[ It's true that he and Chibi aren't exactly the chummiest of buddies. However, what Saiduq does know about him is that Chibi's:
1. (Relatively) trustworthy. 2. Able handle technology for the most part. 3. Relatively rational and calm in somewhat stressful situations, like finding the potential dead body of an star alien.
The fact that that last part is needed in the first place is probably an indication that Saiduq is not all right in his head, or has a startling lack of self-preservation instinct, but hey. He's apparently smart enough to come up with a contingency plan for this stunt he's going to pull...without realizing how astonishingly dumb his original plan is in the first place. ]
If I do not follow up on this message in 30 minutes, then please visit my place of residence as soon as possible. Consider this a repayment of some sorts.
Just as you staked yourself last time, so shall I.
[ And with that, his apartment address will be attached.
[Chibi looks over this text five times before he realizes that he's not hallucinating it, and it probably isn't a joke. It's not like he's not used to the idea of someone sacrificing themselves for a greater good, or to repay a debt; hell, he sacrificed his own life to pass on the throne...]
[But this person, particularly? Is Saiduq out of his-- Chibi remembers when he appeared directly in his apartment and considers that, yes, perhaps he is.]
Understood. [He sends this text, sets a reminder for 30 minutes later, and gets back to his work as best he can.]
[--He's absolutely unsurprised when the reminder rings, and he hasn't gotten a text back. Still, it sends a little bit of irritation and dread over his already-frazzled nerves; he has no idea what to expect, or why he's seemingly been picked to do clean-up. If it's something in his own home, what is it?]
[So he does not walk, nor run, but portals (it's quicker) to the apartment and gives the door handle a twist.]
[ A lock clicks, and the door opens without any resistance, as he was waiting for Chibi's arrival anyway.
It never sat well with him, the thought of having an organization he doesn't trust, monitoring and gathering information from him. Sharing a consciousness with his creator was one thing, as it was a two-way street that allowed him to also share information on Polaris, but the implants were a particularly 1-way street, and that street carried information to CERES, presumably.
Upon stepping into his apartment, Chibi will be greeted with an overwhelming amount of red and black furnishings, in case his own wardrobe didn't properly convey what his favored colors are. Red and black striped couches, dark red curtains, black tables, red carpet, the works. With this color scheme, it'd be easy to miss blood stains that blended into the surrounding colors...but he has no blood to bleed at the moment. His figurative mask has been torn off, his veil of having something similar to a human body lifted.
Saiduq's body is simply lying on the ground, his white curls thankfully obscuring the sockets he tore his eyes from, and his chest is apparently torn open, the edges of the shirt hole slightly singed, revealing...literal space. A small spherical purple crystal floats in the space, obviously broken with shards floating around. A small explosion of some sort from his core, which happened when he separated the implant from his eyes after taking the latter out.
Not one, but two eyeballs with no blood or veins connecting them to anything rest on the ground near his right hand, as if they were fake, plastic eyeballs plucked from a doll or a mechanism. (It's not too far from the truth, after all.)
The ocular implants themselves still lie in his left hand, a whole two of them, tiny, but certainly there.
He tried to be thorough, at least. It stands to reason that if implants were possibly in one eye, it could also be in the other. ]
[How... How very red. How very bloody, is what he's about to say, before he realizes it isn't blood; it's just all the textiles looking awfully like it. It's silent; Chibi steps into the room carefully as he can manage.]
[That said, he looks down and does, indeed, see a limp Saiduq. Perhaps the sight would be more distressing if there were blood, or organs, or anything but two glassy eyeballs and a gaping hole that seems to reveal... Space. Space, and galaxies (?!), and an exploded crystal not even the size of his fist floating around. The seat of Saiduq's consciousness, perhaps, in the way the brain is for a humanoid? Er... Well, a humanoid with organs?]
[Even more interesting are the electronics lying in his left hand - two, just big enough to fit into an eye, and looking terribly delicate. Ah, so these are the ocular implants! That delightful Flamine (or not?) tech that has been lurking in their bodies all this time, and Saiduq has paid the price for removing them. The price, apparently, is that some core within him has broken apart--]
[Alright, now that's interesting. See, Jason Todd's head had exploded; but without the related organs being in the head here, Saiduq's core had exploded. What in the Goddess' name is CERES keeping in there?? He almost reaches down to poke a finger into the gaping void of Saiduq's dead chest and search around, but then he considers that he may not get it back.]
[(He realizes he should be nauseated, but as it exists here, he's not feeling so much 'nauseated' as half-fascinated and half like he's been dumped into the uncanny valley. What in the actual fuck is happening?)]
[But if Saiduq staked his life on getting these implants out, and if he thought Chibi was the best person to handle them... He's going to have to take good care of them, isn't he. Ahh, two to play with, two to figure out these things' secrets--!]
Alright, then. [He says it quietly, like he's going to disturb the dead alien lying on the floor, and focuses energy into creating a portal back to his apartment. A few seconds later, he's carefully collecting the implants into two separate anti-static bags.]
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Date: 2016-03-02 04:54 am (UTC)1. (Relatively) trustworthy.
2. Able handle technology for the most part.
3. Relatively rational and calm in somewhat stressful situations, like finding the potential dead body of an star alien.
The fact that that last part is needed in the first place is probably an indication that Saiduq is not all right in his head, or has a startling lack of self-preservation instinct, but hey. He's apparently smart enough to come up with a contingency plan for this stunt he's going to pull...without realizing how astonishingly dumb his original plan is in the first place. ]
If I do not follow up on this message in 30 minutes, then please visit my place of residence as soon as possible. Consider this a repayment of some sorts.
Just as you staked yourself last time, so shall I.
[ And with that, his apartment address will be attached.
Not ominous at all. ]
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Date: 2016-03-02 09:46 pm (UTC)[Chibi looks over this text five times before he realizes that he's not hallucinating it, and it probably isn't a joke. It's not like he's not used to the idea of someone sacrificing themselves for a greater good, or to repay a debt; hell, he sacrificed his own life to pass on the throne...]
[But this person, particularly? Is Saiduq out of his-- Chibi remembers when he appeared directly in his apartment and considers that, yes, perhaps he is.]
Understood. [He sends this text, sets a reminder for 30 minutes later, and gets back to his work as best he can.]
[--He's absolutely unsurprised when the reminder rings, and he hasn't gotten a text back. Still, it sends a little bit of irritation and dread over his already-frazzled nerves; he has no idea what to expect, or why he's seemingly been picked to do clean-up. If it's something in his own home, what is it?]
[So he does not walk, nor run, but portals (it's quicker) to the apartment and gives the door handle a twist.]
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Date: 2016-03-03 06:55 am (UTC)It never sat well with him, the thought of having an organization he doesn't trust, monitoring and gathering information from him. Sharing a consciousness with his creator was one thing, as it was a two-way street that allowed him to also share information on Polaris, but the implants were a particularly 1-way street, and that street carried information to CERES, presumably.
Upon stepping into his apartment, Chibi will be greeted with an overwhelming amount of red and black furnishings, in case his own wardrobe didn't properly convey what his favored colors are. Red and black striped couches, dark red curtains, black tables, red carpet, the works. With this color scheme, it'd be easy to miss blood stains that blended into the surrounding colors...but he has no blood to bleed at the moment. His figurative mask has been torn off, his veil of having something similar to a human body lifted.
Saiduq's body is simply lying on the ground, his white curls thankfully obscuring the sockets he tore his eyes from, and his chest is apparently torn open, the edges of the shirt hole slightly singed, revealing...literal space. A small spherical purple crystal floats in the space, obviously broken with shards floating around. A small explosion of some sort from his core, which happened when he separated the implant from his eyes after taking the latter out.
Not one, but two eyeballs with no blood or veins connecting them to anything rest on the ground near his right hand, as if they were fake, plastic eyeballs plucked from a doll or a mechanism. (It's not too far from the truth, after all.)
The ocular implants themselves still lie in his left hand, a whole two of them, tiny, but certainly there.
He tried to be thorough, at least. It stands to reason that if implants were possibly in one eye, it could also be in the other. ]
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Date: 2016-03-03 08:43 pm (UTC)[That said, he looks down and does, indeed, see a limp Saiduq. Perhaps the sight would be more distressing if there were blood, or organs, or anything but two glassy eyeballs and a gaping hole that seems to reveal... Space. Space, and galaxies (?!), and an exploded crystal not even the size of his fist floating around. The seat of Saiduq's consciousness, perhaps, in the way the brain is for a humanoid? Er... Well, a humanoid with organs?]
[Even more interesting are the electronics lying in his left hand - two, just big enough to fit into an eye, and looking terribly delicate. Ah, so these are the ocular implants! That delightful Flamine (or not?) tech that has been lurking in their bodies all this time, and Saiduq has paid the price for removing them. The price, apparently, is that some core within him has broken apart--]
[Alright, now that's interesting. See, Jason Todd's head had exploded; but without the related organs being in the head here, Saiduq's core had exploded. What in the Goddess' name is CERES keeping in there?? He almost reaches down to poke a finger into the gaping void of Saiduq's dead chest and search around, but then he considers that he may not get it back.]
[(He realizes he should be nauseated, but as it exists here, he's not feeling so much 'nauseated' as half-fascinated and half like he's been dumped into the uncanny valley. What in the actual fuck is happening?)]
[But if Saiduq staked his life on getting these implants out, and if he thought Chibi was the best person to handle them... He's going to have to take good care of them, isn't he. Ahh, two to play with, two to figure out these things' secrets--!]
Alright, then. [He says it quietly, like he's going to disturb the dead alien lying on the floor, and focuses energy into creating a portal back to his apartment. A few seconds later, he's carefully collecting the implants into two separate anti-static bags.]