[ It'd been sometime since he managed to escape the dome with Brainiac. Though escape might sound like it was planned...maybe more stumbled out. Regardless, when he thought he was going to die in the wilderness miraculously he found a city...and found out everything about his life and what he was told was a lie.
He might've died on the streets or even been grabbed and made a tweaker if not for suddenly being found by a group of some very obvious Irregulars. Brought in with the catatonic boy Glitch had carried he'd gotten the whole explanation. The domes were a lie, the history he was taught was a lie and he was with the rebels trying to take down a corrupt system. It's a lot to take in and Glitch was still trying to adjust from all of it.
It's been a few weeks since then and he was recovering now. The injuries he sustained having mostly healed by now though he had kept to himself hiding in the room provided to him. He hadn't left it with all the shock and depression that was currently whirling in his mind. He might've laid in this bed forever if he could. But, finally gets him to rise, maybe it's a need to just move for once but he's decided to explore the base.
He checks out most of what the place has to offer, a cafeteria for the rebels, the doctor's wing, a small learning center. It's strange new amenities he's getting use to. It's when he finally stumbles across a strange room full of weird contraptions and tools that he lingers in for longer. He's walking inside, seeing there are many strange projects in the midst of work and Glitch being as curious as he is, reaches out to pick up a strange mechanical looking board. It's clear though he's stepped into some kind of workshop and while he turns this device in his hands he talks to himself out loud;]
Someone must have a lot of fucking time if they're doing all this.
[so entrenched in his work is he, gear might've not even realised he had company had spark not informed him. he peers around the corner of his workship, goggles on, both right arms holding tools.
huh. didn't expect it to be the new kid, of all people. he was expecting tatiana or swingwing. hell, he would've thought of excel before glitch!
gear watches him for a long few moments before he pulls his goggles up onto his head, one thick green eyebrow raised.]
It's my job. [he says, simply, like that explains everything.] Hey, can you bring that box of allen keys over? It's just to your left.
[ Glitch is a little startled when he hears a voice speak up. He has to whip his head around a bit to see who it is having clearly not noticed he was in fact not alone in the room. There's a long pause as he looks at the other guy even as they talk to him. Glitch right now is taking in this other person trying to evaluate the threat.
He knows logically the people here aren't going to hurt him after everything they've done but there's still that gut instinct that could turn in a second. Still, it's hard not to notice how big this guy is in comparison to his own smaller frame. He even takes note that the guy has an...extra set of arms. Okay...nothing unusual about that.
However, finally his brain seems to process what's been asked of him. ] What? Oh.
[ He looks over to the set of allen keys next to him and picks them up. Looking back to the goggled guy Glitch steps forward cautiously and holds them out as if he's holding a live bomb of some kind. ]
Here. [ And he'll quickly just shove them into the guy's hands before retracting his hand. It's probably another awkward pause before Glitch looks back to the room. Even if he feels a bit on edge he knows he needs to get over that if he wants to be able to be any kind of productive...so he slowly says;]
So...your job is to build stuff? Looks fancier than the crap we had to assemble...
[he sees that glitch needs a moment to catch up with the extra arms, but he doesn't feel as bashful about it as he once did. took him a while to settle in here, but he did. gear just smiles as he takes the box.]
Thanks. [his tone is chipper as he steps out from behind the wall fully, putting the box down somewhere out of view.] Mostly repair and keep in shape, but yeah. You want a tour of the place? You might recognise some stuff.
[ He watches Gear with some thought as he does all this. He's definitely never met someone like this before. So oddly...upbeat. No one was happy in the domes for the obvious reasons and everyone he came across here so far seemed to have some kind of stony faced, serious attitude.
This guy was the one exception. At the offer Glitch is almost says no when...well. He might as well. There wasn't much else to do around here. So, he steps a little closer. ]
Sure. I guess...and I really doubt it. Unless you have dome made products in here I'll probably have no fuckin' idea.
[ And he'll just gesture with one of his hands to the four armed guy to lead on...though not before he asks; ]
Do you have a name? Or do I just call you four arms or something?
[that makes him pause -- a brief flash of something that could be... shame or guilt crosses his face, but it's gone as quickly as it appeared.]
You'd be surprised, [he mumbles, briefly knocked off his horse. gear has four arms, though. he gets up fast.] Heh, I almost went with 'Arms', you know? I'm Gear. Three guesses as to why, first two don't count.
[ Ah. Well. That's awkward to say the least. However, he does follow behind the other quietly as Gear shows the workshop. ]
Yeah, well...it's not something you can avoid I guess. From what ...Tatania said? [ Was he saying that right? ] Almost everything's dome made.
[ Though three guesses huh? He quirks a brow looking perplexed. Well, looking at the workshop it felt kinda obvious for that name pick. ]
Beeeecause you like to take things apart? [ First guess.
But, then he see's the Bike and Glitch looks at it a little wide eyed. He saw these things in the streets when he had finally managed to reach the city but it's still strange to see up close. He does make a slow approach, not touching it but looking it over. ]
What's it suppose to do?? I mean. What are you gonna make it do?
I can show you how to use the stuff here, if you want.
[gear crosses both sets of his arms, standing back to let glitch look it over. there's no battery hooked up, so it should be fine based on what he's been told about glitch's powers.]
It's transport, but... you know, I'm not sure yet. I was going to get it running then see what we needed. What do you think?
[ At the offer he's really not sure what to say to it. Really, what's he suppose to do around here anyways? He's pretty much stuck with nothing to do. ]
Might as well, I can be useful for something I guess.
[ He does step around the vehicle to give it a better look. ]
I mean, it's your thing. You could always fucking take it out for a joy ride I guess if you felt like it. I wouldn't blame you. [ Since it seemed like it could be fun. ]
[he hates what the dome escapees are drilled with; that thought that they need to be useful to be allowed to live. it's terrible.]
Well... I can't really get out much at the moment. Work, you know? [and his arms, but he doesn't mention that.] I'll get it working and maybe you could test it for me? I'd appreciate that help.
[ It doesn't take much to catch onto the fact that it would be hard to take a ride in the city with four arms. Irregulars weren't common in the streets though.] Riiight...work. You know, you could just wear a huge sweater or something to hide your extra arms.
[However, when offered to test the bike, Glitch raises his hands in protest. ]
Uh. I'm the last person you wanna be asking to do that. I wouldn't even know how. I'd probably just wreck it.
[ Okay, it's weird. TThere's a moment of pause when he just hears that and looks at the other guy and well...his face kind of goes red. He's never really met someone so exciteable.
Also did he smell nice or something? He coughs a little bit, a hesitant smile coming to his face as he ruffles his blue hair. ]
I...guess I could try? You'll...you'll still need to show me how to use it though.
[ He steps over to the bike looking it over and then back to Gear. ]
So. Like this? [ He throws his leg over the seat and grabs onto the handles. As much as it is locked in Glitch still has a time trying to steady himself. He has to look the bike over in detail, turning his hands on the handles. ]
[ It's hard not to let your face go red when someone is standing behind you. Especially if they were...kind of cute? God, what is he turning into right now?
He almost doesn't catch what Gear has to say. ]
Huh? What?
Oh. No. Never. We don't have things like this in the domes. We get by by like...walking and stuff.
[ He does turn to look back to Gear pausing briefly. ]
Okay so...this is gonna be weird to ask but...
I guess what's it like having four arms? [ Because that's a great conversation topic. ]
You got it, though! [he raises all four hands, wiggling his fingers.] I-- hmm. You know, I can't actually imagine having just two, now. It took me a while to get used to them when I was young, but...
[he shrugs a little.]
It helps what I like to do. What's it like with, um... your one?
[ Weirdly, he feels like some kind of heavy weight is lifted off his shoulders from all this joking. Maybe the guy wasn't so bad? Either way he listens quietly as he explains and wiggles his fingers with emphasis. Though the question does earn a small shrug. ]
I mean, it's not four arms but it's...
[ He does a small flick of his hand magnetically summoning a wrench from across the room to him. He does catch it and offer it over to Gear. ]
[he yelps a little in surprise when the wrench comes whizzing over his shoulder and into glitch's hands. then bursts out laughing as he takes it, delighted and high pitched, a little hyperactive.]
Holy shit! Do it again! [he holds the wrench with one hand and claps his other two together.] Get something bigger!!
[ He looks around at the workshop unsure as to what exactly he should be throwing around the room that's any bigger. It seemed there weren't many metal objects that could be as big...until he looks down at the motorcycle. He looks between that, Gear, then back again before he tightens his grip on the handles. With some focus the vehicle begins to lift off the ground as Glitch sits upon it. Then he looks back to Gear. ]
[gear screams. he outright screams with sheer joy, loud enough that one of the guards patrolling the hallways bursts in with a shout, little bits of sharp metal floating around him. gear shifts in front of glitch and the hovering bike.]
It's okay! It's okay! We're just experimenting! [haha, metaphors.] I got a little... excited. You know how it is, Caliber!
[the guy - caliber - rolls his eyes. you really gotta tell me when you start these things, gear. he says as he drops the metal. then mock-salutes at glitch. hey, kid. sorry 'bout that.
[ He hadn't expected Gear to scream and it does make him wince a bit. However, it's definitely more than a little surprising when two people come barrelling in looking like they're about to throw hands with him. He tenses but it seems that Gear just manages to smooth it out.
He exhales as he watches them leave but levitates the bike to the ground before getting off it. ]
It's uh...fine. But, it's nothing to get that excited about big guy. It's just stuff I'm able to do.
[ As he makes a casual gesture to the other; ]
I mean, I'm not screaming with joy at your buff arms, despite how impressive.
Uh. No. I don't really know. I'm not even sure how to keep it on two arms.
[ As he gestures to himself and all of his scrawniness. Still, he can't help but laugh a little sheepishly. Don't turn red Glitch, you're already embarrassing yourself.
Regardless, he offers a shrug to his remark. ]
It'd probably be a bad one. I'd probably end up crashing it into something and wrecking it.
[ Glitch folds his arms and nods a bit to what Gear says. He's not sure he really understands all of it, especially with it being the rare commodity bit.
SO, finally he stops leaning on the counter and walks toward Gear.] In that case I will leave you to your work, big guy.
[ and he gives a light punch to the guy's arm as he heads towards the door. He looks back briefly as he gives the guy a two fingered salute.]
I'll uh....see you around, Gear. It was uh...cool meeting you.
[ It'd been a while since he came to the resistance. A good several months being apart of it and staying within the compound. There wasn't much to do day in and day out aside from receive the training expected of him. If he was to join their cause and help Irregulars get out of the dome they needed him to be ready for anything.
Except, Glitch had begun to get restless. He may be outside the dome but it felt like he exchanged one prison for another. The only times living in this base felt tolerable was when he hung out with Gear in his workshop or cafeteria, during their downtime. Though he's not sure he'd call what Gear does is down time...since the guy never seemed to stop working.
Either way, Glitch was lying across on the weathered couch set up in the workshop, flipping through one of the books that Gear had managed to procure for him. This one was about a mystery in a small town, a single detective and a strange death, enough to pass the time but, Glitch had let out a loud sigh setting it down before he loudly says to the bigger guy; ]
[it's a nice new routine to settle into, nice to have another body in his workshop. people come in and out, leave things and take things that're finished, he's only had a few assistants before but mostly doesn't need them. they can't really afford to waste bodies on things like keeping people company-- he has SPARK for that, anyway!
...gear would never tell them they don't quite match up to an organic, though
he looks up and over at glitch, eyebrows raised.] Yeah? I was thinking of going out into the city, you know. I gotta get some stuff, but we can make some detours.
[ Glitch is actually surprised when he hears the suggestion. He sits up all together both liking the idea of actually going out and mild anxiety. As much as he doesn't care for the rules around here there was one thing that did bring a slight amount of concern. ]
I mean, I don't wanna say no but...dude.
You have four arms. As wicked as that is people might notice.
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Small talks
He might've died on the streets or even been grabbed and made a tweaker if not for suddenly being found by a group of some very obvious Irregulars. Brought in with the catatonic boy Glitch had carried he'd gotten the whole explanation. The domes were a lie, the history he was taught was a lie and he was with the rebels trying to take down a corrupt system. It's a lot to take in and Glitch was still trying to adjust from all of it.
It's been a few weeks since then and he was recovering now. The injuries he sustained having mostly healed by now though he had kept to himself hiding in the room provided to him. He hadn't left it with all the shock and depression that was currently whirling in his mind. He might've laid in this bed forever if he could. But, finally gets him to rise, maybe it's a need to just move for once but he's decided to explore the base.
He checks out most of what the place has to offer, a cafeteria for the rebels, the doctor's wing, a small learning center. It's strange new amenities he's getting use to. It's when he finally stumbles across a strange room full of weird contraptions and tools that he lingers in for longer. He's walking inside, seeing there are many strange projects in the midst of work and Glitch being as curious as he is, reaches out to pick up a strange mechanical looking board. It's clear though he's stepped into some kind of workshop and while he turns this device in his hands he talks to himself out loud;]
Someone must have a lot of fucking time if they're doing all this.
oh? a reply? what's this?
huh. didn't expect it to be the new kid, of all people. he was expecting tatiana or swingwing. hell, he would've thought of excel before glitch!
gear watches him for a long few moments before he pulls his goggles up onto his head, one thick green eyebrow raised.]
It's my job. [he says, simply, like that explains everything.] Hey, can you bring that box of allen keys over? It's just to your left.
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He knows logically the people here aren't going to hurt him after everything they've done but there's still that gut instinct that could turn in a second. Still, it's hard not to notice how big this guy is in comparison to his own smaller frame. He even takes note that the guy has an...extra set of arms. Okay...nothing unusual about that.
However, finally his brain seems to process what's been asked of him. ]
What? Oh.
[ He looks over to the set of allen keys next to him and picks them up. Looking back to the goggled guy Glitch steps forward cautiously and holds them out as if he's holding a live bomb of some kind. ]
Here. [ And he'll quickly just shove them into the guy's hands before retracting his hand. It's probably another awkward pause before Glitch looks back to the room. Even if he feels a bit on edge he knows he needs to get over that if he wants to be able to be any kind of productive...so he slowly says;]
So...your job is to build stuff? Looks fancier than the crap we had to assemble...
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Thanks. [his tone is chipper as he steps out from behind the wall fully, putting the box down somewhere out of view.] Mostly repair and keep in shape, but yeah. You want a tour of the place? You might recognise some stuff.
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This guy was the one exception. At the offer Glitch is almost says no when...well. He might as well. There wasn't much else to do around here. So, he steps a little closer. ]
Sure. I guess...and I really doubt it. Unless you have dome made products in here I'll probably have no fuckin' idea.
[ And he'll just gesture with one of his hands to the four armed guy to lead on...though not before he asks; ]
Do you have a name? Or do I just call you four arms or something?
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You'd be surprised, [he mumbles, briefly knocked off his horse. gear has four arms, though. he gets up fast.] Heh, I almost went with 'Arms', you know? I'm Gear. Three guesses as to why, first two don't count.
[gear gestures glitch over.]
I'm working on a bike around here.
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Yeah, well...it's not something you can avoid I guess. From what ...Tatania said? [ Was he saying that right? ] Almost everything's dome made.
[ Though three guesses huh? He quirks a brow looking perplexed. Well, looking at the workshop it felt kinda obvious for that name pick. ]
Beeeecause you like to take things apart? [ First guess.
But, then he see's the Bike and Glitch looks at it a little wide eyed. He saw these things in the streets when he had finally managed to reach the city but it's still strange to see up close. He does make a slow approach, not touching it but looking it over. ]
What's it suppose to do?? I mean. What are you gonna make it do?
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[gear crosses both sets of his arms, standing back to let glitch look it over. there's no battery hooked up, so it should be fine based on what he's been told about glitch's powers.]
It's transport, but... you know, I'm not sure yet. I was going to get it running then see what we needed. What do you think?
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Might as well, I can be useful for something I guess.
[ He does step around the vehicle to give it a better look. ]
I mean, it's your thing. You could always fucking take it out for a joy ride I guess if you felt like it. I wouldn't blame you. [ Since it seemed like it could be fun. ]
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[he hates what the dome escapees are drilled with; that thought that they need to be useful to be allowed to live. it's terrible.]
Well... I can't really get out much at the moment. Work, you know? [and his arms, but he doesn't mention that.] I'll get it working and maybe you could test it for me? I'd appreciate that help.
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[However, when offered to test the bike, Glitch raises his hands in protest. ]
Uh. I'm the last person you wanna be asking to do that. I wouldn't even know how. I'd probably just wreck it.
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But imagine the data I could get from it! Not to mention feeling the wind in your hair!
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Also did he smell nice or something? He coughs a little bit, a hesitant smile coming to his face as he ruffles his blue hair. ]
I...guess I could try? You'll...you'll still need to show me how to use it though.
We didn't get to ride bikes.
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Of course! Why don't you try sitting on it, to see how you feel? It's clamped in, so it won't tip over or anything!
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[ He steps over to the bike looking it over and then back to Gear. ]
So. Like this? [ He throws his leg over the seat and grabs onto the handles. As much as it is locked in Glitch still has a time trying to steady himself. He has to look the bike over in detail, turning his hands on the handles. ]
So how does it work?
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[gear takes a few steps forward, crouching down to fiddle with something around the back of the bike outside of glitch's line of sight.]
Hang on, just working on the pedals and balance... [he says, all four arms at work.] Have you driven any vehicle before?
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He almost doesn't catch what Gear has to say. ]
Huh? What?
Oh. No. Never. We don't have things like this in the domes. We get by by like...walking and stuff.
[ He does turn to look back to Gear pausing briefly. ]
Okay so...this is gonna be weird to ask but...
I guess what's it like having four arms? [ Because that's a great conversation topic. ]
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Oh my god, what is even that joke? So stupid.
[ But, he's smiling at least. ]
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[he shrugs a little.]
It helps what I like to do. What's it like with, um... your one?
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I mean, it's not four arms but it's...
[ He does a small flick of his hand magnetically summoning a wrench from across the room to him. He does catch it and offer it over to Gear. ]
Pretty Magnetic.
[ He can make shit jokes too. ]
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Holy shit! Do it again! [he holds the wrench with one hand and claps his other two together.] Get something bigger!!
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[ He looks around at the workshop unsure as to what exactly he should be throwing around the room that's any bigger. It seemed there weren't many metal objects that could be as big...until he looks down at the motorcycle. He looks between that, Gear, then back again before he tightens his grip on the handles. With some focus the vehicle begins to lift off the ground as Glitch sits upon it. Then he looks back to Gear. ]
Uh. How's that?
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It's okay! It's okay! We're just experimenting! [haha, metaphors.] I got a little... excited. You know how it is, Caliber!
[the guy - caliber - rolls his eyes. you really gotta tell me when you start these things, gear. he says as he drops the metal. then mock-salutes at glitch. hey, kid. sorry 'bout that.
gear looks back to glitch, expression sheepish.]
Sorry.
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He exhales as he watches them leave but levitates the bike to the ground before getting off it. ]
It's uh...fine. But, it's nothing to get that excited about big guy. It's just stuff I'm able to do.
[ As he makes a casual gesture to the other; ]
I mean, I'm not screaming with joy at your buff arms, despite how impressive.
[ ...wait...what did he just say? ]
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[he's catching on, glitch. he's got you.]
Anyway, if you can fly this thing, then there's no real worry about learning to drive, or... is there...
...Hang on. I'm not sure how terrible that idea is.
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[ As he gestures to himself and all of his scrawniness. Still, he can't help but laugh a little sheepishly. Don't turn red Glitch, you're already embarrassing yourself.
Regardless, he offers a shrug to his remark. ]
It'd probably be a bad one. I'd probably end up crashing it into something and wrecking it.
Also I'd probably die.
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[a beat, then:]
Not just for flying, I mean-- in general. Transport like this is kind of a rare commodity, these days.
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SO, finally he stops leaning on the counter and walks toward Gear.]
In that case I will leave you to your work, big guy.
[ and he gives a light punch to the guy's arm as he heads towards the door. He looks back briefly as he gives the guy a two fingered salute.]
I'll uh....see you around, Gear. It was uh...cool meeting you.
Museum
Except, Glitch had begun to get restless. He may be outside the dome but it felt like he exchanged one prison for another. The only times living in this base felt tolerable was when he hung out with Gear in his workshop or cafeteria, during their downtime. Though he's not sure he'd call what Gear does is down time...since the guy never seemed to stop working.
Either way, Glitch was lying across on the weathered couch set up in the workshop, flipping through one of the books that Gear had managed to procure for him. This one was about a mystery in a small town, a single detective and a strange death, enough to pass the time but, Glitch had let out a loud sigh setting it down before he loudly says to the bigger guy; ]
Gear. I'm bored.
Entertain me.
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...gear would never tell them they don't quite match up to an organic, though
he looks up and over at glitch, eyebrows raised.] Yeah? I was thinking of going out into the city, you know. I gotta get some stuff, but we can make some detours.
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I mean, I don't wanna say no but...dude.
You have four arms. As wicked as that is people might notice.