Eventually, if Alex was to take on the role of his personal mechanic for the less than legal endeavors Zasz often partook in, then she'd come to learn that he had quite the obsession, or rather a borderline fetish with implants and augmentation. Even more than his suit, he himself was a technical marvel. Numerous biological functions were carefully monitored and controlled, pace either expedited or halted entirely for optimal performance. That required circuit boards in the back of his skull, wires fed into brain tissue. Entire or partial organ replacement, his bones hardened through a process that wove titanium into the very structure of his skeleton; there was not even a description for the excruciating level of torment that treatment put him through. Needless to say he considered himself a work of art, and insisted that others feel the same. With how Alex was inspecting his armor with assumed fascination, he practically beamed with an unseen pride. Alex would get the opportunity to fully explore his enclosure, if she could improve it, then all the better. Beyond that, it was going to be so nice to not have to place his faith in back-alley surgeons to embed black market augments into him for quite the hefty fee. She may not have had any skill in mechanical to physical installation, but there would be ample days for her to be taught.
Her mood improved significantly with a plate of food for her to ravish at with gleaming eyes, this was the right choice by far, even if it had been an inconvenience. Her attention was amply split between analyzing just what he was made of, and stuffing down one bite after another. "I assure you, I am quite alive beneath this exterior, but it would become somewhat complicated to explain exactly where the suit ended and I begin." A vague statement followed by a shrug of his shoulders to show off interlocking plates that allowed for complex movements, but not providing too much of a window to strike at the more vulnerable mechanisms under the surface. These were questions he loved to provide answers to. An inquisitive mind like hers was always welcome, as long as thoughts did not stray far from where they were located. "I have a thermal, motion, auditory sensors built into the visor underneath the outer layer. I can see you just fine as well visually with two optical cameras that feed into my display." Her determined attitude in regards to urgently fixing up his craft was met with a mute response, not sure how to meet her eager desire. While he did want Alex to repair any an all issues she came across, especially the ones he himself gave up freely, she was of course going to wander. Unless he was to constantly shadow her wherever she went it was unavoidable that the freckled femme would discover his enclosures, and if he were to do just that it would arouse all the more suspicion.
This was a tough bind to be in without resorting to less than desirable methods.
Zasz had not expected the red head to be flung from her position to the floor in such a violent manner, as he'd never come close to such an outcome in all of the jumps he'd made. Thinking on it though, he did have a means to prevent his body locked in place, while she was simply as he saw her, fragile and in dire need of recovery. In hindsight, he probably should have known better, even attempted to keep her from ending up face down on the cold metallic panels at their feet. "Are you okay...no, probably not." Correcting himself mid-sentence, Zasz released the magnetic clamps holding his boots firm with audible hum of micro-generators dying down. Returning his winter coat to cover up his torso he'd step around the counter to find Alex seemingly crippled yet again. There was no stopping the man from giving a shake of that helm of his. Rescuing the poor thing was off to a bit of a rough start, that was for sure. This all had purpose though, he was to save Alex, garner unwarranted trust, and use her potential skills for his own benefit. Surely there was some boon on her end as well, but Zasz couldn't say for certain what that might be at this point in time.
He wouldn't ask for her permission before taking a knee before her crumpled figure. The slaver had seen the scars before, but now with an even more exposed view through tattered rags that barely constituted as clothing they were all the more laid bare. Whether he wanted to or not they'd be burned into an eidetic memory to fuel a revenge that he had no real part in fulfilling. As graceful as a man his stature could, he'd slip thick gauntlets under her chest and waist, hoisting the girl into his arms as he did when she'd been unconscious prior. "I can give you something for the pain, if you want that is. Maybe you're a masochist, I couldn't say." A dry laugh, even behind the mask at his own joke, poorly timed and awful in every way. Honestly, Zasz was never known for a decent sense of humor. Hell, he wasn't even positive she was coherent enough for a reply. Rising to his full height, he'd roll her in his grasp so that she had her front to his own, then he'd carry on down towards the hall he'd motioned at moments before.
Lights overhead flickered with a fluorescent glow as he passed under, and the door he'd mentioned would slide open with a press to the pad with an awkwardly outstretched finger considering Alex was still held securely against him. Inside was a living unit of sorts, completely barren of arrangements apart from a bland rug to cover the steel flooring. That was until a switch was flicked on. Like the storage units for the ingredients in the kitchen, panels from the wall opened up to allow basic furniture to decorate the room. It was still rather small, and now cramped, but it would serve its use, and was at least clean from his own disuses. Beyond one more closed entrance would be an individual cleanser facility; what it entailed he wasn't certain as it never saw use from the captain.
Alex would be set down upon the wool blanket of the bed, not sure what to do with her at the moment. Could he even believe in her ability to wash up without injuring herself further? "You can rest here for a spell if you want, or rinse off what must be an awful build up of filth." Pausing momentarily he pondered whether or not to stay. "Do you need assistance in that? I'd rather not have you collapsing for a fifth time." Yes, Zasz was keeping count: out of the ship, in the shaft, off of the couch, and out of her seat. This was likely condescending, but as she was under his care technically, he didn't see her as having much space to argue.
Her mood improved significantly with a plate of food for her to ravish at with gleaming eyes, this was the right choice by far, even if it had been an inconvenience. Her attention was amply split between analyzing just what he was made of, and stuffing down one bite after another. "I assure you, I am quite alive beneath this exterior, but it would become somewhat complicated to explain exactly where the suit ended and I begin." A vague statement followed by a shrug of his shoulders to show off interlocking plates that allowed for complex movements, but not providing too much of a window to strike at the more vulnerable mechanisms under the surface. These were questions he loved to provide answers to. An inquisitive mind like hers was always welcome, as long as thoughts did not stray far from where they were located. "I have a thermal, motion, auditory sensors built into the visor underneath the outer layer. I can see you just fine as well visually with two optical cameras that feed into my display." Her determined attitude in regards to urgently fixing up his craft was met with a mute response, not sure how to meet her eager desire. While he did want Alex to repair any an all issues she came across, especially the ones he himself gave up freely, she was of course going to wander. Unless he was to constantly shadow her wherever she went it was unavoidable that the freckled femme would discover his enclosures, and if he were to do just that it would arouse all the more suspicion.
This was a tough bind to be in without resorting to less than desirable methods.
Zasz had not expected the red head to be flung from her position to the floor in such a violent manner, as he'd never come close to such an outcome in all of the jumps he'd made. Thinking on it though, he did have a means to prevent his body locked in place, while she was simply as he saw her, fragile and in dire need of recovery. In hindsight, he probably should have known better, even attempted to keep her from ending up face down on the cold metallic panels at their feet. "Are you okay...no, probably not." Correcting himself mid-sentence, Zasz released the magnetic clamps holding his boots firm with audible hum of micro-generators dying down. Returning his winter coat to cover up his torso he'd step around the counter to find Alex seemingly crippled yet again. There was no stopping the man from giving a shake of that helm of his. Rescuing the poor thing was off to a bit of a rough start, that was for sure. This all had purpose though, he was to save Alex, garner unwarranted trust, and use her potential skills for his own benefit. Surely there was some boon on her end as well, but Zasz couldn't say for certain what that might be at this point in time.
He wouldn't ask for her permission before taking a knee before her crumpled figure. The slaver had seen the scars before, but now with an even more exposed view through tattered rags that barely constituted as clothing they were all the more laid bare. Whether he wanted to or not they'd be burned into an eidetic memory to fuel a revenge that he had no real part in fulfilling. As graceful as a man his stature could, he'd slip thick gauntlets under her chest and waist, hoisting the girl into his arms as he did when she'd been unconscious prior. "I can give you something for the pain, if you want that is. Maybe you're a masochist, I couldn't say." A dry laugh, even behind the mask at his own joke, poorly timed and awful in every way. Honestly, Zasz was never known for a decent sense of humor. Hell, he wasn't even positive she was coherent enough for a reply. Rising to his full height, he'd roll her in his grasp so that she had her front to his own, then he'd carry on down towards the hall he'd motioned at moments before.
Lights overhead flickered with a fluorescent glow as he passed under, and the door he'd mentioned would slide open with a press to the pad with an awkwardly outstretched finger considering Alex was still held securely against him. Inside was a living unit of sorts, completely barren of arrangements apart from a bland rug to cover the steel flooring. That was until a switch was flicked on. Like the storage units for the ingredients in the kitchen, panels from the wall opened up to allow basic furniture to decorate the room. It was still rather small, and now cramped, but it would serve its use, and was at least clean from his own disuses. Beyond one more closed entrance would be an individual cleanser facility; what it entailed he wasn't certain as it never saw use from the captain.
Alex would be set down upon the wool blanket of the bed, not sure what to do with her at the moment. Could he even believe in her ability to wash up without injuring herself further? "You can rest here for a spell if you want, or rinse off what must be an awful build up of filth." Pausing momentarily he pondered whether or not to stay. "Do you need assistance in that? I'd rather not have you collapsing for a fifth time." Yes, Zasz was keeping count: out of the ship, in the shaft, off of the couch, and out of her seat. This was likely condescending, but as she was under his care technically, he didn't see her as having much space to argue.
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