Cheney wiped his glasses for what seemed like the 5th time today... Seeing as he was a robot-engineer and also a mad-scientist, the tall and lanky humanoid figure had his plaid vest and dusty brown pants checked before he wiped them delicately against the shining neon steel of the machine before him... He had a grim smile, but it was a marvel to behold, his newest creation... His robotic right hand also shone bright silver against the dark tarmac of the floor.
"Now then, shall we let the procedure proceed?" He asked his assistant pleasantly, the low timbre of his voice echoing as he taps lightly against a syringe, full of experimental liquid that reminded one of quicksilver. This potent mixture, when applied to the bloodstream, was comprised of a simple thing... Nanobots. But in order for it to function properly, the scientist also needed a subject to plunge the syringe into. While still musing, he let his tawny eyes rest on a nearby subject who had her eyes closed...
"Hmmm," Cheney pursed his lips thoughtfully, musing as to what to do next... "Should I inject the participant, or shall I let fate decide?"
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