Lab 105 "Machinery"

*Sweets looks at his recorder, and he turns it on*What one man, any man, woman, child, what one person can handle the weight of the wasteland, the lives of everyone in it. To be able to make the choices that are right, and not what is right to them, no one can really... So why am I trying so hard... Trying and trying to be a leader, to make a difference, Why cant I just... Just be satisfied with what I have, I;m alive after the end of the world, My family is partially Alive, but...theres so much wrong, the monsters are loose on the world, raider killing people, Vonkraft is having an iron grip on this world, yet...I feel like the bad guy, the people I've killed, families I've hurt, everything I've done has hurt someone...yet I have helped others, Killing those raiders, if I didn't they would have enslaved those women, some of them were kids...Yet, i caused a flood trying to help the wasteland, replenish the ground water supply, get this dusty desert back to life, but It hurt people. *Sweets sighs* I dont know what to do.

((Ooh! I'm loving this brooding hero thing. Contemplating what is good and evil and if those scales really exist. I love it!))

(If Nez saw this he'd be going nuts on how brooding it is.)

*Sweets enters turning on the light*it's a bit of a mess. *the room is in shables the desk having one slmall clear space with a pillow next to it, where he has been sleeping. Blueprints litter the walls, whiskey bottles litter the floor, a revived computer from the foundation turning on the holographic display saying "Welcome Dr. Sweets."

*Sweets sits at his workstation updating a few logs then he checks some blueprints.*Have that...have that... need to get that...can build that from some scrap. Alright. *Sweets opens a drawer getting a multitool, then a second for a bottle of whiskey.

Why do you think I drink it. *Sweets takes a long swig then wipes his mouth*Anything in me that dies is regenerated anyway.

My regeneration is based off calories, the caloric energy is used to make the regenerated cells, after s long its almost nothing to merely regenerate the damage from drink, but it is a pretty large amount to do a whole limb, the whiskey has a bit of calories in it, combined with my usual diet I can regenerate what damage I do.
*Sweets takes another swig*I also filter out the alcohol at times. *Sweets begins coughing before pulling a large crystal cluster from his mouth.

D.A.: *runs into room dragging an armored coffin* Guys, guys, you will not believe what i found!

You're kidding, you found Magnus buried in the rubble

D.A.: actually just found the box he isn't in there for some strange reason wonder where he is?

....some of his handy work is in one of the broom closets, maybe take it there?

He is a doctor that specialized in metaphysics, that coffin is for the more faint of heart.

You want to see what he looks like with out the coffin, fine come along, but remember I warned you.

(OOC:This is after he has had the operation and works on Saya)
*the intercom blazes to life and Andrews voice can be heard*Hey Sweets we need more supplies that operation we did toke a lot so next time we come by an opportunity we need to jump cause we low on antibiotics.

Andrew, no one you need to worry about right now, lets go to magnus.

*Sweets walks with her.