008 ♐ Accidental video : Finally get this ball rolling

[musclebeast]

[The feed clicks on but it doesn't seem intentional, at least you'd hope it's not intentional because why the heck is Equius shirtless?]

[WELL, I will tell you why! Because he seems to be working on something, I mean, just look at all that glistening nice sheet metal he has piled up in this room. And there's just a huge pile of broken up robots and other machines on his other side. There seem to be a few bent pieces of metal near him as well, though they appear to be purposely bent so, in more rounded shapes. These shapes match the almost hive like hull Equius is walking towards. It's is a mostly rounded off looking cocoon shape, with a small opening that Equius could fit into if he wished to right now. Next to this strange device, is a long, horizontal tube, attached to a rather thick, intricate looking metal base. The tube and it's base are lifted off the ground enough that Equius can lay on his back and slide under it, which he does, after putting on some goggles and metal face mask, pulling on a rather thick looking leather chest guard, and starting up a soldering gun.]

[Soon after there some sparks seen from under the complex looking base of the tub. It is soon accompanied by some other metallic sounds, drilling, and an occasional curse word; something along the lines of "gosh darnit" or "goodness me". The computer seems to still be on, Equius might have accidentally activated the camera on it when he went to go check some digital blue prints. He doesn't notice, even as he slides back out from under the tube and inspects a small compartment on the side of the base, kneeling, and taking his mask and leather guard off.]

Dangit...

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[musclebeast]

Like what something? You need to be more specific.

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[implying]

Ah, my apologies, I don't mean to be vague! It may well be something better seen than described. Have you the time?

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[musclebeast]

I can, yes.

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[implying]

And which is your room?

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[musclebeast]

I live in unit 206.

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[implying]

I'll be there shortly, my dear.

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[musclebeast]

So be it. [Perhaps he should clean up a little then, since he's going to be working on something else... A shower might help him calm down as well.]

[implying]

[ Well, Equius better shower fast, because Vanadi isn't doing his usual meander on the way over. He's there and knocking in about 10 minutes, masked and covered and lacking the usual toothy smile, for once. ]

[musclebeast]

[He's pretty fast, his hair will still be soaked though, and tied up in a rather tight, messy bun behind his head. It takes him a little bit to get to the door- getting dressed and all- and when he does he's just putting a towel around his neck.]

Greetings.

[implying]

Why, salutations! [ Oh, there's the smile. He leans in, head cocked. ] You're looking especially damp today, my friend. I hope your room hasn't sprouted a leak.

[musclebeast]

[He swallows, furrowing his brows and leaning back before stepping back into the unit and letting Vanadi enter.]

I took a shower.

[implying]

Only a jest. I can tell.

[ He reaches up to pat Equius's cheek fondly, before taking the invitation and stepping in past him. He doesn't seem to have any technology on him, broken or otherwise. ]

And how is your troll-bed going? There's progress, I hope!

[musclebeast]

[He freezes at the touch, swallowing, and letting out a small, shuddering breath.]

I- [His voice cracks, let him just pause and regain himself.]

I am finding it to be confusing and frustrating and my room mate is making the ordeal even more execrable.

[implying]

[ Nope, he totally doesn't miss that at all. He does ignore it, though — for now. He makes it to the couch with just a small limp and stops to lean against the back, arms folded over his chest and attention on Equius. ]

Really! Seems a bit rude. And just what is your roommate doing, then?

[musclebeast]

[He notices the limp and raises a brow, following but staying standing.]

He is threatening me and being completely insufferable, as always.

Now then what business did you have?

[implying]

[ damn the subject change, he'd been hoping he could just put this off forever. :T But apparently not. He glances around quickly. ]

Perhaps we might take this to your room? It's somewhat a private matter.

[musclebeast]

[Efficiency is key.]

Oh- yes. If you don't mind the mess. [A small frown, moving to the hall leading to his room.] Come.

[implying]

No, no, certainly not. Everyone entitled to their own space, and such.

[ That would usually be out cheerfully, but it jut sounds distracted instead. He follows after, feeling just a little nauseous. ]

[musclebeast]

[The room is quite messy, but with no garbage or anything like that. It seems to be riddled with metal scraps and pieces, wires, bolts, screws, just general disarray. But it's organized mess to Equius.]

[He moves to his work bench, a long, wide, metal table with a lot of blue prints spread about and a few broken pencils and small projects. He steps to it, turns around, and crosses his arms.]

Now then, if you will?

[implying]

[ Vanadi hovers awkwardly a few feet back, half enthralled by those scattered metal projects and half unnerved by them. He takes a breath, shifts, and lifts a forearm. When he pushes the sleeve back, there's smooth, stainless steel below. Mostly panel, but here and there is a bolt or a part of grating. He taps the metal with a finger of the opposite hand.

Right then. Ready to sound totally casual and relaxed. He may be upset, but even worse than being upset is seeming upset. ]

There's quite a bit of this to me, you see, and some of it has been damaged. Specifically, my leg.

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[musclebeast]

[Equius watches, showing no surprise at all to his arm or the gesture. He curls a hand around his chin and nods, moving to step towards him, immediately moving to slide a hand around Vanadi's forehead as loosely as possible. His grip is still fairly tight though, despite how careful he is.]

[Equis gently turns the arm a little, taking in the craftmanship, treating this very business like.]

Hm, all right. I am very familiar with cybernetics. Show me you leg. [Said as he pulls back, putting his hands on his own hips and waits.]

wink ;0

[implying]

[ Whew, kind of a relief how casual this all is! And someone familiar with cybernetics? Almost better than he'd expected. He calms just a little bit, but, now comes the part that even Vanadi can admit is a little awkward. ]

It's somewhat too high to simply pull the pantsleg up, I'm afraid. Give me a moment, if you will.

[ So, with a very intentional and somewhat forced no further ado, Vanadi will just get to work on the buckle of his belt. Aw yeah, those pants are comin off. ]

Hnnn~

[musclebeast]

[He becomes a tad nervous at that. Too high? But he must remain professional. This is something he's used to after all.]

[It becomes increasingly hard though, as he watches him undo his belt. Equius's teeth grit and he glances away quietly, curling some hair behind an ear.]

[implying]

[ Noticed, again, but this time it just seems downright rude to ignore. So he pauses and glances up, a small smile in place. ]

There's time enough for such things later— nervousness or something further, whatever you like. For the time being, consider me nothing more than a— [ ugh ] —project.

[ And he wiggles out of his pants, kicking off the shoes as he gets to them as well. There's underwear underneath, because, okay, he's not a complete exhibitionist, but everything else is laid bare. The left leg is entirely metal, intricate and almost beautiful in its design. The right leg is skin, deeply scarred, with about eight inches replaced by metal right at about his knee. It all looks pretty much in good shape, except for that giant dent in the thigh of the metal side. ]

[musclebeast]

Such things-? [He starts, and then his further words calms him a bit. Yes, a project. This will be just like when he fashioned Tavros's cybernetics, and Vriska's, no different at all. Then again, he was nervous those times as well, with Vriska having to be shirtless and Tavros well, gored.]

[Equius moves away as Vanadi strips off his pants and slides a chair up to his work bench, looking away for a moment before finally looking back tp Vanadi.]

If you could sit on the table, I will take a look.