EverE Industries

[tangletail]

The feline gave the Guard a smile, before turning to Jacob. His gaze settled on him for a few seconds. Behind those souless eyes, the feline was searching for something. He didn't make it clear that he had found anything of particular interest. Just a smirk, and then a nod. “Enjoy the rest of your day.”

 
He soon turned around completely and left the Barracks. A quick check of the time told him that his walk would have to end now so he could continue with his appointment with the CEO. With a shake of his head, he began to proceed to make his way to her office.

His mind continued to run over the previous run in. A smile on his lips. This would be an interesting experiement to say the least. What happens to a guard when his morals are reactivated? When he see's the evils in his own actions. When he see's the evils in the factory. But... what also happens when he see's a bigger picture? The necessary evils that must be produced, that lead society as a whole? Will he be able to live with himself? Or will he revolt, and be put down like an animal?

All that will just have to start with one little fox. The poor hurt little thing. The feline at best gave her a week of survival with those wounds. And even if she did manage to be fixed, her shape would be too poor for regular work, and will require her to return to the medical bay for serious work.

Leo came to a pause in front of the CEO's door. His eyes flicked over it for a moment. A vicious smile on his lips had formed. He might be a sociopath, but unfortunately you must dehumanize to make significant leaps in progress. His smile settled into a much more pleasant one when he expunged the thought.

 
His paws rasped on the door a few times, delivering a solid few knocks. Before his paw found themselves on the door knob. He gave the door a gentle push and stepped into the office. The door closing behind him.

“Hello madame~” Leo began in a lilting tone. His paw pulled a small prism from his pocket as he stepped closer to her desk. he set it down, and gave it a few taps. "All is well I hope?"

[Angder]

Despite what was being done to him, Angder had a slight smile on his face. Frost was right, Angder could not feel a thing.

[Cinder42]

Fem sat up from where she had been working away on her paperwork, her hackles raising slightly as she adjusted the metallic wings that sat implanted near her shoulder blades. "Hello Leo," Fem was never afraid to use the first names of those closest to her. "I should be asking you the same question." She turned her rotating chair and looked at the feline with her own mechanical eyes. It was always oddly amusing to her, how the eye she operated now were the direct prototypes for Leo's, the very first eyes the company ever produced, they were like proud grandparents looking at grandchildren whenever they gazed at each other. You've been in here too long you sappy old poet. She cleared her throat, her face remaining completely blank despite her whirling thoughts. It was all so much like static. "Frost is reporting to me today as well so kindly make it brief." Most individuals she was familiar with would melt at the slight bit of civility shown by Leo in his greeting. He was aloof, powerful, and hardly bad looking for all it was worth, but Fem had employed him long enough to know good and well it was all an act. Just like all of them. It's important to put on a friendly face for your boss even if you are festering within. Poet again, you sound like ----- It was better to just cut to the chase with him.

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Frost saw the smile on the patient and grinned, a genuine grin, not malicious or devious in the slightest. "See, you get it! Everyone's always telling me, 'don't do it Frost', 'you're a bad girl Frost,' 'DON'T CUT ME FROST," she paused to take a breath and swallow, gathering herself from the unexpected rise to a scream before turning back to work. "They just don't understand. This is my passion, it's what I love to do. Some people are passionate about riding bikes or collecting stuff, no one ever give THEM shit for it!" she sighed, resting her head on his bloody leg as she looked up as she idly clips away the last remaining strings of flesh that kept it attached. "I just wish someone would enjoy it with me...." She looked at him and smiled. "I like you, we should do this again sometime." And she began to cut off his left arm.

[Jacob Hail]

The only thing Jacob could do is stare back at the surgeon, his glare a bit cold as he tried to contain a snarl. The fox wasnt even the main focus in this situation and yet that FREAK kept looking at him. There was nothing he could do obviously, but he did let out a long deep breatg of releif when the medic left. Making sure no one else was coming in, Jacob approached the guard, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You can lay 305 down on her bunk at the end, we'll have Red taje a look at her. He was a childrens physician before all this but he has a medical degree none the less. Dont worry, she is in good hands here."

[tangletail]

Perhaps Fem was correct about Leo’s act. Perhaps not? Leo was more open with those he’d personally call the closest thing to friends. Or at least he wouldn’t throw them under the bus first when it came to research. He was… a fairly tricky bugger to understand. And even he couldn’t understand his own mind. Not that he ever wanted too. That would have defeated the purpose of the Journey before the destination. Besides, he did like his boss even if the jobs got kind of shitty after a while. And while he wasn't scared of her, like some of the staff had been. He did find her rather peculiar.

Leo raised a brow at the mention of Frosts name. A ghost of a smirk crossed his lips. “Oh Frost? Hmm… I guess the girl’s found herself a new toy. Poor thing.” The feline hummed, he soon gave a light shrug. It was obvious in the tone of his voice he really couldn't care for the safety of the poor soul that she was operating on. But, the psychopathic doctor was perhaps one of his favorites in the medical staff. While not the most mentally stable, he could see that she found pleasure in her work as an artist… than because she was bored and wanted to cut something open.

The feline pressed down on a button located on one of the faces on the prism. Soon the small object began to glow as it warmed up. Then finally it placed a projection in the air. A series of data located on small scrolling planes and cubes filled the room. Along with a few models of a handful of prototypes he was working on.

“Well… I have one extra thing I would like to talk to you today about. But first… a few of the implants I’ve been working on my own time. I’ve managed to successfully create three different units for our military customers. The first one is an implant that focuses on healing. The results for small cuts are instant, along with abrasions and some burns. For larger wounds. It’ll stop the bleeding fairly quickly. But the healing process will take a day or a few. Once again, it depends on size.”

The feline glanced to a nearby picture video showing ooze leaking out of a small wound and soon sealing it up with a fresh layer of skin. He then cleared his throat. “Naturally it won’t fix death. And it won’t fix customer stupidity.”

[Cinder42]

Fem nodded in approval as she studied the designs closely. machines like this had become far more complicated than they had been back at her first day at the factory but she prided herself on being able to keep up, and that she did, keeping well at or above the knowledge of any engineer or medic in the place. She narrowed her eyes, their pupils glowing gold and focusing, scrutinizing a small bit near the center of a mechanism. "Yes well, that's why we all have pups now isn't it....." She said absently in response to the death remark. "Like the squishy prosthetics for the body of the population...." Sweet mother if the gods.... She finally sat back, satisfied with the part being in its proper place.

[Jacob Hail]

Jacob shrunk back and quickly removed his hand, looking away from Tybalt. He had hoped the guard was beginning to see the horror of this place, and perhaps he was getting there, but the grayfox was pushing his luck. "We dont have individual rooms." He said, starting down the rows between beds. "Easier to watch us if we sleep in one big open area." Jacob stopped in front of a bunk, the matress thin and dirty and no sheet to be seen, the numbers "305" carved in the steel frame. "This is hers."

[tangletail]

The feline gave a kurt nod with a faint smile. "Of course, madame~" he chuckled. His arms crossed as he looked over the results, "Though I think in return the stupidity is doing a favor for the world. The Gene pool has to be edited via natural selection some how!"


He continued to go over the various forms of data. "So... most approaches to this have been to exclusively use Nanobots. And within good reason. They are fast and efficient at what they do. But at the same time, expensive to produce, and can not be reproduced in the body. Their size also makes them easily degradable by the body's salinity. So I approached it in a much more different manner."

The feline waved his hand in the air to bring up an image of a live bacterial cell. "I did some heavy modifications to a culture of bacteria. Bringing the results to a benefitial level. The end result is it produces a medical gel that is excreted into the heart. It's then pumped through the entire body and remains active till it's needed. This is only a trace amount of course. It'll inject more once triggered by the body's hormones. This is to prevent it from interfering with any of the natural systems."

The feline then brought in another image of a nano-bot. "Now... naturally to stay competitive, I've also included nanobots. These are stored inside the implant in a safe solution designed to preserve them for long periods of time. They are only used for emergencies. These are released when severe structural damage is detected, vitality signs are dropping, or a, toxin, deadly mutagen, or virus has been located."

The feline soon found himself leaning on the desk, in almost a sitting manner is gaze now returning to fem. "The benefits? The implant is no longer required to be replaced every so often amount of months. Expenses to create have been greatly reduced. While larger wounds can take a little longer to recover from. It's capable of stopping the most prominent cause of death in only a few seconds that it started. Which is bleed out. Annnd... making modifications to it is as simple as injecting a syringe of plasmids directly into the implant. More efficient overall."

[Cinder42]

Fem nodded, a very feint smile growing on her face, something that was rare to say the least. "I admit I'm impressed Leo, you're creativity never fails." She looked at the designs closely cocking her head ever so slightly to the side as she did. "They appear to be very stable. How many times have you tested it?"

[tangletail]

Leo cound't help but to reveal a prideful smile to the compliment. "Thank you, Madame." He chimed. He then added in a joking tone, "Does that mean I get rewarded with a kiss?" But the next bit gave him pause.

"Mmm..." The feline began with a thoughtful note. A claw gently tapped at his chin. How many times -did- he test this? His hand soon waved through the air bringing up his personal files. After a bit of digging, he finally came across his archive collection.

"Alright here we are. Quite extensively. It seems. Though I kept test subjects limited and under very close watch. First few testers only had a very limited exposure of a week. Which is around the time it takes for the gel to merge into the blood stream. Afterwards the implant was removed and minor wounds were issued. Once the iterations were successful, I began to prolong the exposure, testing larger wounds. Once stability was assured. I built an external version and tested it on myself for long term testing"

The feline paused. His expression thoughtful. Then he smiled, "Perhaps I am as bonkers as they say. But I can attest to it working properly after many cuts, burns, and gun shots. There is a certain amount of trust that is needed in test subjects for me to leave such a device in I'm afraid."

[Jacob Hail]

Jacob didnt look at the guard. Still didnt want to push his luck. He casted his gaze to the ground and kept it there as a wolf approached, an unsure expression on his face. "Red here can take a look at her." Jacob said, finally looking up again. "Just give us some time and we can get her back to health."

[Cinder42]

Victoria groaned a bit as she stirred, her brows knitting together in discomfort. She wearily lifted a paw to her temples and rubbed them, blinking away her unconsciousness. "Ughhhh w-what the hell....." Her eyes wandered over to where Tybalt sat and she froze, every muscle in her body going stiff. "Uhh...."

[Jacob Hail]

Red knelt down next to Victory and looked her over, a frown fixed upon his expression. "Try not to move to much, Ill do that as I examine you. But im telling you now, this may hurt." He said, letting that sink in before beginning his examination. He started off by placing two fingers to her throat, feeling her pulse. "Now tell me, where do you feel the most pain."

[Cinder42]

Victoria furrowed her brows, her ears flattening. "I'm not sure, it's sort of just.... all over the place." She gave a grim chuckle.

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Fem nodded, a small frown on her muzzle. "Well then, would you say that if we handed this off to some of our nation's greatest warriors promising all you promised me, and in the middle of a wild battlefield filled with bloodshed and gunshots and perhaps even a storm, there was perhaps a flood of wounds that needed healing that could easily MAKE or BRAKE our ties to one of our largest and most valuable patrons, would your machine perform PRECICELY as it is promised?" Her mechanical eyes were piercing, their golden glow boring into the feline's.

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Frost smiled as she stepped back, sighing happily down at her work. She leaned down to wipe off a small smudge of blood on the equipment. "I've been wanting to do something like this for AGES!" she whispered excitedly, running her thumb along a metallic edge. It came away with a small bead of blood pooling there and she stuck it in her mouth to suck it off, continueing to speak around it. "I mean..... auntie Fem has those big sharp wings with blades for feathers...... that can cut a bear's head clean off!...... So..... why don't we try that with an arm?..... I based it on the cockroaches.... I used to think they were gross but their little legs are just so cute!......" She rambled on and on, letting her eyes wonder over the patient.

 His broken leg had been replaced by a new one, rather standard fair really, if even a little basic. His left arm had been only partially replaced, cut off right in the center of the upper segment, a tricky amputation to be sure. She had hooked the prosthetic directly into his nerves and bones in hopes of giving it even more sensitivity and agility. It needed it if it was going to support her masterpiece. The crown jewel of this piece was the right arm, amputated with care and kept clean and tidy. In the old fleshy thing's place was what appeared to be a normal prosthetic arm, attached at the shoulder, synced to the body, and running normally down to the forearm. The beauty was from the wrist down. Designed much like the front limbs of a praying mantis, where the hand would normally be was instead a long, sharp blade, about a foot and 3/4 in length and polished to a mirror's shine.

Frost beamed at her work and threw her arms around the unconscious patient's neck in a hug before leaning back and kissing him on the forehead. "You are so lucky, my little cockroach!" She turned around, unlocking the wheels of the table and wheeling it off to the holding area of the infirmary, deer inside. She hummed lightly and pushed him into place between a very disgruntled mocking-bird who kept crying out that her insides hurt as she coughed up blood and a small white cat who had had much the same procedure done as the bird, a replacement of some internal organs with mechanical replicates, but was far quieter about the endeavor. Frost smiled once more at her creation. "Maybe with the help of that you can help us out, and maybe we can all be friends." She whispered as she closed a thin white curtain, making her way back out for whatever the rest of the day held in store.

[tangletail]

The feline smiled calmly to the fox’s cold gaze. And he met the other with lifeless mechanical eyes. A softer green tone. His tail flicked across the desk as he listened to her. He might be one of the few who actually did not fear her, though held her at a high respect.

“Ah! Yes, yes… normally I’d say it’s not ready if I had just recently finished it. Buuut,” The feline began as he tapped his chin with a claw. “I am sure you’d be happy to know that if the product wasn’t working, you would have needed a replacement for me after I expired three months ago. Been trying at my own life up to this point. Even picked a fight with a local gang~”

He leaned forward And moved around some fur. Various scars could be found all over the body. Some rounded, Other’s in what could have been a large cut. “As I said, I took to testing it personally. The pain is still very much there. And it won’t regenerate lost limbs, or destroyed organs. Annnnnd anything that causes Instanious death, like a shot square to the cerebellum, the cranium exploding, the heart being punched, lungs torn open, evisceration, Gibbing, missing organs, etcetera, etcetera… can’t be fixed before the user dies.”

The feline hummed softly, “Once again~ What puts the product light years over other options, is that it adds survivability. First priority is always to stop the bleeding, which can kill you in just fifteen seconds if an important artery is open, or from a gaping wound. Usually the most common wound and cause of death. Then it solves the other problems.”