Chapter 10: Greenill Section ID Day?

[nanocerancowboy]

[ACTION - A (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, Anywhere in Mayfield, Morning to Evening, OPEN TO ALL)]

[See that six-foot android covered head to toe in some sort of armor, going about his business?]

[He's not wearing green. At all.]

[Try to pinch him. Go on, try it.]

[ACTION - B (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, John Doe Park, Afternoon, OPEN TO ALL)]

[That same android now seems to have a couple of drones following him, even hanging on to him, desperately trying to pinch him—on the hard, armored parts of his body. Suffice to say, they're not having much luck—and the android looks a little annoyed as he tries to brush some of the drones off of him.]

What in th' hell are ya'll on about?

[ACTION - C (BACKDATED TO MARCH 17, Olney's Tavern, Evening, OPEN TO ALL)]

[Gat's noticed the sizable amount of patrons heading toward the tavern, both droned and undroned alike. Curious, he's come to the tavern himself, though judging from the way he carries himself and rubs the back of his helmeted head as he scans the tavern in a manner not unlike the Terminator, he's a little perplexed.]

Comments

[keep_smiling]

There's a lot of interesting things you can do with alchemy. [A sly grin shows that this guy knows more than he should about that subject.] But I was born the old-fashioned way, and became immortal later.

[nanocerancowboy]

Alchemy, is it? Then it ain't jus' biotech at work ...

[Gat thoughtfully rubs his pointy chin with a thumb and forefinger.]

[keep_smiling]

"Biotech"? Sounds like something that might refer to you instead of me. Unless that's some kind of cool suit...! [Elmer cranes and tilts his neck at Gat, trying to get a good look and figure it out.]

[nanocerancowboy]

Well—

[After a beat, Gat looks down at his body for a moment. holding up his hands—as if considering his own physiology.]

I ain't quite organic, but most of my systems're designed to replicate th' same functions of a human body. When I go in for a checkup, I don't see an engineer or technician; I see a doctor.

I reckon that fits th' bill in some ways. Mimicin' bioprocesses.