[He offers a nod instead of a handshake, continuing on towards the workshop. It isn't far, and when they arrive he does another little juggling of crutch and package in order to open the door for Boothill. Inside is organized chaos, worktables covered in blueprints and half-finished projects, tools and gear covering the shelves, notes scrawled across multiple blackboards.]
I'm Summoned, yes. [Which means Boothill is safe here. And modifications gets his attention, certainly.] What sort of modifications? Cybernetics? Prosthetics?
[Viktor has moved towards what is ostensibly his desk, setting down the package and starting to shuck off his outdoor gear--his windbreaking jacket, the goggles around his neck.]
no subject
[He offers a nod instead of a handshake, continuing on towards the workshop. It isn't far, and when they arrive he does another little juggling of crutch and package in order to open the door for Boothill. Inside is organized chaos, worktables covered in blueprints and half-finished projects, tools and gear covering the shelves, notes scrawled across multiple blackboards.]
I'm Summoned, yes. [Which means Boothill is safe here. And modifications gets his attention, certainly.] What sort of modifications? Cybernetics? Prosthetics?
[Viktor has moved towards what is ostensibly his desk, setting down the package and starting to shuck off his outdoor gear--his windbreaking jacket, the goggles around his neck.]