John Steinbeck (
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(closed) not your regular medical check-up
Who: John Steinbeck & Royce Bracket
Where: a stone's throw away from the Scarback monastery
When: around the beginning of Chapter 5 shenanigans
Summary: A Scarback with plant abilities goes to see the wizard behind the nanomachine curtain to help check them out.
Restrictions/Warnings: Steinbeck and his plant abilities are body horror central, but other than that, nothing else!
[A lab, huh?]
[It seemed like quite the quaint little place. Steinbeck had never seen it this close before - mostly he had passes by it, its form becoming just a regular part of the background. Plus, that perimeter would've kept him out in case he wanted to take a closer look. But now, not only was he face to face with the building, but he had some context for it - a man by the name of Royce Bracket lived here. A strange man. A man who worked with machines.]
[Nanomachines, to be exact.]
[He checks his pockets just to make sure he's brought his grape seeds. Hopefully, things will be alright - he just wants confirmation that his recent upgrades have gone well. He doesn't want them malfunctioning out of the blue. Steinbeck looks for the doorbell, finally just reaching forward to rap on the front door with his knuckles. He hopes the man inside can hear.]
Hey! It's me! Steinbeck. I'm here about the plants.
Where: a stone's throw away from the Scarback monastery
When: around the beginning of Chapter 5 shenanigans
Summary: A Scarback with plant abilities goes to see the wizard behind the nanomachine curtain to help check them out.
Restrictions/Warnings: Steinbeck and his plant abilities are body horror central, but other than that, nothing else!
[A lab, huh?]
[It seemed like quite the quaint little place. Steinbeck had never seen it this close before - mostly he had passes by it, its form becoming just a regular part of the background. Plus, that perimeter would've kept him out in case he wanted to take a closer look. But now, not only was he face to face with the building, but he had some context for it - a man by the name of Royce Bracket lived here. A strange man. A man who worked with machines.]
[Nanomachines, to be exact.]
[He checks his pockets just to make sure he's brought his grape seeds. Hopefully, things will be alright - he just wants confirmation that his recent upgrades have gone well. He doesn't want them malfunctioning out of the blue. Steinbeck looks for the doorbell, finally just reaching forward to rap on the front door with his knuckles. He hopes the man inside can hear.]
Hey! It's me! Steinbeck. I'm here about the plants.
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[He sort of feels like that now. Like he's walking into a wizard's house. What things await hi? He follows the voice, occasionally pausing to glance back at the lobby he just left, before he finally enters the room.]
[The wizard's room.]
[It certainly looks like one, what with all the things scattered around, objects that Steinbeck can't even guess as to their purpose. But he's here for a man. The wizard.]
It seems kind of big for a single person. [The spaces are a bit too wide for his comfort. He approaches to the side of Royce, peering down at what he's working on.] But I guess you like it that way, don't you? You seem like the type of person who doesn't really like talking to people.
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Oh, now, I wouldn't go quite that far... But it's true that my work demands constant focus. Constant focus. Quite a bit of it, if I'm being completely honest, in fact. And distractions are...
[ The openness of it, the mild humor... for a brief overlapping moment they don't really match the intensity of his gaze at all. ]
Nnnnot. Affordable.
Under most circumstances.
[ After a moment he straightens and swivels to face Steinbeck fully. Definitely healthier than he remembers. ]
But—more—to the point, you, you're looking. Quite, quite a bit better than the last time we met. Quiiite a bit better.
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[An intense gaze like that might turn most people away, but for Steinbeck, he somehow feels relaxed. The guy looks like he barely blinks. It's almost funny, in a way.]
I would hope I'm looking better. [He doesn't want to recall Hallucinating Fun Time Central with Plants, thank you very much. He gives a shrug, looking up at the man who practically towers over him.]
I got some upgrades to my body modifications, which might have helped. But I just want to make sure...like, just because it's better now doesn't mean it won't be worse if something bad happens.
[He smirks, pulling out the small cloth bag full of seeds from his robes.] I'm sure you want to see what those upgrades are, don't you?