[And then he wakes up. Ashamed. Irritated. Awaiting an objective judgement. After all, ms Cali was studying in the medical field and, eh, doctors did not suffer murderers, topside doctors at least - obviously, it was different back home, down in the fissures.]
"Thank you. For listening." Viktor, only simply Viktor, utters as he wakes and this one reaches his eyes.
"I... omitted vital details. Might've made myself look more ignorant in my, uhhh, confession to you. Don't trust me, doctor. I'm a sly man. All fissure folks gotta be, one way or another. Sly and--"
He winces. No. No, he will not say dangerous, but oh, perhaps his partner was right.
Dangerous.
Like Viktor. Taking another's life, turning it to ashes and dust. Accidentally playing at becoming a god, dissolving another person for raw materials or--- what even had happened-- When he tried to correct--- to destroy the Hexcore-- he was instead met with what was perhaps a magical equivalent of being spanked.
No matter. If the core was now made of him so much so that Viktor could not kill it, connected to Viktor so deeply, that only meant that That the Hexcore would surely be pliant in Jayce's hands. And Jayce promised to destroy it. How long has Viktor been here in this Pokemōn world already? Back home, surely Jayce Talis destroyed the Hexcore already. Probably while crying a little. As Jayce was still ignorant of Viktor's true nature now.
"Rest? I thought there was no rest for the wicked. Hah, that's so old a proverb now that I shan't be surprised if the Dean uses it, still. Probably to worse students. I only ever heard praises and 'slow down a little' s from him."
Professor Heinerdinger. Viktor imagines his reaction Maybe goodness me, my boy, why did you not stick a DANGER. HIGHLY VIOLATILE ARCANE HEX. DO NOT TOUCH ME. - post-note for the poor girl Sky Young to see? Fiddlesticks, you so should have. Where you in a hurry, my boy?
The imaginary prof Heimerdinger would surely look with such profound disappointment--
Irritated, Viktor snatched out a random butterfly that accidentally sat on his shoulder. Oh. The poor thing was probably dead now. A senseless death Fortunately, as everybody knew, butterflies were short lived.
"We -- no, lately, I, the fault was in my designs - tried to do great things, miss Cali. Unfortunately."
This one reaches his eyes, too. Honest attrition. Even though he's trying to smirk. Paint himself a smalltime villain on a whim. To a doctor, should he not be a villain? Or if not a villain, somebody incompetent who achieved nothing? A professor - what was his name - mentioned by his Dean-- No. Viktor's intentions were not as noble. He did not fiddle with HexCore for students. Unfortunately.
Still...
To dr Cali, again, Viktor utters, "You'll become a wonderful doc, er... I just know it. I can feel it in my bones."
He almost smiles at her.
"No rest for the wicked, but, ehh, if it's doctor's orders, I'll carry the orders out like an obedient patient and rest."
And oh, is this a small genuine smile now? Even if the scientist is but trying to joke to make the miss doctor feel good.
Re: OOC: nice
"Thank you. For listening."
Viktor, only simply Viktor, utters as he wakes and this one reaches his eyes.
"I... omitted vital details. Might've made myself look more ignorant in my, uhhh, confession to you. Don't trust me, doctor. I'm a sly man. All fissure folks gotta be, one way or another. Sly and--"
He winces. No. No, he will not say dangerous, but oh, perhaps his partner was right.
Dangerous.
Like Viktor. Taking another's life, turning it to ashes and dust. Accidentally playing at becoming a god, dissolving another person for raw materials or--- what even had happened--
When he tried to correct--- to destroy the Hexcore-- he was instead met with what was perhaps a magical equivalent of being spanked.
No matter. If the core was now made of him so much so that Viktor could not kill it, connected to Viktor so deeply, that only meant that
That the Hexcore would surely be pliant in Jayce's hands. And Jayce promised to destroy it.
How long has Viktor been here in this Pokemōn world already?
Back home, surely Jayce Talis destroyed the Hexcore already. Probably while crying a little. As Jayce was still ignorant of Viktor's true nature now.
"Rest? I thought there was no rest for the wicked. Hah, that's so old a proverb now that I shan't be surprised if the Dean uses it, still. Probably to worse students. I only ever heard praises and 'slow down a little' s from him."
Professor Heinerdinger. Viktor imagines his reaction
Maybe
goodness me, my boy, why did you not stick a DANGER. HIGHLY VIOLATILE ARCANE HEX. DO NOT TOUCH ME. - post-note for the poor girl Sky Young to see? Fiddlesticks, you so should have. Where you in a hurry, my boy?
The imaginary prof Heimerdinger would surely look with such profound disappointment--
Irritated, Viktor snatched out a random butterfly that accidentally sat on his shoulder.
Oh.
The poor thing was probably dead now. A senseless death
Fortunately, as everybody knew, butterflies were short lived.
"We -- no, lately, I, the fault was in my designs - tried to do great things, miss Cali. Unfortunately."
This one reaches his eyes, too. Honest attrition. Even though he's trying to smirk. Paint himself a smalltime villain on a whim. To a doctor, should he not be a villain? Or if not a villain, somebody incompetent who achieved nothing?
A professor - what was his name - mentioned by his Dean--
No. Viktor's intentions were not as noble. He did not fiddle with HexCore for students. Unfortunately.
Still...
To dr Cali, again, Viktor utters,
"You'll become a wonderful doc, er... I just know it. I can feel it in my bones."
He almost smiles at her.
"No rest for the wicked, but, ehh, if it's doctor's orders, I'll carry the orders out like an obedient patient and rest."
And oh, is this a small genuine smile now? Even if the scientist is but trying to joke to make the miss doctor feel good.