#viktorvector

- Vik has a full medical license but likes being a ripper for the technical aspect. He volunteers his regular doctor services in disadvantaged places of Night City, which means he moves around with relative ease, even in Pacifica. Likes to get paid in chicken.

-Vik was in Trauma Team long enough to get his medical degree. Has PTSD from his time there and hates guns.

-Vik has taken enough hits to the head that he has slight Parkinsonism and suffers from migraines. He says his exoglove is for precision, but really he wouldn’t be able to do surgery safely without it, since he’s left-handed.

-Vik met Jackie when he was younger and taught him to box. Had no romantic interest in him until he filled out and became the unit he is now (JACKIE LIVES IN MY HEAD SHUT UP). Has resisted pursuing it because he takes his professionalism seriously. After the heist, once Jackie becomes king of the Afterlife, he doesn’t see Vik as much as a patient, and their relationship blossoms from their status as best friends.

-Once Jackie recovered from his Heist injuries, he moved in with Vik (who has a modest but nice apartment) while he decided what to do next. He spent a lot of his take putting his mom in a safer, nicer place. Having achieved what he wanted for his family, he feels comfortable moving on in his own life.

-Vik keeps Jackie safe and eventually semi-retires. Jackie still runs ops at the Afterlife but begins exploring his artistic talents, which helps him work through the realities of his difficult past life. He eventually opens an auto/body shop that he and Vik tinker in together. Vik knows old cars and Jackie can work his way around the newer stuff.

-Vik: Verse top Jackie: Verse bottom

-Mama Welles approves of their relationship because she knows how important Vik has been to Jackie and knows he’ll keep him safe and healthy

-Misty sensed the chemistry between Vik and Jackie and broke up with Jackie so he wouldn’t feel guilty for pursuing Vik. They’re all still great friends.

-Vik has a daughter in her early 20s named Layla from a previous relationship with a woman. The relationship didn’t work out but they’re still friends and great coparents. While Vik taught her book smarts etc., Jackie taught her street smarts. She sees them both as “dads,” and calls Vik Papa and Jackie Dad once they get together.

-Vik is of Spanish origin, specifically an undecided autonomous area in the mountains. Jackie likes when he speaks his “fancy” Spanish, thinks it’s sexy. Vik is sometimes confused by Mexican Spanish.

-Vik moves them both and mama Welles to the upper Midwest, and they have a homestead/farm. Jackie is ecstatic about animals because he never had pets, and Vik lets him do whatever he wants in that regard.

-Vik eventually gets a very tricky neurosurgery to repair the damage to his brain, and Jackie gets a CNA license to help him through it. He eventually gets a nursing degree and helps Vik at the little part time clinic he opened in the town they settled in. Vik does a combo of regular medicine and cyberware, and has a non-profit that fits kids with disabilities with cyberware and replaces them with new ones as they grow.

First round. Men version. CHOOSE YOUR (Simping) DESTINY!!!

Them bachelors... ❤️

Jinguji is officially a hunting ground, now.

Night City Calling | Viktor Vektor II

A new China-exclusive video just posted by CDPR official! (Not 100% sure, but I haven’t found any evidence to the contrary so far.) Come check it out!

@viktorvector​     ━━━━━    ❛  something tells me that wasn’t a mistake. ❛ 

Flexing   the   fingers   on   his   left   hand,   Takemura's   bloody   knuckles   pop   as   he   drops   the   unconscious   man   to   the   dirty   alley   floor.   Optics   flare   like   a   predator's   gaze   in   the   dark   as   the   former   bodyguard   picks   the   doctor   out   among   the   thick   shadows.   Flecks   of   gore   stain   what   was   once   a   pristine   white   shirt   pulled   open   at   the   neckline,   allowing   the   dizzying   myriad   of   neon   from   the   main   street   to   catch   the   cybernetics   disappearing   behind   the   collar.   Cocking   his   head   slightly   as   those   red   eyes   dull   to   an   ember   in   the   near   dark,   Takemura's   outline   is   chiseled   out   of   the   darkness   as   he   glances   down   at   his   fist.

Picking   a   tooth   out   of   the   groove   of   his   knuckle,   the   bodyguard   flicks   it   onto   the   wheezing   man,   red   frothing   from   the   corner   of   his   lips   as   he   lays   in   the   gutter.   He'd   been   following   Takemura   the   better   part   of   the   evening,   deciding   to   jump   him   here   in   this   alleyway   stinking   dully   of   urine   and   back   alley   chems.   

❛   He   tripped.   ❛   The   bodyguard   murmurs,   gaze   sliding   smoothly   back   to   Viktor   as   he   steps   forward.   Injuries   already   forgotten   and   fury   reigned   firmly   back   into   check,   Takemura   pauses   shoulder   to   shoulder   with   Viktor,   addressing   him   with   a   sidelong   glance.