((Gotta say I love the worldbuilding you’re also doing in this RP. part of the reason why I didn’t specify too much in the original post, because I like to see how people will build into the world that’s been set up))
An artificial body could have the potential to bypass all of these things — if only he’d spent more time planning. He inwardly cursed himself; Vaer had gotten cocky with all his latest successes.
And now, Egon was paying for it.
He hovered in place, just sort of looking at the scanner. When backed into a corner, Vaer was not one to take flight, but fight instead. This was different. Trapped in a human body, so fragile compared to what his true form is. He could of course disconnect from this form, but he’d rather not leave this body here for humans to study. One way or another, Egon would get off this station with what he needed.
He blinks, shaken out of his thoughts by the voice of the AI. “Oh. Yes, I’ve been scanned.” No. not here. “Was just thinking about some people.” He lies.
If he ran, that would look rather suspicious. If he disconnected and returned to Vaer - that would also be rather odd, though it would just look as though Egon passed out. No. Will not leave this body here. That would get me in trouble.
Either way, Egon knew that he was about to be found out. Hesitantly, he dips his head forwards slightly, and walks — through the scanner.
Heart-rate. 45 BPM.
25°C or 77°F body temperature.
Implant of unknown origin detected.
That was the information transmitted through the scanner just from Egon stepping through. He remained still and deathly silent as he waited.
(OH GOOD. Honestly I was worried it was too much or too specific :D )
Scat watched the scan, and when the info popped up, his little digital eyes popped wide open. He looked up at Arturo, and then at Egon, and then at the vitals again.
"Uh, are you feeling alright? This seems way out of normal parameters."
Arturo leaned over and got a look at the vitals. He steeled his face, and made sure not to react too much.
What is going on…
He thought about whatever tech Egon might be using to try to do whatever it was he was trying to do. Whatever it was, it had scrambled the scanner. Unless the guy was super sick, that couldn't be right.
He had looked hesitant as he stepped through the scanner, so… he'd known this was coming, likely.
Artemis saw the stats, and drew a lightning quick conclusion.
"Android." The single word chilled Arturo's blood just a little. If Egon was an AI who had broken humanity's version of interstellar law and built itself a semi-biomechanical body, then he was a threat, both on a legal level and on a physical one. Androids had been banned for many good reasons, and Egon's threat level had just gone up if that was the case.
…. Play it careful.
"Yeah, are you feeling ok? Or is that maybe your implant malfunctioning again? Sometimes if they're glitching they can throw bad vitals up. We could easily check that if you're not feeling well."
Scat immediately seemed to relax a bit. "Oh, your implant has been having trouble, huh? That would do it."
“..That..” That was a better reaction than I could have expected. “..yes, that’s correct, I think. Malfunctioning implant. Is it…common? For implants to malfunction to this extent?” Egon had asked, partially out of curiosity. He had seemed to relax a bit once he was past the scanner, though still seemed a bit shifty.
“I’m feeling quite well, though. Like you said, I think it’s just an implant malfunction.” And that was the truth — the former, at least. Aside from the anxiety he had been facing during this entire situation, Egon could consider himself to be feeling in tip top shape. As far as anyone was concerned, for an artificial form designed in less than 25 hours, this form was quite well made. Aside from certain aspects, which couldn’t be helped now. “Where to now?”
