Lein Reznoph
"Monsters... There, killing, ones in black with claws... And I think I heard a doggy too."
There went any hope for a normal explanation. If the girl was serious, then the monster Lein had seen was probably not the only one. But how did all this even happen?
The Shock Trooper forced his eyes to focus, catching sight of the letter. Cellblock F? Isn't that where the nutters go? I never learned the system... That would have been useful information now.Â
The girl then asking if he was alright once again seemed oddly surprising. "Alright." He chuckled and looked her way. The slabs of black metal that made up his eyes glinted. "Been better, but I've had worse."
To Lein's artificial eyes, the world was a lot less colorful. To get the kind of vision a human actually had, they processed a combination of sound and visual data, like a bat what got glasses. The result was a world that looked like it had a mesh draped over it and colored in. They focused on whatever he was focusing on, and could interface with his power armor to make things easier. He preferred it to nothing, and they were superior in some areas. he never got eyestrain, he never had to blink, and they could track motion and such as well as a computer. This did mean he could see a little in the dark, a vague impression of walls and corners.
He checked his head again. Bleeding had stopped, good. Hopefully he didn't have a concussion or something.
"You're lucky you found me instead of some security or something. If I can make it to the armory, I've got a Power Armor set in there that'd make leaving a breeze." Not that intended on helping a subbie, of course. If she happened to tag along, that was her luck. And he needed that stun baton. More importantly, he would prefer it in his own hands as opposed to hers. "But at the moment I'm unarmed." After a moment of hesitation he continued. "Give me the stun baton, and I'll help you reach safety."