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▶ HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR
▶ YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND
▶ JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS
- Genji had accepted the offer of the bracelet from the locals - especially given how insistent they seemed on him wearing it. He's tucked it around his wrist and under his armor, so as not to lose it accidentally.
In the meantime, he's also donned a pair of sleek gloves in order to help with the planting of the seeds. It may be odd to see a man in full armor with two blades on his back, cheerily humming and helping to dig up and plant seeds, but he's getting along well. He'll offer his help with any other Moonblessed who needs it.
And, honestly, he wants one of those green bonsai trees for his apartment. - If you expected to see Genji at any audition, it might probably wouldn't have been the dance one. Still, he is there - with a green dragon mask and one of the scale unitards, under which can be seen the glow of his cybernetics.
He's giving it his all in the dance, circling around those who are in their dresses and moving around. He's having a lot of fun - even if he doesn't end up picked for the dance, he's enjoying the chance to sweep people off their feet and twirl them around. He's even doing it to others wearing the dragon masks, occasionally.
▶ YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND
- Flowers that supposedly share the feelings of others? It sounds like some mood ring kind of thing, but Genji loves a good flower and, well, what can it really hurt? He's gathered a couple of the flowers to hold onto, and will be handing them out when he feels like it. Feel free to speak to him while he's got a bundle - or give him one yourself.
▶ JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS
- The dance of the Queen, the rotation - it's all quite impressive, but when he sees all three moons high in the sky, he feels dread creep up his spine. He's seen what the moons do - and now they are all in alignment.
He feels it quickly - the rush of the moon, like he had when he'd arrived. It's different, and thank the Iris he's wearing a bracelet, as it holds the worst of it back. Still, he has to pull off his helmet and the coverings, letting free the red, perky fox ears that spear up through his green hair. He's not happy about having to reveal his scarred face, but he has no choice. He's also sprouted a long, graceful fox tail from the small of his back, and the material of his artificial feet has changed, elongating into the heels of his wolf form to allow him faster speed. - The Protector - Genji may be under the effect of the Cordis moon, but he's still in control of his faculties. He'll go through the Prismals and Moonblessed, rescuing those who seem to be in dire straights or fighting off those who seem to have lost control. His goal is not to damage, but to subdue, and then take them to a safe place in order to sleep off the effects. If you want to have Genji defeat your character, he can, otherwise if it seems he's in over his head he'll rescue who he can and beat a retreat.
- The Mischievous Ninja - While he's retained his senses, he's still effected by the Cordis moon. During his rescues or fights, he may pluck an item off your character to keep as a trophy. If no one is in danger, he's also the type to approach someone and flirt with them, or follow them to give them a light scare for being tracked by a fox-man. He's open to sexual encounters, though he likely won't be going all the way with anyone.
- Wildcard - Have a different idea or want to encounter Genji somewhere else? Feel free to PM Genji's journal!
Edited 2019-04-24 23:11 (UTC)
Through the peaceful murmur of Moonblessed gardening, there are two loud woofs and a startled - "Nisha!"
The large dog bounding across the parade route turned back, his tail wagging lightly, before he went back to playing. With a hand trowel in his mouth, it was clear that the dog had probably not been allowed to take it away. Yet, he's too far away from his owner - the only remnant of his owner is that voice - to even be reined back in.
Nisha instead seems to have a pep in his step, exploring curiously. The sunset-colored harness stood out from his fur, the leash dragging along the ground. Upon spotting Genji, just how strange he was (to Nisha himself, anyway) drew him in, padding over with confused perk of his ears and tilted head. The whine of confusion was muffled by the handle of the trowel in his mouth, but he seemed eager to sniff and try and figure out this strange new person anyway.
The large dog bounding across the parade route turned back, his tail wagging lightly, before he went back to playing. With a hand trowel in his mouth, it was clear that the dog had probably not been allowed to take it away. Yet, he's too far away from his owner - the only remnant of his owner is that voice - to even be reined back in.
Nisha instead seems to have a pep in his step, exploring curiously. The sunset-colored harness stood out from his fur, the leash dragging along the ground. Upon spotting Genji, just how strange he was (to Nisha himself, anyway) drew him in, padding over with confused perk of his ears and tilted head. The whine of confusion was muffled by the handle of the trowel in his mouth, but he seemed eager to sniff and try and figure out this strange new person anyway.
Genji hums a little bit to himself as he works on planting another seedling. He didn't pay the startled voice much mind - there is plenty of noise going on around him - but the soft pad pad of feet over to him and then a whine has him looking up.
His helmet is pushed up, at least, exposing his eyes, and they crinkle in delight and a small chuckle as he raises a gloved hand for inspection. Nisha may smell many things - the metal and synthetic of his body, the faint electric scent of energy, but underneath it all is a distinctly human scent.
"Why hello there. You seem to have slipped your master's leash."
His helmet is pushed up, at least, exposing his eyes, and they crinkle in delight and a small chuckle as he raises a gloved hand for inspection. Nisha may smell many things - the metal and synthetic of his body, the faint electric scent of energy, but underneath it all is a distinctly human scent.
"Why hello there. You seem to have slipped your master's leash."
Nisha lowered his head, nosing and sniffing at the metallic hand offered to him - he barks, the noise muffled by what's in his mouth, though it quickly drops to the ground. He seems far more interested in Genji than making off like a bandit with his owner's tools.
There's clearly a human under there, after all - under the plastic and metal, but that wasn't quite right, either. It smelled like his owner's chair. He lightly chewed at the hand offered, not trying to actually inflict hurt with a bite, but trying to figure out what was "wrong" with the texture, or if this was a strange golem from a far-off land. Was it plastic all the way down? Metal? Was this a gauntlet of some kind? He tugged lightly as if trying to take off the glove.
There's clearly a human under there, after all - under the plastic and metal, but that wasn't quite right, either. It smelled like his owner's chair. He lightly chewed at the hand offered, not trying to actually inflict hurt with a bite, but trying to figure out what was "wrong" with the texture, or if this was a strange golem from a far-off land. Was it plastic all the way down? Metal? Was this a gauntlet of some kind? He tugged lightly as if trying to take off the glove.
"Need a hand?"
A robotic metal hand reaches out from Genji's periphary, handing him a spade. It's attached to a short, stocky man with an obvious southern accent. He grins through a dirty face as he kneels the rest of the way next to Genji.
If Genji asks, he'll be honest. The merc spotted him out of the corner of his eye, and he's pretty damn curious about his arm. Still, might as well introduce himself first.
A robotic metal hand reaches out from Genji's periphary, handing him a spade. It's attached to a short, stocky man with an obvious southern accent. He grins through a dirty face as he kneels the rest of the way next to Genji.
If Genji asks, he'll be honest. The merc spotted him out of the corner of his eye, and he's pretty damn curious about his arm. Still, might as well introduce himself first.
Genji looks up when he hears the offer of help, and gives a little chuckle when he sees the spade. He takes it when offered.
"I would not mind one. It has been quite some time since I gardened."
He may notice how the man's voice is not entirely human - it has an artificial reverberation in it that makes him sound a bit different.
"Just stopping by to bring a spade?" He suspects there's more than that since he's crouching down, but he wouldn't be offended by any curiosity.
"I would not mind one. It has been quite some time since I gardened."
He may notice how the man's voice is not entirely human - it has an artificial reverberation in it that makes him sound a bit different.
"Just stopping by to bring a spade?" He suspects there's more than that since he's crouching down, but he wouldn't be offended by any curiosity.
"Hey -"
Genji can sense that the dog is not biting with intent, merely the curious bite of someone trying to figure out what's going on. For Nisha's part, he'll find that it's metal - and something similar to metal under that that gives, somehow softer.
Genji's dragon, however, is none too happy about being chewed on. There's a slight sizzle of chroma and she comes slinking up over his shoulder, chattering a warning to Nisha despite being the size of a small chihuahua.
Genji can sense that the dog is not biting with intent, merely the curious bite of someone trying to figure out what's going on. For Nisha's part, he'll find that it's metal - and something similar to metal under that that gives, somehow softer.
Genji's dragon, however, is none too happy about being chewed on. There's a slight sizzle of chroma and she comes slinking up over his shoulder, chattering a warning to Nisha despite being the size of a small chihuahua.
Nisha let out a soft whine as he drew back, tilting his head this way and that curiously at the hand, though the chattering draws his attention again. Almost instantly, he ducks his head low and lets out a low growl.
Thankfully, it's just as a harried man comes up, looking a little peeved with his black hair all askew, face set in a frown and pursed lips, his hands gripping onto the armrests of his wheelchair. "Nisha, what are you doing?"
Ah, caught. The dog starts and then returns to his owner's side, for Belias to press a hand on his head and try to find the leash in the grass as he speaks to Genji. "My most sincere apologies for his bothering you. He doesn't usually run off like that...! If I may do anything -"
His own speech tapers off, actually meeting Genji's gaze and finding himself struck with both awe and confusion. "... to... help... er. Hello."
Thankfully, it's just as a harried man comes up, looking a little peeved with his black hair all askew, face set in a frown and pursed lips, his hands gripping onto the armrests of his wheelchair. "Nisha, what are you doing?"
Ah, caught. The dog starts and then returns to his owner's side, for Belias to press a hand on his head and try to find the leash in the grass as he speaks to Genji. "My most sincere apologies for his bothering you. He doesn't usually run off like that...! If I may do anything -"
His own speech tapers off, actually meeting Genji's gaze and finding himself struck with both awe and confusion. "... to... help... er. Hello."
Ramen, the dragon, arches up her back and lifts her chin like she's somehow won this battle despite it being Belias that had Nisha retreating.
Genji looks at the young man who is clearly the dog's owner and smiles, waving a hand to Nisha and Belias. He leans over and plucks up the leash, offering it to Belias.
"He was no bother at all. He merely seemed curious about me. And hello. My name is Genji Shimada."
Hopefully his brother does not precede him!
Genji looks at the young man who is clearly the dog's owner and smiles, waving a hand to Nisha and Belias. He leans over and plucks up the leash, offering it to Belias.
"He was no bother at all. He merely seemed curious about me. And hello. My name is Genji Shimada."
Hopefully his brother does not precede him!
"Me too. I grew up on a ranch, though, so here's hopin' my muscle memory kicks in for both our sakes."
Engineer gives a light, wheezy chuckle at that as he gets himself comfortable on the ground. He glances up, briefly taking in more of the neon city surrounded by this peaceful little park, then looks back to Genji. The reverb isn't lost on him, either. Curious.
"Well."
Come on, Engie. You were going to tell the truth anyway.
"I'll be honest, I saw you from over there and I got curious about your set-up here," He says as he gestures towards Genji's chest. "Your armor. I figured the spade was a good excuse."
His smile turns wry.
"But I can help anyway."
Engineer gives a light, wheezy chuckle at that as he gets himself comfortable on the ground. He glances up, briefly taking in more of the neon city surrounded by this peaceful little park, then looks back to Genji. The reverb isn't lost on him, either. Curious.
"Well."
Come on, Engie. You were going to tell the truth anyway.
"I'll be honest, I saw you from over there and I got curious about your set-up here," He says as he gestures towards Genji's chest. "Your armor. I figured the spade was a good excuse."
His smile turns wry.
"But I can help anyway."
Genji remembers taking care of plants in his youth, but he's pretty sure it fell by the wayside as he got older. He's helped the monks at the monastery with it, however, more recently - what could grow in the cold of Nepal, at least.
Genji gives a good natured chuckle when Engineer gestures to his chest. There's clearly no offense taken, at the very least. "Well, I can do my best to answer any questions about it. It was built for me, so I may not have all the answers - but I know the woman who did is here in the city."
The planting is set aside, for the moment. He's more curious about this man who has questions about him.
Genji gives a good natured chuckle when Engineer gestures to his chest. There's clearly no offense taken, at the very least. "Well, I can do my best to answer any questions about it. It was built for me, so I may not have all the answers - but I know the woman who did is here in the city."
The planting is set aside, for the moment. He's more curious about this man who has questions about him.
Belias took the leash with both of his hands, still momentarily stunned. Nisha didn't like golems and moving machines, so the fact that he wasn't growling or seemed unnerved meant that there was human to him. He managed a smile, even if he seemed sheepish.
"I think we both share a similar curiosity..." His eyes flickered to Ramen before he gave a nod, and his smile turned more genuine. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Belias." He bowed his head lightly, the small gemstones hanging from his crown clinking against each other as he did so.
"I think we both share a similar curiosity..." His eyes flickered to Ramen before he gave a nod, and his smile turned more genuine. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Belias." He bowed his head lightly, the small gemstones hanging from his crown clinking against each other as he did so.
Being honest seemed to help. Engineer chuckles again as he reaches over for the seeds nearby. Genji may have temporarily set the planting aside, but the Texan could at least give them a head start.
"She is, huh."
Engineer could probably take a guess. Or, like, two to three guesses. He knew a few women here who might make armor like that. Anyway.
"No problem. I'm a mechanical engineer, so you got me curious. How's it work?"
"She is, huh."
Engineer could probably take a guess. Or, like, two to three guesses. He knew a few women here who might make armor like that. Anyway.
"No problem. I'm a mechanical engineer, so you got me curious. How's it work?"
Genji leans down to help Engineer with the seeds, at least, while he talked. It helped to have something to do with his hands, he remembered.
"My legs and left arm are mechanical, to replace ones I lost. They are attached to my body using a nerve mesh that allows me to move them as I would my real limbs, and gives me some sensation back as well. Other than that, they are mechanical - but built to mimic a human body as closely as possible... with exceptions."
He lifts his left arm, the armor pulling back to reveal a compartment for a cartridge, in which sit several shuriken. He demonstrates how they are pushed forward into his fingers, before he puts them back.
"The armor itself is built to cover those limbs, but it is in layers. There is a waterproof second skin over my limbs, then the underarmor -" He taps his sides, and the brown armor there - "over that, and then finally what is on top. It has its own nerve mesh that connects with these."
He taps one of the glowing spots on his armor, then moves his hand up to his chest.
"It runs off this, which is... harder to explain. It basically collects electrical energy from my human body and stores it to power my mechanical body."
"My legs and left arm are mechanical, to replace ones I lost. They are attached to my body using a nerve mesh that allows me to move them as I would my real limbs, and gives me some sensation back as well. Other than that, they are mechanical - but built to mimic a human body as closely as possible... with exceptions."
He lifts his left arm, the armor pulling back to reveal a compartment for a cartridge, in which sit several shuriken. He demonstrates how they are pushed forward into his fingers, before he puts them back.
"The armor itself is built to cover those limbs, but it is in layers. There is a waterproof second skin over my limbs, then the underarmor -" He taps his sides, and the brown armor there - "over that, and then finally what is on top. It has its own nerve mesh that connects with these."
He taps one of the glowing spots on his armor, then moves his hand up to his chest.
"It runs off this, which is... harder to explain. It basically collects electrical energy from my human body and stores it to power my mechanical body."
Edited (HOW) 2019-04-25 03:47 (UTC)
"Curiosity is good. It's much better than contempt."
Which is, of course, what he's used to experiencing back home. He inclines his head to Belias in kind. Then, he leans up, moving his face mask up a little so it rests on top of his head.
Under that is a human face, scarred, with warm brown eyes. Below his bottom lip his jaw seems to shift to something synthetic.
"I am not a fully mechanical being, if that was in question.:
Which is, of course, what he's used to experiencing back home. He inclines his head to Belias in kind. Then, he leans up, moving his face mask up a little so it rests on top of his head.
Under that is a human face, scarred, with warm brown eyes. Below his bottom lip his jaw seems to shift to something synthetic.
"I am not a fully mechanical being, if that was in question.:
"Huh."
It's only one word, but the engineer's tone gives it away. He's completely fascinated. He sets down the seeds, long enough to take a proper look at everything Genji's showing him. Especially that arm. Especially those shurikens.
He puts a hand on his chin and leans forward to get a closer (but still respectfully-distanced) look at Genji's inner workings. He's quiet for a moment, just studying it. Then, he abruptly slaps his knee and laughs excitedly.
"Good night Irene! If you don't mind my sayin', that's a work of goddamn art right there, yes sir."
Speaking of being extremely Texan.
And speaking of nerve mesh... he's pretty sure he can narrow down that guess now.
"I'm guessin' you're talkin' about Angela Ziegler now."
It's only one word, but the engineer's tone gives it away. He's completely fascinated. He sets down the seeds, long enough to take a proper look at everything Genji's showing him. Especially that arm. Especially those shurikens.
He puts a hand on his chin and leans forward to get a closer (but still respectfully-distanced) look at Genji's inner workings. He's quiet for a moment, just studying it. Then, he abruptly slaps his knee and laughs excitedly.
"Good night Irene! If you don't mind my sayin', that's a work of goddamn art right there, yes sir."
Speaking of being extremely Texan.
And speaking of nerve mesh... he's pretty sure he can narrow down that guess now.
"I'm guessin' you're talkin' about Angela Ziegler now."
"Why would anyone show you contempt - ?"
The question is out of his mouth before he can really think on it, almost-black eyes full of concern. It's a second after that he realizes his question, and furthermore - remembers that even if he hasn't been on the receiving end of that sort of scorn, he knows someone dear to him that does. The guilt makes him wince. Ah. Right. Of course, people show contempt to those who are different... but still, he seems like a wonder, and those eyes make his heart skip a beat. He's hoping his ears only feel hot and aren't getting red.
"My apologies. I understand, though..." Belias found himself smiling as his shoulders relaxed. "Curiosity and awe is all I have for you. I assumed you weren't fully mechanical - Nisha gets a bit scared around golems and automatons... quite the traditionalist, this one." He looked to his dog with a cheeky glance, laughing a bit to himself. "I suppose - may I ask if you get cold due to the metal transmitting temperature?"
The question is out of his mouth before he can really think on it, almost-black eyes full of concern. It's a second after that he realizes his question, and furthermore - remembers that even if he hasn't been on the receiving end of that sort of scorn, he knows someone dear to him that does. The guilt makes him wince. Ah. Right. Of course, people show contempt to those who are different... but still, he seems like a wonder, and those eyes make his heart skip a beat. He's hoping his ears only feel hot and aren't getting red.
"My apologies. I understand, though..." Belias found himself smiling as his shoulders relaxed. "Curiosity and awe is all I have for you. I assumed you weren't fully mechanical - Nisha gets a bit scared around golems and automatons... quite the traditionalist, this one." He looked to his dog with a cheeky glance, laughing a bit to himself. "I suppose - may I ask if you get cold due to the metal transmitting temperature?"
[ a shadow falls over genji, which reveals itself as a small young man stepping over one of the other rows with what looks like a watering can that's probably too big for him to be carrying comfortably by himself. at his side is a small fox with oddly-colored markings and a bell-collar, who immediately seats himself neatly at his master's side as the human stops, water sloshing a little in the can.
he offers a quick, warm smile, jostling the can in his arms before setting it down with a relieved little sigh. ]
Ah, hello. You've been working a while, so.. I wanted to come over and say hello and offer to water your work for you. [ he dips into a polite bow, then indicates the fox and himself. ] This is Konnosuke, and I'm the saniwa here. [ a beat. ] The only one that I'm aware of, at least. [ konnosuke dips his own chin politely, ears perking up. ] Hello!
he offers a quick, warm smile, jostling the can in his arms before setting it down with a relieved little sigh. ]
Ah, hello. You've been working a while, so.. I wanted to come over and say hello and offer to water your work for you. [ he dips into a polite bow, then indicates the fox and himself. ] This is Konnosuke, and I'm the saniwa here. [ a beat. ] The only one that I'm aware of, at least. [ konnosuke dips his own chin politely, ears perking up. ] Hello!
How many of these free bonsai is she gunning for? She has an apartment that is meant to look quite natural so she's hoping for a number of them. Which means she's strategising and moving in and out in order to get more plants. Or which at least two are now sitting safely in her apartment.
It's back to getting down and dirty. With a shovel. It's a good thing she happens to really like gardening.
The sight of a fully armoured man with two katanas does not deter her as he so cheerfully approaches his task, and that is what she picks up on. Curiously, she leans over to see what he's up to now, her tools held close.
"You're quite resourceful." She may be indicating the other seedlings he's already planted.
It's back to getting down and dirty. With a shovel. It's a good thing she happens to really like gardening.
The sight of a fully armoured man with two katanas does not deter her as he so cheerfully approaches his task, and that is what she picks up on. Curiously, she leans over to see what he's up to now, her tools held close.
"You're quite resourceful." She may be indicating the other seedlings he's already planted.
Genji tilts the arm for the Engineer to get a good look at the inner workings, since he leans forward. He does not mind letting him take a closer look, since his first instinct wasn't to try and stick his fingers in it.
(Thanks, Lena.)
He jumps a little bit at the slap and the laugh, but he laughs as well after a moment. How extremely Texan, indeed. He reminds him a little bit of Torbjorn.
"I appreciate the beauty of the design immensely," he says, with a warm tone - and when Angela is mentioned, he straightens a little bit.
"You would be correct. I am assuming you have met her already?"
(Thanks, Lena.)
He jumps a little bit at the slap and the laugh, but he laughs as well after a moment. How extremely Texan, indeed. He reminds him a little bit of Torbjorn.
"I appreciate the beauty of the design immensely," he says, with a warm tone - and when Angela is mentioned, he straightens a little bit.
"You would be correct. I am assuming you have met her already?"
Look, he's naturally curious person, but he sort of draws the line at sticking his fingers in machinery or pointy things. Workplace safety, all that.
"It's damn good design."
The Texan looks back up at Genji.
"Sure have. We've talked science a lot, swapped tech stories."and spit but that's another story "So she made this for ya?"
"It's damn good design."
The Texan looks back up at Genji.
"Sure have. We've talked science a lot, swapped tech stories."
[ genji sits back when the shadow falls over him, looking up at the young man and his fox. he tilts his head a little and seems to perk up a little with delight. ]
I was not aware there were any priests here. [ his voice, while synthetic, clearly identifies him as of japanese origin. he bows from the waist up in kind, looking down at the fox when he speaks. ]
I was not aware saniwa came with talking foxes these days, either.
I was not aware there were any priests here. [ his voice, while synthetic, clearly identifies him as of japanese origin. he bows from the waist up in kind, looking down at the fox when he speaks. ]
I was not aware saniwa came with talking foxes these days, either.
Genji finds gardening quite peaceful. It is something he can almost meditate to - the motion of digging, planting, and recovering the little seeds, knowing they will grow larger and stronger with team.
When she leans over to look, he looks up. He's seen her around from time to time, but far be it for him to call out someone wanting to get a bunch of plants. He chuckles a little when she says he's resourceful.
"I used to spend my time in a monastery in Nepal. We planted many things that could survive the cold there."
When she leans over to look, he looks up. He's seen her around from time to time, but far be it for him to call out someone wanting to get a bunch of plants. He chuckles a little when she says he's resourceful.
"I used to spend my time in a monastery in Nepal. We planted many things that could survive the cold there."
Without realizing it, Genji echoes Belias' thoughts with a small shake of his head.
"People from my home fear that which they do not understand entirely. They have their reasons, but it does not excuse such things now."
He shrugs a little bit, apparently not as bothered as he would be normally to discuss it. He smiles when Belias assures him it's nothing but curiosity and awe. The question has him chuckling.
"It does not, actually. The metal is mostly external, and what is closer to my body is a synthetic metal that keeps me warm. I'm actually more in danger of overheating, most days, than being cold."
He shrugs a shoulder, but this time the green circles on his shoulder pop out with a small hiss of steam.
"People from my home fear that which they do not understand entirely. They have their reasons, but it does not excuse such things now."
He shrugs a little bit, apparently not as bothered as he would be normally to discuss it. He smiles when Belias assures him it's nothing but curiosity and awe. The question has him chuckling.
"It does not, actually. The metal is mostly external, and what is closer to my body is a synthetic metal that keeps me warm. I'm actually more in danger of overheating, most days, than being cold."
He shrugs a shoulder, but this time the green circles on his shoulder pop out with a small hiss of steam.
"Pretty much the entire thing. She consulted with other doctors and an engineer we had on site initially, but it is all her design and surgical work. I dare say she knows how it functions better than I do."
There's a good chuckle to be had about that, at least.
"Ultimately it has been modified for combat, so it can take quite a few hits before it needs repairs." He indicates a knee, where if Engineer looks closely he can see where armor meets seamlessly to cover dark, corded material - likely that second skin he spoke of.
There's a good chuckle to be had about that, at least.
"Ultimately it has been modified for combat, so it can take quite a few hits before it needs repairs." He indicates a knee, where if Engineer looks closely he can see where armor meets seamlessly to cover dark, corded material - likely that second skin he spoke of.
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