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peeks

He's currently probing through the forearm of the cyberlimb, testing, and re-testing transition of the motor and artificial proprioceptive functions. Each has a corresponding range to what would be the natural nerve functionality, and if it comes close, he moves on. A delay is going to flag as red, and once he finds it, he will fix it, and run the tests all over again. This is a relatively cheap cyberlimb, but it's what the patient could afford. They're hard working. Known locally. Well worth his time and attention on a Monday morning. His right eye, artificial, zooms in as he moves probes along the inner workings of the arm, disconnecting connections, testing components, the cables and wires themselves, and even double checking mechanisms.

Work has become the routine again. 20 hours straight.

He aims to rebalance this soon. More time to see friends at Tower 11 he hasn't spoken with much in weeks. More time for Sara. He endeavors to take up any opportunity that comes along to rebalance his social life.

But for now, he patiently works.

point

The lights are on in the clinic, but it is silent aside from the whirring of small tools. Generally, he is working on patients at all hours of the day. This morning he's at the table with a metallic cyberarm, detached from its owner, in front of him.

A local. No time to sit here for repairs, so they removed their prosthesis and went on their way without it in hopes he could solve the problem by days end.

This cyberarm is said to have a delay. A perceptible delay.

That should not be the case. Cyberlimbs are fast, if not faster, than natural nerve fiber.

Most are calibrated to be on equal transmission to a biological counterpart, though they can be permitted to fire faster. Wires always out-conduct nerves. Practically information only a little slower than the speed of light. Nerves are much slower than that. There are six classifications he is currently testing speeds for within the limb so that the delay can be solved. It could be some kind of unexpected latency, or bottlenecking, but until he finds exactly what the issue is, it's troubleshooting part by part.

(to be cont...)

He drives the SUV deep into the woods.

The two-track is deeply rutted in places and tree limbs sprawl over the seldom used path leading to the center of a huge tract of land. A couple hundred acres of private property that his family has owned for generations.

He can't keep his eyes off her tragically wan face reflected in the mirror. He bobs his head as if in casual greeting when she screams at him, begging for him to stop and let her out.

…very much likes the room’s theme
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have hun

just wish I could get any sez

You can join me here if you want and tell me some of these thoughts you mentioned to someone..

Thank you. I enjoyed the iced tea entry.

Looks around

Still here, still liking it …

Relatively new to SOI…
Checks out a “new” room…

Given

Girls
In
Various
Evil
Nudes

Next Word: Nudes

So it's haunted? :-)

looks in

Looks for the one who messaged me..