♤ Net Work - [Video]

[deal_me_in]

Hey my dudes!

[Here's everyone's favorite Exo- okay, so for most here he's likely the only Exo anyone's ever met- strolling about within one of the many abandoned structures of the city. This one's got some strange gears and machinery of some sort along the back. There are a few cracks in the walls that have given way completely, offering a glimpse of the rest of the city beyond. He must be somewhere fairly high up, given the view.]

So. Important questions. ...well all right, maybe not important but anyway-

One, do we have like...a bar or a tavern, or whatever people like to call 'em nowadays- a pub? We back to that? Yeah- local hangout- we got one of those? Now I realize we don't seem to be a whole lotta people here, but having a watering hole to just enjoy a drink and sit or something in between our trying to solve world problems doesn't sound like a bad thing to have.

Two...

[He's wandered over to some makeshift shelving unit where he's got a few bottles of whatever drinks had been served at that last Agrii-sponsored party. It seemed a shame to let them go to waste, after all! He picks one of the bottles up, watching the red liquid as he turns it from side to side.]

Drinks. Obviously they're available. In connection to question one, a bar's gotta have drinks. So did the Agrii just make these pop out of nowhere or is there a better way to go about making this stuff?

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[deal_me_in]

Well not exactly, but I'm sure he'd love to. He's got this...ah, what'd he call it, transhumanist...bio-something- Anyway, he's into improvement of humanity by use of technology and I'm a walking pile of tantalizing zeroes and ones and scientific unknown that he'd love to unravel.

[Jon's question gets an amused laugh.]

Oh yeah, she's fine. She knows how to take care of herself and wasn't about to let someone green ride her. Of course she almost flattened him because he went ahead and tried cutting out the steps in between to jump on her back.

[beholding_archivist]

[ Aaaaand another bout of silence. Tony... Dammit. Like Jon needs to worry about that guy now! And what is this madness about improvement of humanity? But... okay. One burning trash pile at a time. ]

Is... Is he alright, though? I mean- He didn't get hurt during this?

[ No one was brought to the hospital as far as he knows, but he could have just missed it as well. It's not like there is much record keeping being done at the moment. ]

[deal_me_in]

Hm? Oh yeah- well, aside from his pride maybe. I grabbed him before he could get steamrolled by a glownie. Funny thing, her first instinct was to roll instead of buck.

[beholding_archivist]

...Good Lord...

[ Does he sound relieved to hear that? Well, he is. ]

It's like he's actively trying to get himself killed. Doesn't he know that wild animals can be dangerous?

[deal_me_in]

Eh, maybe he thought that since she was already in a pen she was already docile enough around people. Think he fancies taming glownies for transport and load-pulling, on the account of a distinct lack in vehicles.

[beholding_archivist]

Locking an animal up and domesticating it are two entirely different things. I admit, the idea isn't entirely foolish, but-!

...no wonder he thinks that improving humans via technology is a good idea. No offense to you, Cayde. You may have uploaded your mind into a machine, but you didn't slowly turn your body into one piece by piece.

[deal_me_in]

[Cayde shrugs.]

None taken. Didn't have much choice either, really, but that was several lifetimes ago. Kinda late to have regrets.

[beholding_archivist]

I am not asking you to have regrets, Cayde. You will have your reasons for that decision - Also the technology obviously exists already on your world. What I'm dreading more are the experimental states in between.

[ That's too much of the Stranger for his liking. ]

[deal_me_in]

It exists, but the how's have been lost. Whatever Exos we've got running around now are it.

But no, you have a good point.

[beholding_archivist]

You know, Cayde, I'm equally intrigued and terrified about ever learning the full history of your world.

[deal_me_in]

Honestly, I'd be concerned if you weren't at least a little terrified.

[beholding_archivist]

Very reassuring. I will refrain from any too imploring questions, however.

[deal_me_in]

Thoughtful of you! Those are probably things best discussed over drinks anyway.

[beholding_archivist]

Well, I... Guess I wouldn't mind?

Once we manage to make something les dreadful than the drinks they offered at the party.

[ He has more favorable memories of being intoxicated on other substances. ]

[deal_me_in]

Now we're talking. If we manage to brew something suitable I'll name it after you.

[beholding_archivist]

...the last time someone thought that was a good idea I got into quite a bit of trouble with most of my professors.

[ He may not seem like it these days, but growing up Jon wasn't the most easy person to be around. ]

[deal_me_in]

You, a troublemaker? Never. Now that sounds like a story I wouldn't mind hearing.

[beholding_archivist]

A lot of it came down to boredom, really. As a kid I would wander off and the police had to deliver me back to my grandmother. School added classmates to that boredom and later, university, access to a lot of things usually kept out of children's reach.

[ There's a verbal shrug here. ]

My grades were good and no one ever got seriously hurt. I guess I was more frustrating to deal with than destructive, so they couldn't kick me out?

[deal_me_in]

Heh heh, a lot of things can be attributed to boredom. Ooh, I never would've taken you as that kinda kid. You're a regular little rebel!

[beholding_archivist]

Just... Very easily bored. I don't envy my grandmother for having to raise me. She did what she could. But as you can probably imagine she wasn't the sort of person to consider a computer or video games a valid distraction - Nor an easily affordable one. So there you go.

[deal_me_in]

Understandable! I'd probably be all over the place. Scratch that, no 'probably' about it.

So where's the naming something after you bit come into all that?

[beholding_archivist]

University. Having grown up reading away a lot of my time after my grandmother got tired of me causing trouble, there just... Classes bored me. Studying felt like a waste of time and as any other student I had little money on my hand. So I had time, was bored, had hardly any money... But I had far too much theoretical knowledge about making alcohol and access to a school lab.

The stuff was terrible, but very potent and as a student that serves you just right. My idiot of a roommate had the brilliant idea to try and sell it at the university. That's when the trouble started.

[deal_me_in]

[Cayde laughs.]

You know that makes me feel so confident about you're offering me some distilling notes now.

[beholding_archivist]

It's been a decade, Cayde. Please don't think I haven't learned from those days.

[deal_me_in]

I'm just funnin' with you. Really Jon, you gotta loosen up. What'd I tell you about those gray hairs?