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un: jaycetalis | video
[If anyone hasn’t seen Jayce within the past few months, he looks quite a bit different. His hair is longer, he has a beard, and doesn’t seem quite as full of energy as he might have in the past. He’s also not dressing as uptight as he used to— a lack of vest and tie, exchanged for just a simple button up shirt. The background is once again S.T.A.R. labs, although he’s not trying to hide it this time.]
Hey, Etrayans. For those new to this whole thing, welcome. I’m Jayce Talis. For those who came from Pollux, also welcome. I can say with full confidence Aurora’s better at this than Castor is.
[Aurora probably won’t appreciate that comment, but whatever. He stands by it. But that aside…]
I’m putting out a call for fellow scientists to come together and work collaboratively on research involving what we know about Etraya, and more importantly, what we don’t know. This could also include strategizing developments to improve our lives here, and solving problems with our understanding in our respective fields.
Something that we have here that we lack in our own worlds is the variety of perspectives. In my world, some of our greatest achievements are beyond what’s possible in other worlds, but we don’t have plastics or microwaves. Think of this as an opportunity for all of us to better ourselves, in this… transient existence we’re all stuck in.
Meetings would be here, in S.T.A.R. labs, every Thursday morning. No requirements if you want to participate other than an open mind, and a good attitude. No shooting down suggestions without hearing things out, and if you happen to have some sort of grudge against any of the participants here, you leave it at the door when you come in, or you’re not coming in.
[OOC: Feel free to threadjack around if you'd like!]
Hey, Etrayans. For those new to this whole thing, welcome. I’m Jayce Talis. For those who came from Pollux, also welcome. I can say with full confidence Aurora’s better at this than Castor is.
[Aurora probably won’t appreciate that comment, but whatever. He stands by it. But that aside…]
I’m putting out a call for fellow scientists to come together and work collaboratively on research involving what we know about Etraya, and more importantly, what we don’t know. This could also include strategizing developments to improve our lives here, and solving problems with our understanding in our respective fields.
Something that we have here that we lack in our own worlds is the variety of perspectives. In my world, some of our greatest achievements are beyond what’s possible in other worlds, but we don’t have plastics or microwaves. Think of this as an opportunity for all of us to better ourselves, in this… transient existence we’re all stuck in.
Meetings would be here, in S.T.A.R. labs, every Thursday morning. No requirements if you want to participate other than an open mind, and a good attitude. No shooting down suggestions without hearing things out, and if you happen to have some sort of grudge against any of the participants here, you leave it at the door when you come in, or you’re not coming in.
[OOC: Feel free to threadjack around if you'd like!]
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[ He gestures at the leg brace. ]
Why are you wearing that if she healed you?
[ He makes no attempt to disguise how much he is judging this healer. ]
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[Robert!! He can sense the judgement.]
It didn't heal all the way. Magic is a lot like a language. Her form of magic is different from my world's form of magic, they speak different languages but there's "borrow words" in a sense. She did what she could, without knowing the language itself and on top of that, what's affecting me is kind of like... a dialect. Even I don't know that dialect of the magic I've studied for almost a decade. So before you get all high-and-mighty, you couldn't fix this either.
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[ Wait, he sort of does have magic. He added a whole wing for magic nonsense to the hospital. ]
Actually... tell me more about this dialect. If it's in your blood I have a specific treatment for that. If it's not I have a bunch of machines I haven't used. You're the sort of guy who loves reading instruction manuals, aren't you?
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[He'll admit, that level of self-confidence is admirable.]
It... is.
[Jayce answers carefully, because honestly, he's not entirely sure where it stops and starts. His blood's infected, that much he knows, but the rest has been mostly guesswork.]
I can give you some to look at? What kind of treatment are you talking about? And machines?
[Unlike Viktor, Jayce doesn't really "get sick." He'll get a cold or a flu, and it'll be the worst thing in the world, but anything that could be considered serious conditions or chronic illness are completely alien to him personally.]
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[ He's probably kidding about the last bit, though it's hard to tell with how dry his delivery is. ]
One of the machines gets rid of... magical impurities? It's a headache to explain, but to stick to your language metaphor, the language doesn't actually matter because the machine eats all the words.
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[The way dry humor goes right over his head.]
Wait... really? And you just have this? Aurora gave it to you?
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I paid for it with Aurora points.
[ He could've paid for an arm instead, but no, he paid for a hospital wing and waited to get the arm. It worked out though, his new arm is great. ]
And it's working out for people with the turning to stone disease. It's not a fix, because the thing is chronic, but it reverses the effects to a point.
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That's incredible! You said there's an instruction manual? What does it do with the waste product?
[He's about five seconds away from saying "throw me in there, doctor."]
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It seems to use what it can use as a power source, and the rest is filtered out. There's instructions on how to clean the filters, but it hasn't been used enough for me to have to do it yet.
[ He doesn't understand magic so it makes him cranky. He did read the manual though, and he knows how to use the machine, but he feels like a trained goldfish about the whole thing. Pressing the button gives him what he wants, but he has no idea of how or why he's getting what he wants. ]
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Based on my study of it, what's in my blood is highly transmissible through liquid, and possibly even through air exposure- as long as it doesn't have a host. Once it's out of me, I don't know what it'll try to do.
[He's describing it like it's alive. Because as far as he knows, it is.]
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[ He has seen outbreaks before, if this thing is highly contagious he might need to set a whole new machine in a sterile room just for Jayce. ]
There's more than one machine, I can set one for you specifically. The treatment might not work but I don't think it'll harm you.
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Unless your parasite is intelligent and it can somehow know you're trying to kill it.
[ That's such a ridiculous thing to have to think about and he hates that he thought about it. What if your stupid cold got angry at you for taking tylenol? ]
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Talis, that's unhelpful.
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[Maybe this is a bad idea. What if by trying to get rid of it, it escapes "containment"? What if it somehow spreads to someone less capable of handling it?]
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[ If he doesn't understand this thing he won't know how risky it is to attack it. ]
I need to know what kind of infection it is. There might be a more effective way to attack it.
[ Magical chemotherapy instead of magical dialysis. If he thinks about it in terms he understands he gets less of a headache. ]
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Sentience in the way we understand it is questionable, but we've seen it be "reactionary." Maybe that's like ascribing personality to opposite magnetic fields, but "wild runes" as Viktor and I have been calling them, are under researched, even by us.
I'll summarize what I can. Our Hextech research, and the way we've been utilizing magic, is somewhat comparable to nuclear power. The Hexgate, our biggest work, is a massive tower that uses magic to instantly transport airships across the world. Multiple transports a day, over the course of several years. The structure of the tower had a base- the heart- underground, to help power and cool it. Turns out even with how far down we buried the heart, contaminates still spread to other areas- areas where people lived, most likely by water, but I can't rule out by air either. Their plants would show signs of infection that caused rapid decay. A young student implied the constant use of the Hexgates caused that infection- magic retaliating from overuse.
[It's not the end of the story, but he'll give Robert a second to digest it.]
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[ Not intelligent, but living. That'd make a sort of sense.
It also makes it less dangerous than something like illness by demonic possession, so he's hoping he's right. ]
cw: body grossness
[He's not versed well in either- he's not a doctor, after all. But if that's what Robert thinks it is...]
All of that happened before I was infected. I went to the heart, and there was something... completely alien there. Time folding in on itself. I was sent into the future, where everyone was turned to stone, or a robotic mannequin.
[He meets Robert's eyes when he mentions the petrification. Is it a a coincidence that it's relevant in both these cases?]
I was stupid. Fell down into a ravine, hit every stone on the way down, and my hammer landed on my leg. Had to, um.
[It's a little nauseating to even talk about still.]
Shove the bone back in, after I regained consciousness.
[If Robert looked at his calf under an x-ray, it'd probably be a mess.]
There wasn't any clean water to wash it out with- only contaminated sources. If that wasn't the point of infection, then the equally contaminated animals I was eating would have still got me.
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I need some scans and a blood sample, but it sounds like two separate problems. One's a badly healed fracture, maybe, which I could fix. The second is the whole magic infection, which we can probably treat with one or more of the many machines that came with the hospital wing, but that'll take some reading.
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I love reading.
[Said with a little more self-awareness than enthusiasm.]
But really, I'm up for whatever you think will work, as long as there's some distance between you and me when I go into whatever machine you're going to stick me in. If it reacts badly, a wall should be enough of a barrier to protect you.
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[ He's getting x-rays first to figure out how fucked up that leg is. ]
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There's machines that deal with magic that you don't know as well, but then there's also machines you work with on a regular basis, is that right?
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But I will because I'm such a good person.
[ The X-Ray machine is a friend, and while normally he'd bother with protective gear he's reached a point in his life where he doesn't think a little radiation will hurt him. ]
This one takes pictures of your bones.
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[He does not sit on the table yet, instead looking at the part of the xray machine that takes the picture. He runs his fingers over it, leaning in close to get as good a look as he can from his angle.]
It just sees straight through clothes and skin? How does it know to stop at the bone? Is it detecting bone based on chemical composition, or density of content?
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You'll have to take off the brace and sit still. I'll send you the manual so you can obsess over it.
[ He assumes this is a nice thing to do because clearly Jayce loves obsessing over things. ]
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cw: GROSS
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