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Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.

Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."

The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.

Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.

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[Of course not, unless he is built to be demolished of course. Equius specifically builds his own robots for said purpose.]

You are a substitute then. I'm familiar with such a purpose. I've created something similar to you for another individual.

What are some of your abilities? Besides being, apparently, 'really good at not dying'.

Oh oh oh! I can, I can, I can jump out windows, I'm really strong, because I died falling out a window and my father didn't want that to happen again. And I heal really fast and I can walk through fires and bullets don't hurt me really bad and, uh, a building fell on me once...

[ Nik pauses to think. He can do lots of stuff! But so far, 'not dying in various ways' is about the only one that comes to mind.

Well... there are other things. But he doesn't like them, they hurt people. Besides, he hasn't done any of those things in a while, so maybe he's forgotten how anyway? He leaves those out. ]

And I can make things move with my mind sometimes? Like, like...

[ Nik kicks off a shoe and concentrates really hard. His shoelaces flop, half-heartedly. He looks down dejectedly. ]

I'm no good at it...

"Over all a very high defense... interesting. And your strength, it's is purely endurance based?"

Pause. He is now just staring at the shoelaces, and not back to Nik. And now he desperately wants to take him apart.

"Artificial psionics... I am very interested. If your creator does ever show here I demand meeting him as soon as possible."

Endurance? Hmm. Yeah I think so!

But I don't think my father will be coming. [ Nik shakes his head. ] He died a long time ago...

Oh! But I don't know what the, the psionics is from, my friend says that's not a robot thing-- [ Nik suddenly ceases all movement to blink up at Equius, his mouth hanging open in sudden realization. ]

Do you know how I have it? [ In his excitement, Nik forgets to finish tying his shoelaces and jumps back up to his feet. ]

I see, so you currently are unowned. Sad, I suppose. But if your true purpose is to merely survive that was bound to happen at some point in time.

[He stops, pausing to glance at Nik's shoe and then looks back.]

Put your shoe back on and tie the laces, and no I do not. But, I could if you gave allowance to me to examine you internal system.

Huh? [ Nik looks at the forgotten shoe, and settles back down to put it on properly, tied laces and all. Good thing Equius noticed, otherwise he would have tripped himself later! ]

Oh! Sure, I don't mind. [ Nik starts to get excited again and grins upwards. ] If you could find out that'd be really great! Do you think you could make it better?

[Equius is used to that kind of thing, Nepeta often would forget such simple tasks. To be honest, reminding someone of something like that felt rather nice, even if it's a reminder of his dear moirail still off on that meteor.]

[Nikolai's allowance seems to perk Equius's ears and yet that seems to be the only sign of it, Equius is rather excited to hear that. And lucky for everyone involved it is a sweatless, less embarrassing excitement.]

It is possible, once I learn the technology that was used to create you. I'm still unsure as of right now, but that is only because I have yet to ever see a construct like you.

Heh. Heheh heh. Heheheehhehe! Thanks, Mister Equius! I bet you'll figure it out!

[ And, unable to contain his excitement, Nik throws himself around Equius' leg again. Personal hygiene is one of those things that Nik doesn't particularly about, along with personal space. ]

You're my frieeend. [ Nik's voice is content and sleepy all of a sudden, and also one hundred percent certain. Like Equius doesn't get a say in the matter. ]

Uhh... [Suddenly scared again, looking down, his hands up as if ready to try and pry the other off his leg. He... did say he was very strong? That would make it seem like Equius wouldn't immediately damage him if he tried to touch him.]

[Just going to, pat, him... kind of, or something. Why is he being hugged, this is very awkward.]

Friend... Right. Though my species doesn't use the word in the same fashion as you currently are. Or at least, I assume so.

[ Nik is pleased that Equius doesn't tell him to let go this time around! He even gets a head pat! Nik loves head pats. Things are certainly looking up for him right now.

He lets go and steps back in order to talk, though. ]

You don't? Like... you don't have friends? [ Nik's mouth is open, head tilted to the side. It looks like if he tries to think any harder, his head might explode. ]

[Equius also seems please that his hand didn't dent or... bruise... or anything to Nik's head. It certainly makes this hugging issue, though still very awkward, less scary.]

No, trolls normally are not supposed to. It's considered a disease by some and is actually the same as 'enemy' in our native tongue.

[ Nik gasps very loudly and the lights of his eyes flash out completely. He is shocked and horrified! ]

But that's all wrong! It's not a disease, it's a good thing! I have lots of friends and it doesn't make me sick at all!

[ Wait. Maybe this is because Nik is a robot and he is not supposed to get sick. But still, none of his non-robot friends get sick because they have friends. ]

Let's not be enemies okay? It won't get you sick I promise!

...Okay, we won't be enemies. I don't see how such a thing would work anyway since I am to be examining and hopefully enhancing your system.

[Thank you shades for making that sudden flash if bright light not so terrible.]

[ Nik calms down. He guesses that it'll just have to be his job to teach Equius about friendship and show him that it doesn't get anyone sick. ]

Okay, good! We'll be really good friends then! The good sort of friend.

[ Nik suddenly pulls out his keys and examines them. ]

Do you know what room you're in? [ Maybe they'll be roommates! That would be neat. ]

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