[HERE THEY ARE IN HELL'S SMALLER, FREAKIER HELL, a.k.a. Reliver HQ. Luke will come along as promised, assuming he is once again here to make sure nobody explodes or perma-dies or whatever, even though all he really did last time was judge Dahut from afar. It's fine.
Once more, he'll stand close by but out of the way. TRULY IT'S A BOLD CHOICE to allow a nosy-ass detective in here, but Luke thinks Dahut would get mad at him if he suggested taking advantage of this to snoop, so he will not... instead, he keeps his arms loosely crossed as he watches Dahut work.]
So it was that guy...
[Y'know, like Yves from Memshare
He glances at Dahut and snorts.]
I think he was born that way. It's the only explanation. [PLEASE.] ...But at least somebody told him what's been obvious from the start.
[Luke, who has also repeatedly told Scien that he doesn't view him as a god, thinks Yves from Memshare is valid in this, even though he has mixed thoughts on the rest.]
[INSTEAD OF JUDGING DAHUT FROM AFAR THIS TIME HE'S JUDGING SCIEN FROM UP CLOSE.
Damn though imagine the secrets they could unveil if Luke wasn't being babysat. Dahut glances at the screen and at the Yves, sighing.]
Oh, I'm sure you're right. No one becomes like Monsieur Scien! That just happens as an act of God.
[The other sky one that he doesn't believe in! Congrats on your terrible dramatic natural born personality, Scien. He does drop into something quiet after that, though.]
...Even though he really didn't like it, he understands why this was important. It's a little hard to see him come to these conclusions through something like this, though, even if he deserves to be dragged back down to the ground every now and then.
[Yeah!!! He does that all the time anyway it's fine.
But Luke reaches out, putting a hand on Dahut's shoulder and squeezing gently.]
He's okay. [A reminder, first--even if it's obvious, he thinks that sometimes it helps to hear things out loud.] Do you think he would have listened if it happened any other way?
[He knows Dahut's Scien fell in love but he doesn't know the details, so it's like... 20% a real question. Maybe 30%.]
He does seem to appreciate the reassurance, at least, reaching up to pat the hand at his shoulder while considering his answer.]
It's hard to say. In this case, in these circumstances, most likely not... He was already too far down the path he'd picked. It takes some really violent shaking to dislodge a stubborn guy at that point! But in different circumstances, I don't think it would have to be like this at all.
Well, I'll take your word for it. [Privately, he thinks a Scien "in different circumstances" would essentially be a completely different person, but he keeps that to himself. It doesn't matter much anyway, in the end; unless something TRULY bizarre happens, those branching possibilities won't intersect.
In the meantime, thinking back over what they saw--]
I didn't even know he could get that angry. [LIKE, PHYSICALLY.]
[This is very funny because [redacted], but Dahut will just leave the first part as-is for now so he can fucking roast Scien for his terrible burst of anger in the meantime.]
I've never seen him that angry before, either! Even when he had a functional set of emotions, "mad" wasn't something he was feeling at the time, clearly... At most, I've only ever seen him get very, very irritated? Which is also bad!
[OH TO EARN THE IRE OF GOD... Spooky.]
Of course it would be over something this stupid. Really, Monsieur Scien, you're something else... I'm guessing it didn't send him into a crash because it was pretty short-lived?
I think the most human thing a person can do is to get mad over being told they aren't an infallible god. [This is literally the plot of ff16 actually] Do you need to... check for damages, or anything? It's probably fine, right?
[Since he assumes it would've been an issue before now if it was going to be one at all]
You're right, you're right... No matter how god-like a person is, they're really only just a person in the end! Which is why it's so important that Monsieur Scien keeps this lesson.
[If only he could have fallen in love with his maid so it didn't have to be learned by having his ass kicked by a twink...]
But! It's fine, mm. I'll do a last check before I start the process. Let's finish this up and get him back out of there...
[I HATE DESCRIBING RELIVER PSEUDOSCIENCE SO HE JUST DOES THINGS BINGO BANGO IT'S MAGIC. Though he does pause for a few seconds seemingly after he's edited out the arm chop like he's considering something.]
—Mmm, o-kay! That should take care of things. Let's hope this goes well or we'll have to start over.
[JUST KILL SCIEN AND START FRESH. Anyway he'll eject, come back nerd.]
and this time the bitch does in fact have two arms. he yawns upon being ejected, like waking up from a pretty good nap.... using his new left arm to come up and obscure his mouth]
[Fussing... Cute. After setting the glass down, he crosses his arms over his chest.]
O-kay! [To Scien, and then:] That's the big one, but we really don't know anything about the long-term effects or even short-term ones on something like this, so we'll have to keep an eye out and make sure Monsieur Scien doesn't suddenly go-
[SOUND EFFECTS of a particularly gooey explosion.]
[sure he doesn't mind, he'll vaguely lean into luke's touch like a cat that wants pets
but then he'll drink his water]
If I do, just expect me back in four hours. [CARE MORE]
But I doubt my technology will be that faulty. There is nothing glaring in my memory, but I suppose that's half the point. I shouldn't be able to notice it that easily.
More or less! [MORE OR LESS WHAT.] But our environment and even our very selves are all technically suuuper unstable, so who knows what could happen if even the tiniest unexpected thing goes awry! [Explosions...] It'll likely be fine, though.
Editing people's memories are dangerous in general. We only create backups since messing with someone's mind can be too easily abused. I wouldn't develop this technology for use on anyone but myself.
[he'll actually probably dismantle the machine by monday]
[FINE... Scien can have his pets like the spoiled brat he is.]
I'm obligated to remind you both that you're ridiculous. [This is the real reason he's here during these experiments, someone needs to remind the Relivers that they're insane] But alright. We've got a little time before anything happens, and we can keep an eye on you throughout the day.
[
He kind of wishes he could also keep and use this technology for himself, but he does not say that because he isn't Viktor]
[Thanks for being one peanut's worth of intelligence smarter than Viktor.]
I don't think this is particularly ridiculous... [It's so ridiculous. Relivers are ridiculous. He glances at the machine for just a brief moment before turning his attention back to Scien.]
Any further instruction for now, then, or are we all ready to go watch someone die horribly?
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Once more, he'll stand close by but out of the way. TRULY IT'S A BOLD CHOICE to allow a nosy-ass detective in here, but Luke thinks Dahut would get mad at him if he suggested taking advantage of this to snoop, so he will not... instead, he keeps his arms loosely crossed as he watches Dahut work.]
So it was that guy...
[Y'know, like Yves from Memshare
He glances at Dahut and snorts.]
I think he was born that way. It's the only explanation. [PLEASE.] ...But at least somebody told him what's been obvious from the start.
[Luke, who has also repeatedly told Scien that he doesn't view him as a god, thinks Yves from Memshare is valid in this, even though he has mixed thoughts on the rest.]
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Damn though imagine the secrets they could unveil if Luke wasn't being babysat. Dahut glances at the screen and at the Yves, sighing.]
Oh, I'm sure you're right. No one becomes like Monsieur Scien! That just happens as an act of God.
[The other sky one that he doesn't believe in! Congrats on your terrible dramatic natural born personality, Scien. He does drop into something quiet after that, though.]
...Even though he really didn't like it, he understands why this was important. It's a little hard to see him come to these conclusions through something like this, though, even if he deserves to be dragged back down to the ground every now and then.
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But Luke reaches out, putting a hand on Dahut's shoulder and squeezing gently.]
He's okay. [A reminder, first--even if it's obvious, he thinks that sometimes it helps to hear things out loud.] Do you think he would have listened if it happened any other way?
[He knows Dahut's Scien fell in love but he doesn't know the details, so it's like... 20% a real question. Maybe 30%.]
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He does seem to appreciate the reassurance, at least, reaching up to pat the hand at his shoulder while considering his answer.]
It's hard to say. In this case, in these circumstances, most likely not... He was already too far down the path he'd picked. It takes some really violent shaking to dislodge a stubborn guy at that point! But in different circumstances, I don't think it would have to be like this at all.
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Well, I'll take your word for it. [Privately, he thinks a Scien "in different circumstances" would essentially be a completely different person, but he keeps that to himself. It doesn't matter much anyway, in the end; unless something TRULY bizarre happens, those branching possibilities won't intersect.
In the meantime, thinking back over what they saw--]
I didn't even know he could get that angry. [LIKE, PHYSICALLY.]
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I've never seen him that angry before, either! Even when he had a functional set of emotions, "mad" wasn't something he was feeling at the time, clearly... At most, I've only ever seen him get very, very irritated? Which is also bad!
[OH TO EARN THE IRE OF GOD... Spooky.]
Of course it would be over something this stupid. Really, Monsieur Scien, you're something else... I'm guessing it didn't send him into a crash because it was pretty short-lived?
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Luke can't help smiling a little, though.]
I think the most human thing a person can do is to get mad over being told they aren't an infallible god. [This is literally the plot of ff16 actually] Do you need to... check for damages, or anything? It's probably fine, right?
[Since he assumes it would've been an issue before now if it was going to be one at all]
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You're right, you're right... No matter how god-like a person is, they're really only just a person in the end! Which is why it's so important that Monsieur Scien keeps this lesson.
[If only he could have fallen in love with his maid so it didn't have to be learned by having his ass kicked by a twink...]
But! It's fine, mm. I'll do a last check before I start the process. Let's finish this up and get him back out of there...
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But he nods, and scoots back a little to let Dahut do his work. He does not joke about leaving Scien in the machine this time.]
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—Mmm, o-kay! That should take care of things. Let's hope this goes well or we'll have to start over.
[JUST KILL SCIEN AND START FRESH. Anyway he'll eject, come back nerd.]
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and this time the bitch does in fact have two arms. he yawns upon being ejected, like waking up from a pretty good nap.... using his new left arm to come up and obscure his mouth]
Dahut? Busybody?
[memory jumble after awakey....]
Ah, an experiment?
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It worked.
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Success! Yaaay, good work, good work!
[Before he scurries off to get Scien a glass of water in case he needs it.]
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but he glances over to the reliver machine and then nods]
Ah, memory editing... Fine, I won't ask too many questions for now to see how it stabilizes.
Report to me if anything is amiss.
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The main risk is just undoing the work, right? [Presumably, since it looked like Dahut left almost everything else intact.]
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O-kay! [To Scien, and then:] That's the big one, but we really don't know anything about the long-term effects or even short-term ones on something like this, so we'll have to keep an eye out and make sure Monsieur Scien doesn't suddenly go-
[SOUND EFFECTS of a particularly gooey explosion.]
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but then he'll drink his water]
If I do, just expect me back in four hours. [CARE MORE]
But I doubt my technology will be that faulty. There is nothing glaring in my memory, but I suppose that's half the point. I shouldn't be able to notice it that easily.
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This wasn't based on technology you had before...?
[Or does he just mean because they're currently Oops All Memory, which is fair and acceptable]
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More or less! [MORE OR LESS WHAT.] But our environment and even our very selves are all technically suuuper unstable, so who knows what could happen if even the tiniest unexpected thing goes awry! [Explosions...] It'll likely be fine, though.
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[he'll actually probably dismantle the machine by monday]
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I'm obligated to remind you both that you're ridiculous. [This is the real reason he's here during these experiments, someone needs to remind the Relivers that they're insane] But alright. We've got a little time before anything happens, and we can keep an eye on you throughout the day.
[
He kind of wishes he could also keep and use this technology for himself, but he does not say that because he isn't Viktor]
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I don't think this is particularly ridiculous... [It's so ridiculous. Relivers are ridiculous. He glances at the machine for just a brief moment before turning his attention back to Scien.]
Any further instruction for now, then, or are we all ready to go watch someone die horribly?
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Go ahead. I'll be there shortly, I'll just put all of this away.
[away in the lil closet... he can't just leave his reliver tech out when viktor is around]
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[And he will give one last hair ruffle before he heads out so that everyone can get jumpscared later, hilarious]
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We'll go with you just in case you have to field questions, so don't take too long!
[AWAAAY.]