Log Title: Patient Zero
Summary: Kagami and Galen talk about the virus. Kagami also has some fun at Galen's expense.
IC Date: Mon Mar 18 17:15, 2381
OOC Date: Mon Mar 18 17:15, 2019
Related Logs: None
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Checking you for corrosion.

* OOC Time: Mon Mar 18 15:15:17 2019 *

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Kagami > Can you please come to this address?

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Galen doesn't usually make house calls unless they are of the Booty variety and ever since secretly dating his Neo-C girlfriend even those have slagged off. Still, he must feel as if he owes it to Kagami in some respect after that fiasco at Liquid Air that he actually shows up, albeit on his own time. When he steps off the PIL, he needs to do a bit of a double-triple take at the part of Bay Town that he's in, recheck the address to make sure he got it right, and then with a little 'huh' expression, makes his way into the building.

There is a rap of knuckles on the door and then Galen leans against the wall across from the egress as he waits, more like it's holding him up instead of the other way around. His eyes are half hooded like he's either just coming from or headed to sleep, but he's dressed like he's out for a party with an asymmetrical lapeled long coat over a shredded black tank and silver jeans.

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The apartment is not quiet on the ground but close enough. It's on the fifth floor and it's quite clean. The door opens up quickly and the tech is wearing a thick hoodie and sweat pants. He grabs that long coat and pulls Galen into the apartment before slamming the door. He growls and points to the office. "I have to check on you and… holy fuck am I mad." He turns and walks into the office. In the office is a lot of tech and two VR chairs in the corner. "Sit in one of those. We are going to talk in VR while I check on you."

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As Kagami grabs him, Galen's eyes fly wide giving the other man the perfect view of two rather large pupils. It seems it's not sleep that has dulled his reflexes enough to be grabbed and manhandled that way, but whatever sort of drug he's pumped into his system. "What the…" He doesn't even make it to the swear word before he's being pointed to a VR chair. "Check on me for what?" But judging by the sudden enthusiasm he has for hopping into the chair and going cross-legged, he doesn't much care what the answer to question is. "Jack me up or jack me off, either way I'm in for the thrill."

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Kagami gets Galen set up and shoves him back. "Relax." He moves to the other chair and jacks himself in. He presses a few buttons and quickly jolts into the VR. The room is a black room with soft orange code spinning in a double helix. In VR, he's wearing a t-shirt and jeans with no shoes. He pulls out of thin air a console and waits for Galen to be ready for him. "Checking you for corrosion."

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In VR, Galen appears much as he did in the Real unless Kagami did any fancy programming to make him seem otherwise. He gives a languid stretch as the other man explains what they're doing, "Stack analysis. Not the sexiest thing I've heard all day. But I'm fine, man. They check me out all the time at the Arena." He makes a little shooing motion. "Do your thing, if it gives you peace of mind."

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The tech shakes his head. "I doubt they look for this…" He walks over to Galen and touches the back of his neck and pulls out the information on his stack in a virtual way. He tosses the code in front of Galen. It's blue and just like the orange, it spins like a double helix. He pushes the console into the air and then moves over to the code. He spins it and checks over pieces. "You fought a woman who slagged her stack." He points to the orange code. "Her DHF had a virus so powerful it was destroying the physical stack itself. I don't know how it transfers so I am checking out your code to make sure you do not have that virus. I might only have piece of it, very little but it would show up." He keeps spinning Galen's code in front of him before he grunts and throws it back into the man. "Clean. Do you have any idea what you did?" His voice is serious. "I was sent a corroded stack as a threat and you threw me into the view of the public. I am trying to build this virus in here so I can see it's capabilities and limitations and you…" He shakes his head before bowing it. "I have to remain anonymous."

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As Galen's code spins out into the room, his fingers outstretch at the whirling information. Want to touch the pretty! But of course his digits pass right through the information without so much as disturbing it. He looks a little forlorn as it disappears. "You almost sound disappointed." That it turned up clean. To the rest, Galen just sort of gives him a flat look. "Ya'know, maybe if I'd have known that beforehand?" Maybe. Well. That's a big maybe given Galen, but it's still a maybe! "There was some goo coming off of 'Bow, but it totally missed me. I don't think taking me out too was part of the plan. Seriously, people worry too much."

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Kagami grumbles. "You can take care of yourself in the ring but I don't know the contagion. It could be anything. I don't know if it's transferred via blood or touch or download." His voice serious as he moves over to Galen and throws up a virtual stack. He pulls the code up from it. "This is a simulation of what happens. This is all who you are." He points to the code. The code starts turning orange and pieces start falling away. While this is happening on the virtual stack itself the metal starts to corrode like acid hit it. He pauses the simulation when more than fifty percent of the code is gone or orange and the stack is almost black. "I had reason to worry."

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Galen isn't used to being scolded, judging by his expression, and so when his hands shove deep into the pockets of the virtual version of his jacket, it's as if he's restraining himself from lashing out in some way. "Look kid, you've known me for all of one hot minute. I get slagged, the worst that would happen to you is that you'd have to find a new trainer. So leave the disappointed father talk to someone who can actually pull it off."

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Kagami doesn't hold back. "Galen you fucking idiot! This isn't about being slagged. This is about eliminating points of infection and if you do get this virus you become a carrier where no one knows how you transfer it. For fuck sake." He swats the simulation away. "This has the potential to be more devastating than the Rawlings virus."

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"Pfft, please. We both know if I'm going to get a virus, I'm cool enough to be patient zero. Anything less than the best and this man wouldn't even mess with it." Despite his words, Galen's adam's apple bobs with a bit of a swallow. It's not that Kagami's words aren't having some effect on him, it's just that he's too stubborn to verbally acknowledge it. "Well, now I'm ruled out. Is this the part where you bring in the dancing girls? If you don't have the programming for that, I can lend you a copy. Some serious choice programming. Their schnozberries taste like schnozberries if you know what I'm saying." Of course Kagami probably doesn't. Most people don't get Galen's ancient pop culture references, but at least the meaning can be inferred.

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He shakes his head. "Alright Galen. I have this feeling your bullshitting but I'll let that pass." He closes his eyes and the world around them spins fast as a top and slows to a halt. There are on a beautiful beach with palm trees and beautiful waves. It's what the old North Shore looked like. "This is the best I got for beauty. Sorry." He moves through the sand and takes a seat by the water. He grumbles. "I won't ask you about her or your interactions. I just want to be trained to protect myself and hopefully…build this virus out and then fix it."

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"Ooh, gee, thanks!" Galen replies sardonically to Kagami saying he'll let that one pass, but as the scenery suddenly changes, his hands clap together. "Now this is what I'm talking about. 'Bout to get my virtual tan on." With a little wiggle, he shakes himself out of his long jacket, leaving it in a heap on the dune. As he moves to catch up to Kagami, he's hopping on one foot in order to strip off his shoe. "You're not asking because you're what? Jealous? But I never had my knob slobbed by her if that's what you're 'not asking' about, so you can't rule out fluid transfer. Sorry, buddy." The shoe gets tossed over his shoulder, soon to be followed by the second. At least he's rolling up the legs of his jeans instead of just stripping down to his skivvies.

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Kagami shakes his head. "Not that. I'm not asking because everyone else and their mothers have been asking you questions about that night. I am not one of those people." He turns and blinks a few times. "You really think I'm jealous because I haven't sucked your dick?" He shakes his head. "My lips would be a blessing for you and at this point they are out of your grasp." He crosses his legs and digs his hands into the sand. He's really pale and he's a little glowing in the sun, even more so as his figure shatters and now he's wearing black swim trunks and a baby blue board shirt.

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Galen sinks his toes into the sand and sits with a plop down on the shoreline, looking out at the water as his arms ring his raised knees. "You know, I think places only exist like this in VR now." He's wrong of course, there are other worlds just as beautiful, but he speaks like a man who was born and raised in the towers of Bay City and likely never made it out of that square mile radius. "Wait, they are a blessing they are out of my reach? Why, you chapped or something? Use too much teeth? The trick to that is to practice on a popsicle. If your teeth scrape that, you'll get that little twang of cold…learn real fast."

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He shakes his head and grins. "This place is gone for sure." He rolls his eyes. "I'm good at head. You probably haven't been blown like I can. That's the blessing. Wouldn't want other experiences to be dulled because of me you know." He shrugs. He grins slowly and stands up. He walks in front of Galen and leans forward. "Perhaps my birth sleeve would be more enticing." He kisses the man's forehead and when he stands back up, he is a she. A beautiful Japanese woman. Lean and pale. She turns and takes a seat beside Galen.

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Galen's brow quirks when he's kissed on the forehead, chin tilting up as Kagami changes forms. "I thought the point was to not entice me and if you haven't learned by now, I'm an equal opportunity employer." His mouth twitches with which might be a smile if he were to let it fully form. "But very fetching. Shame it went all GRRK." The man does his best, which is to say horrible, impersonation of dying which is just a weird contortion of his arms and a funny face.

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She sits there and frowns. "More like this…" The front of her check is gone and there are shots in her back. She sits there a moment and sighs before she changes back into him. He turns his eyes to Galen. "I didn't even see it coming. My ex knew though and that's why he told me to go there. Asshole." Kagami turns to face Galen. "Equal opportunity? As in you train men and women. I'd hope so."

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"No, I fuck them." Galen says plainly, "I'll train whoever has the credits." He clarifies, meaning that the gender of Kagami's birth sleeve plays no factor in whether or not he'd take he/she for a roll. "And you were set up by your ex? That's harsh. I mean, I've dealt with some discarded tail rage, but nothing like that. Heavy." And it's almost enough to harsh his lingering buzz.

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He pufts quietly and shakes his head. "I've heard that before. I blew him a couple times and he liked it by account of not lasting long but I'm single." He grumbles. "Yeah. He uh… he is a cop. He called me to help out with a remote DHF repair. I went and he knew they'd not cleared the area because I watched him leave the room. I started my repair and then I saw my chest blown out. When I woke up like this, I ran at him and he said he never thought my folks could afford a resleeve." He sighs quietly. "I was going to punch him but he was yelling about how I'd go back on ice for it. So I didn't."

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"Sometimes not lasting long means they just want to pop and stop." Galen points out oh-so-helpfully, one eye squinting slightly as he continues looking up at Kagami. "You know, if you grease my wheels a little, I could go smack him around for you if it'd make you feel better. I can't afford the fine for sleeve deathing him, but I could mangle him up pretty good."

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Kag shakes his head. "Perhaps." Then he grumbles. "As tempting as that is…no." He grumbles. "I'd rather he suffer by seeing me frequently." He shakes his head and then moves closer to Galen. His hand lifts and he lightly touches the man's hair. "You are handsome. Pitty you aren't a gentlemen." He pushes himself up and moves for the water.

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Galen's eyes turn wary as Kag reaches over his female hand to touch his light brown locks, but as it doesn't venture any further than that, it warrants only a verbal response. "Good thing I'm capitalizing on my looks and not my gentleman-ness." As Kag moves for the water, he warns, "I don't know how to swim, so just know if you go drowning, my ass isn't jumping in to save you."

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Kag is back in his male body and he turns around. "Really? All that muscle and your dumb ass can't swim? Get over here." He points in front of him and stares at the man. He grumbles as he waits.

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"My 'dumb ass' doesn't have a reason to. I think I haven't so much as used a bath tub since I was a kid, so what the fuck would I have any reason to waste my incredible talents on learning how to swim? So if you think I'm getting in that water, I can give you two reasons why I'm not." And those are Galen's middle fingers as they are raised to the other man.

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The young man watches the raised fingers and then he leans his head back and his eyes flutter. They suddenly gets washed over by waves and sink to the bottom of the ocean. Kagami doesn't seem to have an issue being under water. He watches Galen with glowing blue eyes.

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"Like I said! Better not drown!" Galen yells over the rush of water to where the blue eyes glow back at him before he leans back on the sands, pillowing his head on a lace of his fingers. "And I don't want to lose the revenue." The last is more of a grumble to himself, content to snooze until Kagami finishes his dip.

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He swims around a little before coming back to shore. He has a big smile on his face. "You realize if I die in here I just wake up right?" He walks, dripping over to Galen before flopping on top of him, getting him all wet.

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"But only after you live through the all too real feeling death..ack!" In his mind's eye the water is cold and so that's the feeling that Galen is shocked with, the cold and wet Kagami flopping on top of him. Arms twine around the other man's midsection, "Not to mention the feeling of getting sand in uncomfortable places. Now I know why we got rid of these places." There is a moment of genuine smile up at the face that's dripping over him and then he rolls, inverting their positions so that he looms above Kagami with his body slightly tented off the other man. "Alright. Time to end this sim. I've gotta get back." Which means he was in the middle of something when Kagami summoned.

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He is easily turned over and the sim goes dark with just Kag and Galen. He lifts his hand up as his legs wrap around the man's waist. "Pity." He touches something on the man's head and they both disappear from the sim and it's easy to wake. Kagami is already up and moving out of the office before the lights in the room dim on. "Don't leave your fuck waiting now."

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Legs unfold and where Kagami is fleeing, Galen is taking his sweet time about readjusting to the real world. He gives another stretch, popping something in his shoulder with a groan of relief from being still so long. "I know better than that." He responds in matching tones, pausing as he leaves the office to check his appearance in something reflective, mussing his hair a little until he's satisfied to head out of the room too. "Thanks for the ride, kid. Glad your worries were unfounded."

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Kag is in the kitchen and he's starting cooking. Or at least boiling water. He turns and watches Galen a moment. "I am too. You're an asshole but no one deserves to go like that." He walks over to the man and lightly taps where his stack would be. "If you feel dizzy or sick, let me know and I'll check again." He grins slowly before opening the door and taking a deep breath. "Thank you for coming."

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That is like the one place that Galen doesn't like to be touched, but then again, he hasn't remained fighting this long in his birth sleeve because he leaves it unguarded. There is a grimace as Kag taps it, and he reaches back to snag away the other man's hand but not before giving the fingers a little squeeze of part warning and part apology for warning. "At least I'm a charming asshole. Don't worry, you'll be the first one I call when I'm hung over. See ya around, kid."

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He tilts his head as he feels the grip to his fingers and groans quietly. He shakes his head. "You know what I mean." He grumbles something and frowns. "You are just an asshole. Charming gets me hurt and I don't need that. Thanks." He nods his head and sighs. "Be safe. Until…a week a few days ago." He turns back to his kitchen. "See ya, jerkface."