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@itspronouncedtekkit
Hello!! I installed Tumblr on myself!!! :33
HIII :DD my name'z Techkit! I waz getting a lil bored around here,,, so I join social media!! My askbox is open for anybody and everybody, as long as ur nice!
I'm so happy to be here :>
ooc: all the old rp stuff down there from like september or so, ignore those, they were from an old rp chain that everyone left ^^ might be remade eventually, though.
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Is kitty petting time
*pat pat*
Oooo I’mma draw you so hard this artfight oooooo you better watch outttt
wutz an artfight o.o
haiii !! Uumum new frenz!! you lookz very interesting, polli.... whyz ur skin look like that ?! XP it remindz me of ! of an oil spill on the road ! it lookz very cool B) also can i try on ur mask !? i liek playin dress up too ! like with irene n vera ! u'll liek them.... they very nice !! speakin of my parentz, wherez yours ? i don't see them ! are u lost .....
@itspronouncedtekkit
W- Was?
Ähm... ich... meine Haut ist nicht... die gesündeste. Deshalb... sieht sie so aus.
Ich würde es vorziehen, wenn du die Maske nicht ausprobierst. Sie ist eklig und rostig, nicht sicher für ein Kind (ich nehme an, du bist ein Kind) wie dich.
Und... meine Eltern sind..., um das milde auszudrücken, sie sind... verstorben.
[ᴛᴇᴄʜᴋɪᴛ ᴏs ᴀᴜᴛᴏ-ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴ]
ok well it looks pretty !! it lookz a bit ... peely , tho ...
why can't i try it ? i don't get illnessez liek most peoplez so i should be fine !! as long as there isn't secretly a computer virus on it ... ;w;
... oh ... ok ... :<
Ja, sie schält sich oft. Meine Haut häutet sich wie die einer Schlange. Die ganze abgestorbene, abgelöste Haut ist extrem giftig. Ich benutze sie zum Brauen von Zaubertränken.
Mir wäre es einfach sehr viel lieber, wenn Sie es nicht probieren würden. Es ist... Es ist etwas Besonderes für mich.
Dieser Vorfall ereignete sich vor fast zehn Jahren. Ich denke nicht oft daran und bin auch nicht besonders davon betroffen.
oou... thas so cool that u can poison ppl with ur own skin !! it seemz very helpful ... mabye irene would want it cuz sometimes she says therez customers at her diner that she wantz to poison but "is illegal" or something...
come on , let me try it !! pls !! just for a few secondz !! ill gib it back right after , promise o.o
Sie will ihre Kunden vergiften...? Herrgott, das ist nicht in Ordnung. Und mit dieser Haut umzugehen ist nicht einfach. Jeder Körperkontakt ist tödlich. Gott sei Dank ist Link dagegen immun...
Es tut mir wirklich leid, aber ich kann es dir einfach nicht geben. Es wäre sicherer für... alle, wirklich. Wenn ich es dir nicht geben würde. Außerdem bin ich sehr unsicher. Mir gefällt nicht, wie ich darunter aussehe...
well, only the mean onez.... oh, like the one that pulled a gun on her !! that one waz crazy ....
hmpf ... ok ... i won't touch it ... cuz mama and mom taught me never to touch thingz without permissionz ! :3
Wie bitte? Was ist passiert? Warum hat jemand eine Waffe auf sie gerichtet?
Und ja, danke. Ich hatte Angst, du würdest mir einfach die Maske wegnehmen.
i dunno, she said she got some1 order wrong and he got rlly mad .... XP
i wasn't there 4 it tho ... so idk ...
haiii !! Uumum new frenz!! you lookz very interesting, polli.... whyz ur skin look like that ?! XP it remindz me of ! of an oil spill on the road ! it lookz very cool B) also can i try on ur mask !? i liek playin dress up too ! like with irene n vera ! u'll liek them.... they very nice !! speakin of my parentz, wherez yours ? i don't see them ! are u lost .....
@itspronouncedtekkit
W- Was?
Ähm... ich... meine Haut ist nicht... die gesündeste. Deshalb... sieht sie so aus.
Ich würde es vorziehen, wenn du die Maske nicht ausprobierst. Sie ist eklig und rostig, nicht sicher für ein Kind (ich nehme an, du bist ein Kind) wie dich.
Und... meine Eltern sind..., um das milde auszudrücken, sie sind... verstorben.
[ᴛᴇᴄʜᴋɪᴛ ᴏs ᴀᴜᴛᴏ-ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴ]
ok well it looks pretty !! it lookz a bit ... peely , tho ...
why can't i try it ? i don't get illnessez liek most peoplez so i should be fine !! as long as there isn't secretly a computer virus on it ... ;w;
... oh ... ok ... :<
Ja, sie schält sich oft. Meine Haut häutet sich wie die einer Schlange. Die ganze abgestorbene, abgelöste Haut ist extrem giftig. Ich benutze sie zum Brauen von Zaubertränken.
Mir wäre es einfach sehr viel lieber, wenn Sie es nicht probieren würden. Es ist... Es ist etwas Besonderes für mich.
Dieser Vorfall ereignete sich vor fast zehn Jahren. Ich denke nicht oft daran und bin auch nicht besonders davon betroffen.
oou... thas so cool that u can poison ppl with ur own skin !! it seemz very helpful ... mabye irene would want it cuz sometimes she says therez customers at her diner that she wantz to poison but "is illegal" or something...
come on , let me try it !! pls !! just for a few secondz !! ill gib it back right after , promise o.o
Sie will ihre Kunden vergiften...? Herrgott, das ist nicht in Ordnung. Und mit dieser Haut umzugehen ist nicht einfach. Jeder Körperkontakt ist tödlich. Gott sei Dank ist Link dagegen immun...
Es tut mir wirklich leid, aber ich kann es dir einfach nicht geben. Es wäre sicherer für... alle, wirklich. Wenn ich es dir nicht geben würde. Außerdem bin ich sehr unsicher. Mir gefällt nicht, wie ich darunter aussehe...
well, only the mean onez.... oh, like the one that pulled a gun on her !! that one waz crazy ....
hmpf ... ok ... i won't touch it ... cuz mama and mom taught me never to touch thingz without permissionz ! :3
haiii !! Uumum new frenz!! you lookz very interesting, polli.... whyz ur skin look like that ?! XP it remindz me of ! of an oil spill on the road ! it lookz very cool B) also can i try on ur mask !? i liek playin dress up too ! like with irene n vera ! u'll liek them.... they very nice !! speakin of my parentz, wherez yours ? i don't see them ! are u lost .....
@itspronouncedtekkit
W- Was?
Ähm... ich... meine Haut ist nicht... die gesündeste. Deshalb... sieht sie so aus.
Ich würde es vorziehen, wenn du die Maske nicht ausprobierst. Sie ist eklig und rostig, nicht sicher für ein Kind (ich nehme an, du bist ein Kind) wie dich.
Und... meine Eltern sind..., um das milde auszudrücken, sie sind... verstorben.
[ᴛᴇᴄʜᴋɪᴛ ᴏs ᴀᴜᴛᴏ-ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴ]
ok well it looks pretty !! it lookz a bit ... peely , tho ...
why can't i try it ? i don't get illnessez liek most peoplez so i should be fine !! as long as there isn't secretly a computer virus on it ... ;w;
... oh ... ok ... :<
Ja, sie schält sich oft. Meine Haut häutet sich wie die einer Schlange. Die ganze abgestorbene, abgelöste Haut ist extrem giftig. Ich benutze sie zum Brauen von Zaubertränken.
Mir wäre es einfach sehr viel lieber, wenn Sie es nicht probieren würden. Es ist... Es ist etwas Besonderes für mich.
Dieser Vorfall ereignete sich vor fast zehn Jahren. Ich denke nicht oft daran und bin auch nicht besonders davon betroffen.
oou... thas so cool that u can poison ppl with ur own skin !! it seemz very helpful ... mabye irene would want it cuz sometimes she says therez customers at her diner that she wantz to poison but "is illegal" or something...
come on , let me try it !! pls !! just for a few secondz !! ill gib it back right after , promise o.o
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haiii !! Uumum new frenz!! you lookz very interesting, polli.... whyz ur skin look like that ?! XP it remindz me of ! of an oil spill on the road ! it lookz very cool B) also can i try on ur mask !? i liek playin dress up too ! like with irene n vera ! u'll liek them.... they very nice !! speakin of my parentz, wherez yours ? i don't see them ! are u lost .....
@itspronouncedtekkit
W- Was?
Ähm... ich... meine Haut ist nicht... die gesündeste. Deshalb... sieht sie so aus.
Ich würde es vorziehen, wenn du die Maske nicht ausprobierst. Sie ist eklig und rostig, nicht sicher für ein Kind (ich nehme an, du bist ein Kind) wie dich.
Und... meine Eltern sind..., um das milde auszudrücken, sie sind... verstorben.
[ᴛᴇᴄʜᴋɪᴛ ᴏs ᴀᴜᴛᴏ-ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢᴇʀᴍᴀɴ]
ok well it looks pretty !! it lookz a bit ... peely , tho ...
why can't i try it ? i don't get illnessez liek most peoplez so i should be fine !! as long as there isn't secretly a computer virus on it ... ;w;
... oh ... ok ... :<
I DIDNT KNOW YOU HAD A TOYHOUSE FOR TECHKIT!!! anyway I got cursed, enjoy
THE BABY OG MY GODH.....,.. THE HER....
i is not good at the arted... but i try....
techy kitty... tech that is cat...
and smoko tech feline...
TRCHY !! TECHY BABY!! THE FUCKING BABY !!!
and oh my god yeah she needs the smoko
I really love your lbp oc so here's the techkit fanart for you! :D
AWW TECHKIT BABY!! eyes so huge eyes so silly... i like the shiny effect on the outline :3
little request for you !! im sure you remember Techkit from ye olden times (more than a few months ago)...... Could you perhaps draw her please :3c
https://toyhou.se/32358324.techkit
there should be a few references there i think...
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Opinions on eating raw cookie dough. Go.
well, i can't rlly give a gud answer cuz i can't eat thingz ,,, im sorry !!
Hi baby small thing precious love
Whatcha doin?
just hangin out ^^ maybe ill draw a lil .....
Techkit commission for @heartz4moth !
I'm not particularly into LBP anymore but I had fun with the sketch + colour com nothing less!
If you're interested in commissioning me, check my intro post. It's linked there ;]
some1 deleted my account last night but im back !! :3
The sounds of clawing and scratching were occasionally heard from certain parts of the labs, particularly the work-in-progress areas...
While Irene hadn't heard a thing, in fact she was busy helping Gustavo with a few things and occasionally checking up on Techkit, perhaps the little console cat would've heard the abnormal sounds by now...?
Techkit glanced up from her crayon doodle, putting down the pink crayon she'd been clutching in her paw. She'd been hearing the odd noises for a few minutes, now, but at first she assumed it was just something Irene and Gustavo were working on. But after Irene came and checked on her, and the sounds only continued, she got suspicious.
Pushing herself off her bedroom floor with a small grunt, she decided to go check it out. After all, if it was something dangerous, Irene could get hurt! So, Techkit just had to go investigate. What was the worst that could happen?
It'z prolly just the labz settlin or something ,, Techkit thought to herself, her systems honing in on the source of the noise. That can happen still, right ?
Passing down a hallway, the noises only got louder. It was coming from two haphazardly boarded-up windows at the end of a hall, specifically near the cryostorage rooms.
Techkit cautiously padded forward, her tail flicking back and forth in anticipation of something. She didn't know exactly what, but she felt as though she should turn back and get Irene instead...
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When Irene had finally found Techkit, laying on her stomach in the now-red snow, the owls had already found her first. They took flight as soon as they'd been spotted, fluttering up to the railings above and leaving the robot behind, several bloodstained bits of Techkit in their talons and beaks.
The group of birds had dug through Techkit's stomach (or at least where one would've been) and pulled at several wires and boards to retrieve for their nests. Techkit's screen had a large gash through the left side, covered in snow and blood with once-meticulously organized wiring poking through.
Techkit was, of course, entirely still. Irene could only hope that she'd already been offline by the time she was ripped open so haphazardly by the owls.
// ooc: techkit bleeds. This is Important (probably)
Irene first noticed Techkit laying in the snow, frightened, but that fear and shock was further induced by how gruesome the scene truly was. She felt sick, her body nearly failing at the mere sight of the robotic carcass. Her vision became blurry as she trembled, staring between the owls and taking note of every little thing with them. She was afraid and enraged simultaneously. Unfortunately, she could no longer keep calm, and a rage attack was finally cued.
Irene let out a blood-curdling scream. She was fuming and blinded by anger, ripping off a piece of Techkit's monitor and running after one of the preoccupied owls, gripping its leg and driving the chunk of sharp material into its body, slashing at and wounding the bird's wings. Knowing it could no longer fly, she began to stomp on it. One, two, three, four... Several more stomps into the poor night-bird before she finally stepped back.
Admittedly, she felt slight regret, but turned to Techkit, more upset at how she tore part of her just to stab the damn bird. Irene was unable to control her emotions, spontaneously sobbing but finally focusing on getting Techkit's remains to another place....
As soon as Techkit's body was jostled by Irene picking her up, her speakers emitted a very low buzzing, akin to an N64 having its cartridge tilted. Something crackled inside her monitor a few times, making a very suspicious fizzling noise inside that did not sound good.
And then, the buzzing got extremely high-pitched and glitchy. Like screaming.
Techkit still did not move, but her speakers were very audibly protesting everything.
Oh good lord; the sudden sounds didn't help Irene's state. Her anger and fear getting mixed with her misophonia only caused her to panic more somehow.
Similar to what she'd do with a live bomb, she dropped Techkit and backed away, not knowing why those sounds were occurring.
"What thuh 'ell?"
The glitching sounds she'd been making progressively started sounding eerily like screams. And again, her busted monitor crackled, especially with the addition of more snow on it.
Techkit's limbs jerked painfully once, the sounds only getting worse.
Would Gustavo even be able to fix her at this point?...
Well she wasn't getting attacked, so she wasn't just gonna bash her head in like she did with the owl...
...Although she was quite afraid. Technology was a foreign thing to her; she knew it existed but could never figure out how to tinker with a computer, she barely even knows how to use her phone!
But she knew Gustavo was always a helpful little lad, truly Manglewood's kindest soul... She was near the labs anyways, so she picked up Techkit and slumped her over her shoulder, practically running with the little computer. Her thoughts slowly overpowered the obnoxious screaming sounds, solely focused on getting her daughter repaired...
After being picked up, Techkit's noises died down slightly. Irene couldn't tell if she was actually all there or not right now, as Techkit hadn't actually spoken. Whether she could right now or not was a different question.
Since Techkit had fallen relatively close to the Manglewood lift, the two didn't have to stay out in the cold for long. The owls continued to watch them along the way, however, eyeing the dying robot slung over Irene's shoulder like vultures.
Taking the short and unkempt paved path to the laboratories (one of the only actually paved sidewalks in Manglewood, actually!), Irene unlocked the main door of the laboratories by pressing Techkit's paw against a biometric sensor outside. It opened with an uncomfortable metallic noise, into the main foyer.
As expansive as the research labs were, it was relatively easy to find the basement. Gustavo was already ascending the stairs, as he'd heard something open the main doors.
"Who is-" He began, cutting off when he'd seen Irene and Techkit. "What has happened to Techkit?... Irene, what happened?" He stepped forward, gently taking Techkit from Irene's hands and looking her over.
She slowly placed Techkit onto a nearby table, looking towards Gustavo with a very mixed expression, which was anything but happy.
"She was gunna come 'n help take ya tuh Vera's studio, that's where a bunch of us are at right now, a-and Felicia's been missin' ya, b- but thuh owls got Techy... If it weren't fer an automated message on 'er social media profile, I don't think I-I would've even got 'er." She felt sick, thinking that she could've just left Techkit out there. Then she remembered the broken piece of her monitor, hoping Gustavo wouldn't question that particular part. After all, she felt terrible for it.
"...B- Before we go back tuh thuh Ziggurat, d-do ya think ya can... fix her?"
Gustavo looked at all of the damage Techkit had sustained, his hand to his chin. "I believe so. Most of her, that is, since she's half organic, you know?" He gestured to Techkit's chest, which was still trickling a small amount of blood. He dropped that fact like it was nothing, as if Irene already knew it. "This isn't the worst condition I've had to fix her up in, believe me..."
He turned to Irene, pointing down a long corridor. "Fetch me a first aid kit from the first room on the right, I'll start working on her wires." He said quickly, heading down the stairs into the basement to grab tools and parts he'd need. Thankfully, the laboratories had a lot of spare parts that were compatible with Techkit lying around.
She felt... relieved, to say the least. He seemed positive he could sort of fix her, which was enough for her. Confidence sprang back into her.
Upon Gustavo's instructions, Irene nodded and quickly rushed down the corridor and retrieved the first aid kit as told, then headed back to the table Techkit was laid on.
She grabbed Techkit's paw, her dial eyes tilting in worry. "...Yer gonna be okay, sweetie." She mumbled, massaging her metacarpal pad with her thumb. She was doubtful that Techkit could actually hear her.
Gustavo spent time resoldering and replacing torn wires, seemingly unbothered by the amount of blood he was getting on his hands. He let Irene stay by Techkit's side as he did so, knowing that it would comfort the woman, even if only slightly.
He wasn't able to fix the gash taken out of Techkit's screen, however, since the laboratories didn't have any replacement glass that wasn't already broken or defaced. Instead, after replacing all of the wires in her monitor (and making sure that it wouldn't be a fire hazard later on when Techkit attempted to boot up), he ended up wrapping a bandage tightly over it.
Stepping back a moment and making sure he'd done everything correctly, he looked at Irene. "That should be it. I tried to fix as much as I could, but her microphone might not be as good as it used to." He clicked a switch on the back of Techkit's neck, and her speakers blipped as they came online. Her screen display was a bit fuzzy, but her expression was still slightly discernible. Techkit glanced around confusedly, and stopped when she saw Irene, her paw in Irene's hand.
"...Mama?..." She quietly mumbled, her tail twitching.
She was thrown off by being called that, but her shocked expression softened, caressing Techkit's paw.
"Hey, are ya feelin' okay...? Thuh owls got ya pretty bad..." Internally, she was thrilled that Techkit was alive. In fact, she probably would've cried if she wasn't holding it back, though by her voice, it was obvious she was sort of cracking.
"Am I... huh?..." Techkit tilted her head slightly, at least as much as her injuries would allow. Her digital eyes (or eye, now, with the other covered by the bandages) narrowed in confusion, looking up at Irene. Her hearing was extremely muddled, and she was barely able to make out what Irene said to her.
"Are ya feelin' okay?" She repeated, getting closer to Techkit's face. "Gosh, ya poor thang... I-I wish I could hug ya, but I... don't think you're alright 'nough fer that."
Irene spoke in a soft tone, something she's rarely done with other people. Usually she was loud, she always made herself heard. But in this moment, she was quite the opposite.
"I think I'm fine..." Techkit mumbled, looking behind Irene, then back at her. "You just sound really glitchy..."
Despite her injuries, Techkit outstretched her paws (albeit with a wince of pain) towards Irene. "I want a hug! I'm alright enough to be hugged!" Her tail tapped excitedly against the table as she tried to sit up, though she fell onto her back after a few moments.
"Okay, okay! Just don't hurtcha'self!" Irene exclaimed in a playful tone as she gently hugged Techkit, slowly leaning into her neck.
"...I'm just glad yer not dead... I was so scared...."
"I'm sorry for scaring you... I just didn't want Felicia to go out by herself! I had to!" Techkit wrapped her paws around Irene, half-laying on the table still. "Cuz... Y'know, she had a way lower chance of surviving out there than I did..."
"Right... Hopefully she's okay, too... Her uh- posts seemed kinda- not okay." She sighed, looking between Gustavo and Techkit. "I dunno how long yer gonna need tuh recover fer... I assume we're gonna be here a while."
Techkit let go of Irene, trying to prop herself up on her arms so she could talk without irritating her fresh bandages. "I've healed real quickly from a lot worse! We prolly won't have to be here for that long, I think... But if we do, there's a buncha living spaces here! Like... The basement, or the testing rooms, though those are still a bit bloody..." Her tail went right back to tap-tap-tapping as she thought.
"Either way, this place is really safe, especially after what Gustavo and I have done to it!" Her speakers purred, sounding quite proud of herself. "I like my bedroom the most, though... Cuz it's all pink and pretty!" She tried to get up off the metal table, but yelped quietly in pain as she disturbed her chest wound. "Ow..."
"Well don't move too much, hun!" She exclaimed, worried as Techkit tried to get up. She looked at Gustavo, then back at Techkit, then back at Gus again.
"...Would it be fine if I take 'er to 'er room? Ah think recoverin' 'n there would be more uh- cozy..."
"Oh, of course!" Gustavo answered, nodding. "I believe her room is all the way down that hall there." He pointed down the left hall. "Hard to miss."
Techkit, meanwhile, let Irene scoop her up. Irene could feel her systems softly purr against her chest as she walked, Techkit pressing herself against Irene.
Sure enough, the left door down the hall was covered in old 2000's anime stickers and several poorly-drawn crayon sketches of just Techkit. Inside looked like she'd mostly just moved a sort of uncomfortable looking cot into a testing room, though there was colorful, childlike decor all around the room. There were cartoon posters and more crayon drawings (also, all only of Techkit) taped on the walls, and a (slightly muted gray and dusty) pastel rainbow, fuzzy rug in the center.
When Irene had finally found Techkit, laying on her stomach in the now-red snow, the owls had already found her first. They took flight as soon as they'd been spotted, fluttering up to the railings above and leaving the robot behind, several bloodstained bits of Techkit in their talons and beaks.
The group of birds had dug through Techkit's stomach (or at least where one would've been) and pulled at several wires and boards to retrieve for their nests. Techkit's screen had a large gash through the left side, covered in snow and blood with once-meticulously organized wiring poking through.
Techkit was, of course, entirely still. Irene could only hope that she'd already been offline by the time she was ripped open so haphazardly by the owls.
// ooc: techkit bleeds. This is Important (probably)
Irene first noticed Techkit laying in the snow, frightened, but that fear and shock was further induced by how gruesome the scene truly was. She felt sick, her body nearly failing at the mere sight of the robotic carcass. Her vision became blurry as she trembled, staring between the owls and taking note of every little thing with them. She was afraid and enraged simultaneously. Unfortunately, she could no longer keep calm, and a rage attack was finally cued.
Irene let out a blood-curdling scream. She was fuming and blinded by anger, ripping off a piece of Techkit's monitor and running after one of the preoccupied owls, gripping its leg and driving the chunk of sharp material into its body, slashing at and wounding the bird's wings. Knowing it could no longer fly, she began to stomp on it. One, two, three, four... Several more stomps into the poor night-bird before she finally stepped back.
Admittedly, she felt slight regret, but turned to Techkit, more upset at how she tore part of her just to stab the damn bird. Irene was unable to control her emotions, spontaneously sobbing but finally focusing on getting Techkit's remains to another place....
As soon as Techkit's body was jostled by Irene picking her up, her speakers emitted a very low buzzing, akin to an N64 having its cartridge tilted. Something crackled inside her monitor a few times, making a very suspicious fizzling noise inside that did not sound good.
And then, the buzzing got extremely high-pitched and glitchy. Like screaming.
Techkit still did not move, but her speakers were very audibly protesting everything.
Oh good lord; the sudden sounds didn't help Irene's state. Her anger and fear getting mixed with her misophonia only caused her to panic more somehow.
Similar to what she'd do with a live bomb, she dropped Techkit and backed away, not knowing why those sounds were occurring.
"What thuh 'ell?"
The glitching sounds she'd been making progressively started sounding eerily like screams. And again, her busted monitor crackled, especially with the addition of more snow on it.
Techkit's limbs jerked painfully once, the sounds only getting worse.
Would Gustavo even be able to fix her at this point?...
Well she wasn't getting attacked, so she wasn't just gonna bash her head in like she did with the owl...
...Although she was quite afraid. Technology was a foreign thing to her; she knew it existed but could never figure out how to tinker with a computer, she barely even knows how to use her phone!
But she knew Gustavo was always a helpful little lad, truly Manglewood's kindest soul... She was near the labs anyways, so she picked up Techkit and slumped her over her shoulder, practically running with the little computer. Her thoughts slowly overpowered the obnoxious screaming sounds, solely focused on getting her daughter repaired...
After being picked up, Techkit's noises died down slightly. Irene couldn't tell if she was actually all there or not right now, as Techkit hadn't actually spoken. Whether she could right now or not was a different question.
Since Techkit had fallen relatively close to the Manglewood lift, the two didn't have to stay out in the cold for long. The owls continued to watch them along the way, however, eyeing the dying robot slung over Irene's shoulder like vultures.
Taking the short and unkempt paved path to the laboratories (one of the only actually paved sidewalks in Manglewood, actually!), Irene unlocked the main door of the laboratories by pressing Techkit's paw against a biometric sensor outside. It opened with an uncomfortable metallic noise, into the main foyer.
As expansive as the research labs were, it was relatively easy to find the basement. Gustavo was already ascending the stairs, as he'd heard something open the main doors.
"Who is-" He began, cutting off when he'd seen Irene and Techkit. "What has happened to Techkit?... Irene, what happened?" He stepped forward, gently taking Techkit from Irene's hands and looking her over.
She slowly placed Techkit onto a nearby table, looking towards Gustavo with a very mixed expression, which was anything but happy.
"She was gunna come 'n help take ya tuh Vera's studio, that's where a bunch of us are at right now, a-and Felicia's been missin' ya, b- but thuh owls got Techy... If it weren't fer an automated message on 'er social media profile, I don't think I-I would've even got 'er." She felt sick, thinking that she could've just left Techkit out there. Then she remembered the broken piece of her monitor, hoping Gustavo wouldn't question that particular part. After all, she felt terrible for it.
"...B- Before we go back tuh thuh Ziggurat, d-do ya think ya can... fix her?"
Gustavo looked at all of the damage Techkit had sustained, his hand to his chin. "I believe so. Most of her, that is, since she's half organic, you know?" He gestured to Techkit's chest, which was still trickling a small amount of blood. He dropped that fact like it was nothing, as if Irene already knew it. "This isn't the worst condition I've had to fix her up in, believe me..."
He turned to Irene, pointing down a long corridor. "Fetch me a first aid kit from the first room on the right, I'll start working on her wires." He said quickly, heading down the stairs into the basement to grab tools and parts he'd need. Thankfully, the laboratories had a lot of spare parts that were compatible with Techkit lying around.
She felt... relieved, to say the least. He seemed positive he could sort of fix her, which was enough for her. Confidence sprang back into her.
Upon Gustavo's instructions, Irene nodded and quickly rushed down the corridor and retrieved the first aid kit as told, then headed back to the table Techkit was laid on.
She grabbed Techkit's paw, her dial eyes tilting in worry. "...Yer gonna be okay, sweetie." She mumbled, massaging her metacarpal pad with her thumb. She was doubtful that Techkit could actually hear her.
Gustavo spent time resoldering and replacing torn wires, seemingly unbothered by the amount of blood he was getting on his hands. He let Irene stay by Techkit's side as he did so, knowing that it would comfort the woman, even if only slightly.
He wasn't able to fix the gash taken out of Techkit's screen, however, since the laboratories didn't have any replacement glass that wasn't already broken or defaced. Instead, after replacing all of the wires in her monitor (and making sure that it wouldn't be a fire hazard later on when Techkit attempted to boot up), he ended up wrapping a bandage tightly over it.
Stepping back a moment and making sure he'd done everything correctly, he looked at Irene. "That should be it. I tried to fix as much as I could, but her microphone might not be as good as it used to." He clicked a switch on the back of Techkit's neck, and her speakers blipped as they came online. Her screen display was a bit fuzzy, but her expression was still slightly discernible. Techkit glanced around confusedly, and stopped when she saw Irene, her paw in Irene's hand.
"...Mama?..." She quietly mumbled, her tail twitching.
She was thrown off by being called that, but her shocked expression softened, caressing Techkit's paw.
"Hey, are ya feelin' okay...? Thuh owls got ya pretty bad..." Internally, she was thrilled that Techkit was alive. In fact, she probably would've cried if she wasn't holding it back, though by her voice, it was obvious she was sort of cracking.
"Am I... huh?..." Techkit tilted her head slightly, at least as much as her injuries would allow. Her digital eyes (or eye, now, with the other covered by the bandages) narrowed in confusion, looking up at Irene. Her hearing was extremely muddled, and she was barely able to make out what Irene said to her.
"Are ya feelin' okay?" She repeated, getting closer to Techkit's face. "Gosh, ya poor thang... I-I wish I could hug ya, but I... don't think you're alright 'nough fer that."
Irene spoke in a soft tone, something she's rarely done with other people. Usually she was loud, she always made herself heard. But in this moment, she was quite the opposite.
"I think I'm fine..." Techkit mumbled, looking behind Irene, then back at her. "You just sound really glitchy..."
Despite her injuries, Techkit outstretched her paws (albeit with a wince of pain) towards Irene. "I want a hug! I'm alright enough to be hugged!" Her tail tapped excitedly against the table as she tried to sit up, though she fell onto her back after a few moments.
"Okay, okay! Just don't hurtcha'self!" Irene exclaimed in a playful tone as she gently hugged Techkit, slowly leaning into her neck.
"...I'm just glad yer not dead... I was so scared...."
"I'm sorry for scaring you... I just didn't want Felicia to go out by herself! I had to!" Techkit wrapped her paws around Irene, half-laying on the table still. "Cuz... Y'know, she had a way lower chance of surviving out there than I did..."
"Right... Hopefully she's okay, too... Her uh- posts seemed kinda- not okay." She sighed, looking between Gustavo and Techkit. "I dunno how long yer gonna need tuh recover fer... I assume we're gonna be here a while."
Techkit let go of Irene, trying to prop herself up on her arms so she could talk without irritating her fresh bandages. "I've healed real quickly from a lot worse! We prolly won't have to be here for that long, I think... But if we do, there's a buncha living spaces here! Like... The basement, or the testing rooms, though those are still a bit bloody..." Her tail went right back to tap-tap-tapping as she thought.
"Either way, this place is really safe, especially after what Gustavo and I have done to it!" Her speakers purred, sounding quite proud of herself. "I like my bedroom the most, though... Cuz it's all pink and pretty!" She tried to get up off the metal table, but yelped quietly in pain as she disturbed her chest wound. "Ow..."
