DSK-0vRI of Talaz Laagar

London bridge is tumbling down...

So far in the area of Oak her search for additional units had been a bust. No one had seen anything remotely like Discovery’s body in any shape or form. Neither the unit 01 design or the 02 sparked any recognition from the townsfolk she was able to coax it out of. Many people here were distrustful, many more were wary and many many more would just glare at her. The oak people were rough but understandably so. She’d be padding through the streets up until she got to the edge of the city.

She had combed through a good chunk of the country in the earlier hours but now it was somewhat later so it would do her some good to look outside of the town now that people were waking. Her eyes scanning and registering different lifeforms outside eventually locked onto someone… Were they dancing?

The behemoth of a machia tilted her head in a very quizzical manner, they seemed to be enjoying themselves in some way or another. She had to consider the following that the person was just having some private time to themselves. Though there were plenty of other ways to exclude themselves from the prying eyes of many; maybe she just wanted to be seen for safety reasons?

However seeing that pause and stumble her ears would perk up a bit and she’d pad over to where the individual was. Their apparel was nothing like hers; but then again most people had very interesting outfits or the like. Seeing the person tumble she’d hurry along; her little jacket fluttering as she went. She wans’t the fastest but she was fast enough to make it to where she could for the most part just make her clothes fluff about. The shorts she had that came down to her knees were more like pants and the lack of a hat screamed that she wasn’t fully prepared.

The machia’s rumbling steps were easy to hear and the blue of the sky was interrupted by her head easing into the vision of the other. Concern marred her faceplate; which was a mix of varying emotions for humans. Brows raised, eyes sightly wide, lips slightly turned.

”Hello; I saw you took a little bit of a tumble. Are you hurt?”

Concern laced her voice; if the person was hurt at least she knew that she could carry them with ease. They didn't look that heavy anyways; if they weren't they'd probably appreciate the fact she came over to check on them. She knew of at least three doctors that wouldn't try to harvest your organs, two of which would charge an arm and a leg and the last you'd just have to listen berate you for being an idiot. People she had brought well... other people to in the last few days.

 

Hopefully nothings broken...

DSK-0vRI of Talaz Laagar

Doctor Doctor give me the news...

Discovery wasn’t sure if the person in front of her was okay, laying down on the ground usually stipulated they needed some kind of assistance right? The machia adjusted slightly; her projected eyes blinking slightly. There was a bit of giggling which made her think that maybe the person was delirious perhaps; either that or they were just enjoying themselves.

Certainly seemed more playful than what she was used to, more excited. Almost like a child? A brief scan over the woman though and she’d have to place them in their early twenties perhaps? The friendly nature of this woman however wasn’t lost on Discovery and she’d return a pleasant smile.

”Hello! That is good to hear- oh? Were you waiting for someone to come along?”

Some people just liked to interact with those around them; Discovery seemed to take what Desdemona had at face value; something that she constantly did with people regardless of their intent. Though it led to laughable moments when people tried to mug her; that always ended with her taking them to the local guards or rune knight outposts. Or in the case with Lumikki… put them to work.

Seeing the individual try to stand up, the pain that she could see and the adjustment of posture indicated very rapidly that the woman was damaged. She didn’t have the time to reach out to catch her as they sank back to the ground. It was clear that one of their legs, particularly the ankles may have been in question. The whole of the leg was always affected by that particular focal point of the body.

”It does seem that way, If I had to guess it is possible that one of your lower extremities suffered damage.”

Her brows furrowed together in concern and Discovery would kneel down, one knee in the dirt while the other helped her adjust her stature. Both limbs came down to hoist Desdemona out of the dirt. She didn’t seem to get the way that she was speaking; thinking it to be with the delirium of pain. Something she understood at her core as a rescue driven Machia.

”Absolutely! It is my primary function to engage in Rescue endevours. I will seek out medical aid for you as well.”

The social aspect of things were always rough for her; she didn’t get the swelling, the pouting, the puffed cheeks and the eyes that seemed to beg for her to move her. She’d bob her head lightly at the query regarding her name however; the emotions that the other had been displayed had her slightly on pause. Earning a slight loading symbol on her face for all of but a moment.
”I am DSK-0vRI, or people have been calling me Discovery or Disco in one case. It is a pleasure to meet you Desdomona. Though it is unfortunate that you are injured.”

Discovery stood up, practically lifting the young woman with ease. Her synthflesh on her arms were sturdy and she was more squishy on her primary body segment than you’d expect. Something to mimic proper organic flesh, it had gotten everything right down to the letter but she looked… So off.

"The closest Doctor is the most likely one not to harvest your organs while treating you, at only a ninety five percent chance against it rather than a thirty percent chance compared to the other two. They are also cheaper than the other two as well."

Discovery had helped the doctor in exchange for information about a week ago; a rather charming fellow that was just trying to do the best for people... Discovery felt he was the only one in town that would be honest with his patients too.
 

I got a bad case of lifting you!

DSK-0vRI of Talaz Laagar

Lets start with the easy part...

Compared to most this particular organic was very excitable; something that wasn’t a surprise to her but it almost reminded her of the children that she frequently ran into that were of course very enraptured by the behemoth of a machia. As the woman spoke discovery could gauge their age and their personality just by speaking with them. Playful if she had to give it anything mixed with a little bit of curiosity. Something that was without a doubt very familiar to her. Charming was another word.

”Ah that is a frequent injury from falling down hills, you must have landed wrong then.”

Discovery looked over Mona for a few long moments; ears flicking; tail sweeping behind her. She could see just where she needed to lift the other without damaging the woman further. It was an easy carry given that they likely didn’t weigh anything close to her maximum carry capacity. That’d take an actual monster or a fully transformed werewolf before she struggled even the slightest.

”Thank you Mona. I appreciate the comparison. And yes, my protocols dictate a friendly reaction when presented with friendly interactions.”

Discovery made sure the way that she would be holding mona wouldn’t damage her in the slightest. The machia trudging along with an ease that made the other seem like she was weightless. The ease, the simplicity; there was no stress for the Machia.

”I can adjust my stature so that you are lower to the ground if you would like though it might affect our walking speed Mona. It is effective to carry you like this however.”

Discovery noted that the woman’s voice adjusted, sweeter and their eyes seemed to shift a bit. Something that was common in some perhaps? She’d have to ask either lumikki or nameless when they had the time.

”Then the one we’re looking for would be closer to the center of town, but shouldn’t be too long before we get there.”

Feeling the others touch on her frame discovery tilted her head to one side; she didn’t understand the motion but didn’t seem to mind it too much. The adjustments of the woman in her grasp were noted and she’d make sure they were comfortable, adjusting her hands and the floating motions of her arms easily made it so that they were more like seats. She was practically designed for this.

”Very well! I am Discovery, better known out of Talaz Laagar as DSK-0vRI. A rescue class machia built and designed by my father Ossiji. My central processor is host to an AI that runs and monitors my entire frame; it’s essentially my ‘brain’. I am powered by a magicule orientated fusion core that can be recharged via sunlight or by ingesting magicule heavy meals.”

She’d ponder for a moment; wondering if getting into the specifics of her blueprints might be too much. Much of it was math and the others were practically in binary if she had to look at it. But she’d adjust a little bit and tap one of her arms.

”Most of my body that is not fully metal is made out of a synthetic metal known as synthflesh. Durable, strong and acts as most of my body. The ‘squishy’ part is meant to be for helping relax organics as strict feeling metal can cause duress. The fur portion of my neck is designed to help people warm up if need be.”

She could get into her swimming patterns, focal points and the fact there were four hundred and ninety nine of her that were completely lost to her at the moment but that was just the tip of the iceberg honestly…

 

This isn't your simple science fair project...