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Viktor ([personal profile] techmaturgy) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-02-05 03:54 am (UTC)

"Right, yes. Give me the good ones. Intravenous."

That much says it all, really. Viktor doesn't really like drugs that put him to sleep or otherwise cloud his mind, but he considers this a special occasion. There's no work to do. No race against the clock. His job now is to simply stay in this bed and get better, made much easier knowing that Jayce will be here, at his side, through all of it. He can't exactly move much, and his voice is hoarse from days of disuse, but he shifts towards Jayce regardless, cherishing the contact.

"We did it." Part of him still doesn't want to believe it, but he feels different. Lighter, in a way. Jayce has been the one monitoring his vitals, and he has no reason to think he wouldn't be straightforward. Everything seems to be fine, and though there's slight anxiety about whether or not the effects are permanent, it's a drastic enough change that he thinks it might be. This will change everything. "The Hexcore. Where...?"

Some anxiety creeps into his voice, at that. Most of the procedure was a blur, but the device calling out to him in its own way isn't easy to forget.

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