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Who: Niko Bellic
When: Dated to after this. Nudity/violence warnings apply there. Forward dated to the 25th.
Where: around the Moira.
What: Niko is released from Med Bay being informed that the fix for his injuries has left him a little odd.
Warnings: Anything one Niko's permissions page might come up. Drug mentions from the outset.

Niko had felt pretty strange since leaving Med Bay. Actually that was an enormous understatement. He'd heard descriptions of how certain drug affects were before; as a smuggler, he had to know them and he'd been careful not to get near the stuff. He wouldn't put shit in his body he didn't know. He saw what addicts were like. But he still was warned and he still listened. At that moment his entire mind felt like it was exploding all the time and his head wouldn't stop spinning.

Right then, he was pretty sure he was high or the nearest equivalent.

Sometimes he would stop in the hallway and look around with the attention of a cat looking for invisible bugs to chase on the wall. Or in the cargo bay, he would climb the boxes in fast bursts to get to the top, throwing himself up practically a full eight feet at a time. Then every damn time he would look surprised with himself for having gotten up so quick to get whatever he was after, then would still ask for help getting down because he didn't want to risk the jump.

He wasn't really having a great adjustment period. Cúrre warned him of what was going to happen when he was treated. He knew it was coming. But fuck if he wasn't confused.

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Deacon calms a little. Whatever's got Niko weird, it's apparently not a threat. Deacon still can't see or hear anything unusual, either.

"God, I hope not. I know I'm getting older, creakier, slowing down, but I didn't think it'd hit in, like, one day."

"They told me that ah... they'd have to change some things. When they fixed me after the station. I got hurt pretty bad."

And whatever they fixed... supposedly there had been a reason. Maybe they over fixed it.

"What, like, implants? Optics enhancer, monocyte breeder, stuff like that?"

None of which were available in the Commonwealth, but he was aware of doctors elsewhere that would sell enhancements for a fee. And he could see how, if someone we sufficiently injured, an implant could be used to compensate.

"I have no idea." He said in response to basically everything Deacon just mentioned.

"I just know that whatever attacked me, it left me with something that made my skin crawl. And I was wiling to do anything to make sure I did not get some creepy alien mites. Whatever this is, it was a solution."

He then squinted at Deacon. Came closer. Right in front of his face.

"Hold still a minute, I am trying to see something."

It was his glasses. Niko was trying to check his own reflection in Deacon's glasses.

Deacon leeeeeans back a little as Niko steps too close, but stops when Niko tells him to hold still.

What the fuck is Niko doing? He feels like Niko might be looking right past the tinted glass of his shades, looking at his eyes, and it's unnerving.

...No. No, it's not his eyes Niko is looking at, it's the sunglasses themselves.

"If you're trying to decide which side's your best side, I vote for left."

"Hey, as long as both sides look okay. I don't know, I was expecting looking like some kind of freak."

But he backed off then, took a look either way.

"So stuff like this? They what, can do it in your world? Pretty easy?"

Deacon relaxes as personal space is reestablished. To Niko's question, he raises his hand and tilts it back and forth in a sorta-kinda gesture.

"Easy, yeah. Available, not so much. The implants are really rare, probably Old World military tech, experimental. So if you find someone who has the stuff to do the procedure, and that's a big if, it'll cost you the kind of money that, like, you could buy a small town with."

"I am pretty okay with not putting experimental military technology in my parts, so I think probably this will work out better for me." Sounded like a bad scene to him.

"I guess even if I had that money. But if I had that money-" here, anyway "then I would buy that town and live there."

And treat everyone good and build schools and have good cars and all of that ridiculous nonsense.