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呉島 貴虎 | kureshima takatora ([personal profile] heavenlydecree) wrote2014-10-14 02:03 am

my heart was limping and this is the end of the road //

[Despite existing in some form or another for twenty-four years, Takatora still couldn't be sure if he was thankful or not for his ability to function so much like a human. With every new body, his appearance and functions improved significantly. In the beginning, he could remember, his expressions had always been stoic, his voice monotone and unemotional, his body stiff and unforgiving. But, as Yggdrasill's technology improved over the years, so did his bodies.

Now, it was near impossible to tell him apart from a human other than carefully hidden ports on his body, all with various levels of power over each other to avoid crashing completely in the event of an accident destroying one or more. His skin was warm to the touch, his emotions more strongly developed (in part from monitoring his 'brother' so closely for so many years), and he could even eat and process food, though tasting was a bit shaky. It was one of the things that wasn't quite as important, though it was one of the many pieces currently standing by for his next body, if only because Takatora had expressed curiosity.

Today was one of the few days of the week he didn't have to work. Takatora had already reported in to his 'father' the night before with updates about the company and how everything was going. It never felt strange to be so subservient to the man, especially when Takatora had known his role for a very long time. It was simply another one of his duties.

Straightening the collar of his shirt, Takatora rolled his neck, stretching his body a bit before reaching back to self-consciously fluff his hair back down over one of his ports. It was hidden well enough that even someone touching his head wouldn't be able to tell it was there unless they knew, but he was always keenly aware of its presence.

It had taken only a few minutes to be satisfied with his appearance, at which point Takatora left his room and carefully walked down the hall, knocking on Mitsuzane's door. Even though they had known each other for so long, Takatora was always skittish about their interactions. He was fairly sure Mitsuzane had forgotten any times he'd come close to finding out the truth about his 'brother', but Takatora had always been concerned about the consequences. The last thing he wanted was for Mitsuzane to be frightened of him, or worse, disgusted by him.]


... Mitsuzane?
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-15 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Faintly, he could hear the twist of metal, but he wasn't sure if it was real or not. What was real were his brother's hands on him, lowering him down. Carefully, he lowered his hands to his sides, trying not to howl at the pain of moving at all. Everything seemed far away, and he closed his eyes. Falling asleep... maybe if he just slept things would be better when he woke up. Maybe this would just be a nightmare.]

Wake him up!

[Ryouma's order was sharp and immediate. Shutting down those systems... well. Takatora could be repaired. A fragile human body, not so easily. He knew how Takatora felt about his brother... but it didn't look good.]

A minute and a half. The sirens should be coming in range now, at the edge of your hearing. ... But you may need to prepare for the worst. I can't tell the extent of his injuries, but judging from what I saw... he probably has some deep lacerations. He may have a punctured lung, or maybe both. His legs and arm don't look like they're responding properly and they might be shattered. He -

[Micchy coughed and tried to lift his head, red flecks flying through the air. He was so tired... and he felt so far away. Every movement was painful now that the adrenaline rush was gone.]

... He's definitely punctured his lung at the very least. Tilt him onto his less-injured side carefully with his good arm tucked under his head and his head tilted up so he doesn't vomit and suffocate himself. It's going to cause him pain, but at this point everything will.
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grapeeater: (the temperance.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-15 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Forty-five seconds. Your father has already been informed, but it'll be several hours until he can get back.

[Micchy gasped in pain, but it was more of an automatic reaction than anything else. Everything seemed so far away. He pulled his eyes half-open with some effort, and smiled at Takatora. This was okay. If he could just keep smiling at his brother, everything was okay.]

... They'll do what they can, but it may not be enough. There's nothing else I can do at this point. Takatora... you may want to think about saying goodbye. Just in case.
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-15 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
... We'll discuss options when you get here. Fifteen seconds.

[Micchy tried to reach up, but the only free hand was his injured one and that simply wouldn't respond. Instead he just started to laugh - little chuckles, but his lips quickly were speckled with red. The sound of boots approached them, and the car door was flung open. Several paramedics knelt down, pressing hands to Micchy to assess his condition and lift him onto a stretcher. A man in a dark suit stood nearby and motioned to Takatora to get him into a car and out of sight.]

Everything has already been explained. They'll stabilize him as they can in the ambulance. You need repair before anyone sees.
lookingbusy: (this space needs more computers)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
It's already been forwarded to legal.

[There was a brief silence on his end as Ryouma read through lines of code and diagnostic data. The driver headed towards the hospital, though at a slower speed than the ambulance. He was heading to a different section anyway.]

You'll be met by one of my assistants at the hospital. I'm going to head there soon myself. You need one of your lower leg sections replaced along with some new synthetic skin. The eye can be taken care of with a contact until we can do more detailed repairs, but I imagine you're not going to be kept from his bedside for long. We need to put some bandages on you anyway for appearance's sake. ... The driver didn't make it and there's no way anyone will believe you made it out without a scratch. You're going to have to fake sick for a little while.
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[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
I know. But arms are trickier. We can replace your shoulder easily but the rest of it might be compromised. I'll have to assess what I can on the move. It's not as if your systems have a big red dot saying 'the problem is here'.

[Though that might be worth putting in. ... Later.]

You might not want to thank me just yet. Initial reports from the ambulance radio are... not good, to say the least.

[It was child's play to tap into that network. He'd set up the functionality a long time ago, just in case he needed it. It was jut a matter of tuning to the right frequency.]
lookingbusy: (uh huh. really now?)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'm merely keeping you updated as to what's going on.

[Emotional attachment had never been his forte. He didn't even really like Mitsuzane. But he kept Takatora focused and busy which... were good things. Probably.]

Your repairs shouldn't take long. We'll know his condition by the time we've finished.
lookingbusy: (my question is 'why are you so dumb?')

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Ryouma shoved into the room past the security, hauling a cart with him. His laptop sat on top of it, wires bundled to the side. The door was closed and he motioned to Takatora to lie down.]

Leg first.

[Once he'd positioned Takatora on the table, he brushed his hair aside and plugged him in.]

We'll be able to speak while I'm doing this. Just let the process run in the background. The hip will need to be replaced but it should hold until we can get everything we need. We were starting to move out the old parts so we're somewhat short on a few things.

[He turned off the pain sensors and tugged back the synthetic skin so he could disconnect the leg.]

Do you want the good news or the bad news first?
lookingbusy: (say what?)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He paused and put a hand on Takatora's thigh, more to keep him still than to provide reassurance.]

... Mitsuzane's body has suffered too much damage to keep functioning. He's lost too much blood and he won't be able to breathe for very long, even with assistance. He has shards of his ribs in his lungs and heart. I don't know if he's lucky or not that he's made it this long.
lookingbusy: (that is so. cool.)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
It means he's going to die, Takatora.

[He pulls a part out from his cart and hooks it in, checking to make sure the ports are secure before moving on to his shoulder. He flexes his fingers before peeling back the synthetic skin and tugs at Takatora's arm to unjam it from where it was damaged.]

At least, as he is now he's going to die. There is, however, a way to save him... and fortunately for you both I'm ready to test it. Though how much of him I'll be able to save I don't know yet. It's still incredibly experimental and theoretical. He might not even remember anything.
lookingbusy: (my question is 'why are you so dumb?')

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[He paused, before chuckling.]

Well we don't have a custom body like yours ready for him, but... in theory it should be possible to transplant his brain into a mechanical body. The hardware is set to handle a synthetic sort of brain, so it should run similarly. However, the risk of side effects is... high. I don't know if he'll be able to cope with the psychological shock, and interfacing with the hardware might cause some... conflicts. I don't know if his personality will even transfer. If it does he might still have an adverse reaction to any number of things.

However... it might be worth the risk. The data shows something like this having a roughly sixty three percent chance of initial transfer being successful. Don't ask about the further 'settling' results because there's not enough data.
lookingbusy: (uh huh. really now?)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
To keep any of 'him' alive, yes.

[He pressed the new joint into Takatora's socket and reattached the arm.]

Further repairs on this will have to wait. Let's just patch up your eye and we can get you moving again. I'll turn your pain receptors back on once we're done. It will hurt, though not as much as before, but it's needed for you to be convincing.
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[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
... If you'd like to. Most of the glass will have been extracted from him by now and they'll have him in a room hooked up to as many machines as they can spare. He probably won't be awake.

[He leaned over and gently set about fixing up Takatora's eye, which the narration did not describe because it was kind of gross.]

... The longer I know you the more I forget you're not actually supposed to have feelings. And yet, you do. It's really quite remarkable.
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[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-15 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
It's hard to say. You are, after all, entirely unique. I'm not the sort of person to speak about the soul or what makes a person a person. I can analyze neural patterns and replicate them, but as to which data point is responsible for something like that? ... No idea.

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