Technology Bytes!!

[Ves]

KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

Crey Industries’ Brickstown lab rocked to it’s very foundations as a massive explosion within blew open doors and windows, sending plumes of smoke and debris into the street.

Along with the debris was Veskit, flying through the air like a rag-doll. If not for the car parked a short distance away he would have needed an air hostess to keep him company. The impact heavily dented the car, leaving Ves in a untidy heap moaning quietly. Shakily a hand rose and gripped the hood of the wreck and after several attempts he managed to drag himself to his feet. Cut, bruised and somewhat scorched he shook his head trying to clear his vision, instantly wishing he hadn’t.

“Hell’s teeth that hurt” Was the first coherent sentence from under his still smoking hood, “That never happened before, must be getting out of practice, gonna have to work on that” he chuckled.

Seconds later he was watching the rapidly approaching pavement.

He struggled to his feet again, breathing, clutching a now bleeding nose, and panicking. Something was wrong, the injuries that hadn’t healed yet was the least of his worries, it had been tough in there and he’d been a bit hard pushed. It was more the fact that he couldn’t hear a damn thing and his flickering madly, as if someone was channel surfing with the same show on every one.

Travelling home was an experience, after almost teleporting inside walls a few times Ves gave up and decided to walk. To pass the time he ran a full system scan, and as the statistics ran through his head he started to wish he hadn’t. He arrived home and slumped onto the sofa as the final figures were calculated. The panic that had gripped him since the explosion bypassed dread and headed right for absolute terror as the scans results were displayed internally.


IMMINENT SYSTEM FAILURE

[Ves]

The door slid open silently, the harsh light from the outside world pouring into the smoke filled, flame lit room.

“Come in and kindly close the door, the light is disturbing the staff.”

The hooded figure in the doorway stepped inside, the door shutting behind him with a slight hiss of pneumatic dampers. “What’s so important that I had to rush right over? Those Arachnos patrols won’t drop dead on their own.”

“The first of your name seems to be having some trouble,” a leather clad hand wafted the smoke aside to reveal a bowl filled with liquid, “Observe.” Another hand emerged from the smoke and removed the glove of the first, then drew a long thin dagger across the palm. As blood dripped into the bowl and diffused among the liquid already contained within a picture began to form.

Veskit could be seen dropping to his knees, his metallic aspect rapidly alternating between on and off, though when active it lacked it’s usual energy emissions.

“I think it might be wise to head on over to the city, he might need your assistance, just be sure to stay out of sight, the city is his domain after all, he mustn’t think we’re intruding, and the other locals might not take too kindly to one of your skills in the area”

“Anything else?”

“Hmm… Better take this with you, if events take the twists and turns I expect you know who to give it to.” The gloved hand retreated, only to emerge seconds later with a card.

Once he’d left another figure hovered on the edge of the flickering light, “Is it really that serious? Did you have to send him over there, you know what he’s like?”

A quiet chuckle prevented an immediate reply but one came eventually “The city might calm him a little, he’s been working rather a lot lately, as for the severity of the situation, I think it might be a good idea to prepare somewhere for at least one guest to get some rest.”