to your nervous system?"

[hungupboots]

Weller felt a little better about this situation when she at least seemed mildly impressed, even if he still wasn't sure what was so impressive about everyday technology.

"Correct. The anchors are embedded and have connections in the spinal chord." Weller was hardly a scientist so if Anathema wanted more details, well, she'd be out of luck. "The system keeps tabs on things like blood pressure, heart rate, oxygen levels- the basics. It gives feedback based on the status of these."

He frowned as he gestured vaguely at his injury, if only to illustrate a point. "Normally the tube is filled all the way with blue light, but as you can see I've been injured. The light is a basic indicator for the body's condition- it's blue now, but it was yellow this morning. You'd get a more complicated readout on a ship's computer if you were to access my RIG."

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Anathema hummed quietly as she listened, studying the RIG as he explained.

"....at the risk of sounding repetitive....we don't have anything like this where I'm from. At least, not outside of hospitals, and definitely not so....compact." Which left the question on where he had gotten it. Was it some sort of special new military equipment? It was the only explanation she could think of.

It was the only explanation she wanted to think of.