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[He knows what it is, and he knows that no one should have it- though he doesn't know why. He also knows that it makes him angry. He doesn't know about that, either.

But there goes 404 on the Plane, holding a device that he calmly carries over to the beach, puts on the ground, goes to find a rock, and proceeds to violently smash it.

Yup. No more of that.

He stands up straighter, throws the rock over his shoulder, dusts of his hands, and glares at the pieces with the pissiest look his face can possibly muster.]

OOC: Agent K got a cosmic integrator. Unfortunately his head is a little messed up when it comes to fear, as I babble about in his psychology, so he's just angry.

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[Quietly, 203 observes this man from a distance, a concerned expression on his face. He has no idea why he would have done such a thing, nor why it upsets him--but he's about to find out. After a moment, he walks over, hands folded neatly behind his back.]

Do you feel better now?

[...806 may have set things on fire, but the dreaded page error somehow seems far more violent. She stares in no small amount of shock.] What... was that?

[He smooths his hair back into place.]

Yep, actually, a little bit.

[As if that didn't happen. But he still hates the pieces.]

It's supposed to be medical technology meant for emergency organ transplants and grafts.

[Supposed to be. He squints at the remains.]

It's bad news. Not for us to have.

It... is meant to be medical. [Something about this doesn't go together.]

Did you wake up by it?

Meant to be. But doesn't have to be. [Like so many other things.] Someone can use it for a lot worse.

I did.

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[806 might ask, but... he doesn't know, does he? Just as she does not know why that curved sword sent her screaming.] Do you think it's from your past? I mean from whatever came before... this. What we can't remember.

Probably. [He says in curt explanation.] It was a simple fact that item could be misused to dangerous ends. The same way that I know how any of the weapons I showed up with work.

At least we were gifted with as much memory... But if it was medical, it might be useful. [like if morgana loses a limb later on whoops]

No, the uh... we're not ready for it. [He makes a motion around his head.] People get addicted to it. It wasn't made for people like us to use. We couldn't, not for a very long time. [Not until people could absolutely deal with addictions.]

Addicted to... a medical technology?

[Doc--or 1204--is also out on the Plane, wandering as usual in his full suit of body armor. he's impressed by Kay's display] Whoa, you sure took care of that! What was it, anyway? [he falters a little as a thought occurs to him] It wasn't a bomb, was it?

Yup. And unlike drugs, there wasn't a way around that one. [Not yet, anyway. He tucks his hands in his pockets and strolls off from it.]

Might as well have been. [He responds flatly.] You remember anything?

[that just makes Doc even more nervous] Uh...it's not going to explode, is it? [he backs away a few steps]

[but he seems perfectly cheerful as he declares:] Nope! Do you?

Nope. [Casually. And at the moment he seems content to walk away from his carnage.] Pain in the ass, huh?

Good! [he sighs in relief, following after Kay]

I guess so? I mean, it's sort of hard to tell. It'd probably be a pain, but then I'd have to remember what makes it a pain. And I don't, so it's not really a pain at all. I don't think.

[interested] Why, do you know something you forgot?

I know that if I forgot it there's probably a reason that I did. Usually a good one. If it's not this time, someone's gonna get a fist to their face.

[He's so pissed off over all this. But now that he broke whatever-it-was? He seems much calmer.]

Wow, you sound like you forget things a lot. [Doc might be slightly unnerved by this revelation] So, um. Just for the record? I'm sure it's a good reason and you don't need to punch anybody. Especially not somebody who just happens to be nearby.

Oh no. Don't worry about it. [He pats his armor.] Not plannin' on punchin' anybody until I'm 100% sure of the circumstances.

[sighs in relief] Well, that's good news.

So...want to go somewhere? Maybe there's a vegetarian restaurant. Or somewhere we could make whole grain pancakes. Oh, I know! What if they've got a movie theatre? Man, I haven't seen a movie in ages! ...I think. Want to go?

[because clearly the best way to not get punched is to distract his new friend from finding out the circumstances of their memory loss. also, if he's going to be trapped in a strange place, he's at least going to enjoy it]

[He takes a few steps towards the man.] May I ask why you did such a thing? What was it?

[Of course, he has no true reason to know what it was; just mere curiosity. After all, someone doesn't react like that without a reason.]

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