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[zombots]

I'm a human not a robot.

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[zombots]

[ Vaclav waggles his fingers in the air. ]

How do you think I'm going to make these things work? [ Never mind the big hunk of metal where hair ought to be. ] It was either these or have no arms. [ He's not going to go into the details as to how he ended up with the amount of gear in him, then again some of it was self installed outside of his arms. ] But robots aren't exactly self aware like humans are.

[doneworse]

That's not what they tell me. Of course, I never believe them either. [Because. Robots. Not even once.] But alright, alright. You're human. Do you have an human name? Or do I just call you...Arms.

[zombots]

I'm not a hacker, so I haven't gotten into poke at the code of the robots I've seen. But for the most part, they're not exactly bright.

[ Vaclav extends a hand because where are his manners. ] Vaclav Koller. And you?

[doneworse]

[She takes that hand, giving a firm shake before letting go.]

Ruby. Just Ruby. Nice to meet someone who shares my views. Since we've established you're not a robot or a techie should I ask what it is you do? Or is that too personal.

[zombots]

Nice to meetcha, Ruby! I'm a bit of a 'techie' but not that kind the kinda techie that you're talking about. I'm a neuroplastic surgeon.

[ He lets his hand drop down to his side, and he goes to rest it on his hip. ]

I get to tinker with people's broken plastic when it breaks down.

[doneworse]

Well whattaya know. A doctor. That explains a lot. [Sorry, not sorry Vaclav.] So uh, you're not one of those good Samaritans as they say on old Earth, are you? You know, help the poor and turn the other cheek kind of stuff.

[He hasn't once gone on about his schooling or mentioned he'll be billing her for his time. How can she be sure he's properly certified here???]

[zombots]

Mmmm. You could say I'm just trying to get by just like everyone else is.

[ Vaclav doesn't go into his training and schooling, then again most of his training was on himself. ]

You'd be surprised at the kind of people who come looking for a guy like me. I either install implants or I'm fixing them. If only getting augmented wasn't almost a crime these days, I'd find myself working in a proper clinic and not working out of a sewer.