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]

Yes, I just- [His expression stiffens.]

It will be dangerous and I will need more time to inspect it.

[implying]

Ah. [ His expression falls to outright concern before he forces a smile on. ]

Well, perhaps that isn't so important! How often does one encounter poisonous gasses, after all?

[ man, that's what he gets for trying to be all heroic and shit. never again! ]

[musclebeast]

[Dangit, do not question his expertise!]

[Equius frowns a little, shaking his head.]

If you need them replaced, I can do it. I could atleast clean them now if necessary.

[implying]

If you're sure it's safe, and none too difficult...

[ That smile is still lookin kinda hesitant, there. ]

[musclebeast]

I will make such of it. I am extremely competent. [Huff.]

Sit back down.

[implying]

[ Oh, well, if he puts it like that... he takes his seat again, a little cowed, never looking for conflict. ]

My thanks, again— really, you're too kind. [ Just a little nervous babbling, as he pulls his shirt off. The same deal— the left side is metal, and with the exception of the vents over his ribs, the right side is scarred flesh. Something similar to the Y of an autopsy scar mars the center of his chest. ]

[musclebeast]

[Equius seems all business now with his pride at risk, and quickly starts to look over Vanadi's torso.]

Raise you arm. [Taps his right arm, getting it close to look over the vents over his side there.]

[implying]

[ He does, a little awkwardly, and closes his eyes. Man. The weird moments when you realize you miss boring old check-ups with the family physician. ]

[musclebeast]

[Equius is quiet now, getting in close and pushing and pressing his fingers against Vanadi's side. All his touches are... a little harder than necessary, but he's trying to be as soft as possible, especially since Vanadi had told him earlier that he was even more fragile then humans, gosh, imagine the thought.]

[He makes a few thoughtful sounds before pulling out a small can and tube.]

Hold your breath.

[implying]

[ Vanadi hadn't lied when he'd told him about the fragility of kitrites, he'd only omitted the part where it doesn't apply to him anymore. Steel-reinforced bones, yet another perk of the cyborgg life. Still, though, that... might possibly bruise.

He opens his eyes again at the command, frowns to see the... can and tube, but nods. He fills his lungs with air and nods, watching with consternation. ]

[musclebeast]

When you start to feel something cold filter into your lungs, immediately start to breath out and do not breath in until I stop. I will try to not make each session last too long.

[He fiddles with the spray can a bit, the sound of air escaping from it can be heard on and off before he applies the tube to the spout and moves to hold the other end of the tube by the vents of Vanadi's side.]

And, start.

[Vanadi should be able to hear that pressured air sound again, and soon after he may feel a rather cold chill spread into his lungs, feeling it dust over his skin and into the vents.]

[implying]

[ Oh, that is strange. Air in his lungs that he didn't put there? Ugh. He shivers, but obediently breathes out. Kind of a weird taste, congealed poison. So gonna be rinsing his mouth out after this, oh man. ]

[musclebeast]

[After a few seconds he stops, the sound stopping as well.]

Continue breathing out until you have completely emptied your lungs and then breath in again and hold it.

[implying]

[ Another command obeyed— right up until there's a tickle in his lungs, anyway. He ignores it as long as he can, but you just can't stave off coughs forever! So here they come, right at the end of his breath out, and that lifted hand rises to press against Equius's chest. A gesture of 'oh shit hang on gimme a sec' if there ever was one. ]

[musclebeast]

[The hand to his chest stops him and he just sits there, staring and waiting.]

[implying]

[ He tosses a guilty look at Equius, coughs just a few times more, and lets out a slow breath. ]

Sorry! Very sorry. That's... quite odd, is all. [ Another breath in, out. ] Right. Where were we?

[musclebeast]

Sit up, arm up, breath in and hold it.

[implying]

[ He nods, considers another airy apology— and then just follows the instructions. Faster and simpler that way, and they can be done with this vaguely humiliating business all the sooner. ]

[musclebeast]

[As humiliated as Vanadi is, Equius doesn't seem to be making a big deal about it at all. He's treating the situation very professionally and delicately and doesn't say anything at all. He assumes Vanadi is used to such treatment considering this is his body, but hey, what does Equius know?]

[After a few more sessions of air, breath out, breath in, and more air, Equius is finally done and inspects the now clean vent. He glances up.]

Does that feel any different?

[implying]

[ If he stopped to think about it, he'd appreciate Equius's neutral treatment of all this. But as it is, he's edging toward a good solid mope, and isn't quite looking at it in that light. He only nods at the question, ears drooping and eyes on the ground. ]

It feels fine. [ Wow, that wasn't nearly frilly enough. He takes a breath, tries again. ] You've done it, my dear. Thank you.

[musclebeast]

[For some reason the look on Vanadi's face makes his chest churn a little. It's looks a bit more broken than his leg.]

Is there something wrong? Did I approach this in an incorrect manner?

[implying]

[ Oh, shoot, Vanadi hadn't realized his low mood was that apparent. He brightens with an effort of will, casting a bright smile at Equius. ]

No! You've been perfectly charming about all of this. I couldn't ask for better.

[musclebeast]

[...You're lucky he is terribly bad with empathy.]

Okay. For your other side then? And then you can leave until I have successfully gotten what I need to fix your leg.

[implying]

Of course.

[ He shifts, but this time leans back enough that resting his weight back onto his hands frees the face of the vent there. A little more dignified than the arm in the air— even if this is the metal side, and he wouldn't feel the strain anyway. He waits patiently, this time determined to keep all discomforts and unhappiness to himself. ]

[musclebeast]

[It doesn't take as long this time since Vanadai and Equius both know what to do, and soon he's pulling back completely, putting the can and tube back into his sylladex.]

There.