fissionmailed | //The day is breaking now, it's time to go away

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//The day is breaking now, it's time to go away

[There is a laboratory on the fifth floor that is already back in use following the blackout. Otacon and Sunny had been hard at work to set this place up following their theft of half a computer lab and most of the technology on one particular floor. Now, this exceptionally secure facility - for the husband of a Liquid, paranoia was normal - was back in action already, though most of the security features needed to be reset. Finally, he could run those tests. For a while, all that could be heard from the room was strange noises, whirring, clicking, the whining of machinery.]

[Inside the room, the laboratory probably reminded one of that of a mad scientist. Several computers had been modified and linked together over one wall. One of them was lit up, displaying a video feed from the MK4 as it diligently returned to base for checking over before he could send it after Liquid again. Dismantled machinery and the odd strange contraption were scattered all over. There were notes and blueprints, the odd miniature robot (made out of careful boredom) and a few carefully made paper cranes. A bookshelf covered most of one wall, filled with various books stolen from the library and found lying around. Only one table was relatively clear - the one at which Otacon sat.]

[That table was almost entirely clear, save for a notepad, a few pens, one or two tools - and what appeared to be a mechanical hand. It had taken a lot of work, and he still was trying to find a better method of attachment, but it seemed to be working fine. He carefully set it back into the stand, watching as the fingers curled and twitched on command from the program he'd used to test them. The problem was that it needed testing from the man who would use it as well. He swung himself over to one of the computers, tapping in a command. It was easier to call the radio through the microphone there than to fuss around with the codec and hope it worked.]

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volginswaifu will be getting a call, but Otacon's lab is currently open if anyone wants to bother, since Otacon hasn't gotten the systems back online for security yet. He's been a little distracted by robotics. )

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[Raikov had been laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling in the room he was currently sharing. Galina licked his foot idly, and he'd given up on pushing her face away long ago. It was the sound of his radio going off that had him sit up, pulling it out and answering with slight confusion.

Major Raikov speaking.

Major! This is Otacon. Doctor Emmerich. Would you mind coming down to my lab on the fifth floor? It's open, so you don't need to worry about the security.

[Otacon sounded rather pleased with himself.]

[Raikov grinned--Emmerich! The man who said he'd make him a hand. He was off the bed and slipping his shoes on at top speed, patting Galina on the head before heading out the door. Since his room had had power this entire time, he was pretty surprised to see the hallway lit as well.]

I'll be there. [He ended the call, and headed to the lab.]

[Otacon's lab normally had quite a high level of security - he'd coded the programs himself. Nothing fatal, not for him, but there were definitely methods of incapacitating attackers - namely, a setup of knockout gas canisters hooked into the system. As well as that, the locks on the door were also linked to his computer system, along with hidden bars, and there were cameras and voice recognition input. Right then, luckily for Raikov, all of that was disabled. The lab didn't even look strange, from the outside. It was just a door, with cameras set up focused on it, and a strange panel coded into the wall.]

[He waited inside, running a few more tests and watching the fingers on the hand respond to the commands set. As the man entered, he looked up with a smile.]

Major, good to see you again. You look much better.

[Ivan looked around, he'd never been inside a lab before--not like this. Had he not had his new hand on his mind, Ivan would have surely poked around the lab like a curious child, but not now. There was business, something he'd been waiting, believe it or not, patiently for.]

Emmerich! Yes...I feel a lot better. It seems wounds heal faster here.
[He eyed the hand on the desk with a smile.]

Is that it? [He leaned closer, mesmerized by the moving parts. It was even nicer than he'd imagined.]

That's right. I've been running tests and it seems to work fine, but it needs testing properly.

[He hesitated, mild concern on his face.]

There's just one thing. I've been getting help to try to work on it, but the only way that seems to work is going to be a little painful to you. Probably worse at first - it'll get easier once you get used to it - but for you to use it without having to have your arm cut open is for t to attach externally - which means there has to be a way for it to connect to the nerves in your hand. That's why it'll be a little painful. I'm still trying to find another way, but... if you're willing to try it despite the pain, we can run with that, for now.

[Raikov furrowed his brow a bit, but he just smiled awkwardly.]

Sure, however it works is fine if it means I get to have a hand again...

[He worded himself gently.]
Trust me, nothing can compare to the pain that was having it...taken off.

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Oh hey look a lil' sis.

Hi lil' sis!

Hi big bro! <3

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