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Mass Logs [Closed to the following in the cuts]

Date & Time:Jan 7. Jan 9, Jan 10, Jan 11
Location: (in order) The City Black Market District, Hold Training area, Lee's Workshop, Lee's Workshop
Characters: Collette, Margulis, Ghost, Billy Cranston, Taicea and Lee
Summary: All this week Lee has been booked pretty solid with people he's either just met, or people that are curious about his work. One of them is a date. Threads will be separated for organization.
Warnings: It's a semi-open log, but if any of the threads start to go in a direction that needs some privacy, they may be moved to a musebox for comfort.

Jan 7 Monday (Market Place)
Lee had agreed to meet Collette at the appointed time even though he didn't know her name. His geosynchronous watch was never wrong. 4:05 exactly on the dot, he waited patiently for her to arrive. She had his picture, and he had nothing to go on other than he knew that she was a Transport and nothing more. Blind dates were exciting but at the same time the possibility of being stood up were much higher. Even if nothing came of it, it didn't matter. He would still buy the chocolate.

Jan 9 Wednesday (Hold Training Center)
Lee was in a funk from his break-up with Leliana and his date with Collette left him with mixed feelings if it would work at all. His flirtatious banter with Blaine and a few others left him wondering if he was ever going to find happiness on a personal level in this place. The scientist-spy started in on his stretches that were a lot more advanced that resembled more a gymnast than a martial artist. It was something he's done many times throughout his life. Tumbles, flips and passes on the mat helped him keep his focus. He stood at the corner of the training mat and took in a deep breath before he made another pass. Little did he know that Margulis had been watching him. The two still awaited for their orders on their mission and both men were feeling antsy.

Jan 10 Thursday (Lee's Workshop)
With the discovery of Ghost's helmet being smashed and his cannon almost complete for a formal test, which still needed a lot of work, he couldn't let his friend be without the one thing that she needed most in this place. Lee had his own purpose but the way he chose to remain hidden was just the opposite. He knew how to obfuscate. If he didn't want something discovered, he wouldn't mention it nor tell anyone about it. The cannon was now out. He made a promise and he was going to keep it.

Jan 11 Friday (Lee's Workshop)
Taicea wanted to see the cannon, Billy was going to help him refine it. The vortex cannon was being tooled and scrutinized by now two very keen minds with the third being curious with her eagerness to learn everything she can. It was a good day for Lee. Not to mention, the serum he made for Billy was going into the right hands in case he has a relapse. That was a secret he never wanted revealed. Plans were laid out along with notes, mathematical formulas, and several pages of miss trials that he kept tight watch over. Lee knew that it would take more than just himself to make it work into perfection. With the fabricated tool in his hand, he tightened up the bolts that held the gas lines in place while he waited for his guests to arrive.

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"Huh?" She furrowed her brow at him before turning to find a reflective surface. "Oh..." She sighed and closed her eyes, concentrating on her own energies. After a moment the static seemed to just dissipate off her and her hair went back to normal. She carefully combed her fingers through it just to get it settled.

Once done she turned back to him and narrowed her eyes, "What happened t' your eye?" Luckily all her bumps and bruises had long since healed.

"Pardon?" He looked up and lightly touched the fading bruise. "Oh, this, yes. I was talking to this girl over the network while I was working on a robotic arm when I pressed the wrong relay and I was knocked down instead. It's nothing new. I had an android knock me out once back home for touching her when I was checking out her hardware." He said as if it wasn't that big of an issue and part of his everyday life.

"She was quite a piece of work." He smiled and returned to his computer. Tapping the keys with fast fingers, he was beginning to construct a new circuit board though his layout program. "Her frame was amazingly built and so life-like that it was hard to believe that she was a machine at all...until her self-preservation programming kicked in and the rest, well, I woke up in the infirmary." Now it was just a lot of mouse clicking and drag and drops as he builds the virtual model.

"Oh." Ghost made her way back over and settled back in midair as if she were sitting in a chair. "That's um...that's... Honestly I can't e'en think of what t'say about the android situation." It sounded pretty weird to her. Sure androids weren't uncommon back home but who went around touching them like that aside from creeps?

"Did you at least learn your lesson?"

"I was genuinely curious about her framework. I assure you, I wasn't being perverted nor was I thinking anything along those lines when she struck me, but yes, I did." He softly chuckled with a few more clicks of his mouse.

A few second later, he pulled a jeweler's lens from the top draw of the desk to inspect the charred circuit board. "The synthesized skin she possessed was far more advanced than I would have thought possible. The doctor who created her had a good eye."

Ghost gave a hum but didn't comment on Lee being a pervert. "A good eye or he was a pervert."

She fell into silence after that, watching him work. The whole reason she was there to begin with had to do with their unfinished conversation on the network. But she couldn't quite bring it up for some reason.

"I wouldn't doubt the latter assessment." He said as he typed in a few numbers that he obtained from his measuring. "He claimed that it was in the likeness of his only daughter but she's much too cute to be from him. I think he over-exaggerated some things. Pink is not a natural hair color."

She gave a somewhat amused snort. "Maybe no' where you're from." That wasn't entirely true. Pink was a natural hair color for some mutants but even then it wasn't common.

And then silence again.

Lee's silver eyes looked up from the lens at Ghost, his head hadn't moved. "Oh? Why do you do that? You start to talk and then you stop. Are you so afraid that I'll judge you?"

"There was nothin' else to say on the subject." She glanced over at him before turning her attention to her gloved hand. "An' I'm pretty sure there ain' nothin' I can say to make you judge me. No' unless I said I eat babies or somethin'."

His eyes looked back through the lens with a chuckle in his throat. "I should be used to you by now."

Now, came the time to take the electronic elements out and pry apart the liner. If he could recycle at least some of the materials, the better. Using a small flat tool, he began twisting his wrist to take it apart without cracking the already damaged helmet.

"If you ever ate babies, I would have to ask if they had a shell."

"But y'ain'?" She leaned forward a bit as she watched him. However her attention on what he was doing was shifted to him with the last bit. "A shell?" She raised a brow and tilted her head.

"Eggs." Lee responded with the tip of his tongue slightly jutting out as he worked the liner free. "It's in there pretty good but I need this completely uncontaminated so I can glue the parts together for the mold without other things in it or it would mean some very unnecessary work."

The polystyrene liner finally came free from the outer shell that broke off in two parts. The visor was removed next.

"...Eggs? Ooookay." She had meant human babies but what ever.

Ghost continued to watch him as he worked, she had always been fascinated with watching the way others moved when they were busy. When they were least conscious of their movements.

It seemed effortless, but the way the helmet was designed wasn't as easy as he made it look. Hands worked the screwdriver to remove the visor carefully. He needed every little piece to make the replacement parts.

It didn't take long to get that removed either. "Damn. I forgot to ask you if this had a HUD or Head's-Up_display."

Her response was somewhat delayed as she was lost in her own thoughts. "Oh um...no. Techno wanted to but she hadn' got 'round to upgradin' my helmet. She was still workin' on the details. There's jus' the button that toggles night vision."

Lee nodded his head. "Okay, good. This means that I can add it then. The program and hardware shouldn't be that hard to outfit with it."

Now came the removal of the wires and switches from their points. Everything seemed like it would come apart but since the circuit board was fried, he needed to remove the solder points to free the wires. He used a wax pencil to mark the removal points for reference. Now, came the testing of the components themselves to make sure that at least they worked.

"Oh...neat." She wasn't sure how she liked the idea of her helmet getting an upgrade. She thought it worked just fine like it was but maybe it would be better. "Will y'be able to connect it to the network we use?"

Majority of the component were still in working in order. Only a few were damaged.

"This would mean putting in the sensors and that shouldn't be a problem. I'll get it to work with the network. That wouldn't be a problem."

After his inspection, he placed the good parts inside a metal box for safe keeping and used a piece of tape to keep all the small screws and bolts in place and folded it up.

"The trick is not losing those little things. I don't have enough spares." He labeled the tape and started in on her mouth piece. "The trouble is that I don't think it was insulated enough to protect against your Nether. That is going to be interesting." And a challenge that he really looked forward to.

"It was insulated jus' fine until it was cracked." It had taken Techno some time to figure out what to use and how to insulate the helmet properly without making it a bulky mess.

Ghost chewed her bottom lip for a few moments before speaking again, "So...why do you care so much 'bout me dyin' or goin' home?"

Lee gave a moment to think about his response. She was the first one that became his friend in this place and she even put up with his terrible advances and flirtations responses without giving in. She became a good pursuit for him and person he really cared about. Even though they could never be together intimately due to her Nether's properties, he really cared for her like he would a family member.

"You're my friend." He said as he looked up from his work. "If I had just thought of you as another piece of tail around here, I wouldn't have given a second thought, but you were the first friend I ever had in this place other than my roommate. I like you. Maybe I was a little selfish when I said that I didn't want to see you go home, but dying, that's not something I want to see happen to you. You should be able to choose and it was wrong of me to try to dictate your life."

The Nether wasn't what disallowed intimacy, it was Ghost's own insecurities and worries. She was afraid of what she could do and that's what stopped her from getting too close to anyone.

His response was met with silence for several moments. Her gaze went from him then to the floor. "...Oh." She could feel her face burning so she reached up to pull her hair forward to hide it.

He noticed the action and tilted his head slightly. "Why do you hide your face?" His voice was soft. "You have such a pretty face."

That didn't help any. The compliment only made her want to hide more and was enough to make her drop a few inches in the air. "I'm more comfortable hidin'." Her voice is low and the words practically nothing more than a hard to understand mumble.

"You don't have to hide from me, but I guess I really wouldn't know what it's like to hide and be used to it." Lee was never shy. Ever since he was little, he hid when he had to and stole what he needed to survive before his adoption. He was a survivor that changed from a lone wolf pup into the stong alpha wolf he became. Adversity, rivalries and confidence forged him while education, public appearances and society honed him into the fine blade.

"But if your comfortable, who am I to argue?" He returned to his work to tape together the broken pieces for the wax mold insert.

"Mus' be nice," she said softly before tucking her hair behind her ears again. "But um...m'glad you think of me as your frien'. But y'know...you haven' really told me much 'bout y'self."

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