Ruby unlocks the front door, turns on the "open" sign, and checks things over, then sits down behind her desk. New worlds are always a little slow at first, so she has some music to listen to while she waits for a customer and works on the next generation of her designs.

It's a pretty boring day, for the most part. No one knows about her and her Shop yet.

Ever since the... incident, she's been looking out for someone who might have a clue about what happened to her, someone who could figure out what the hecc was in her head and goddesses forbid figure out how to fix it if it's damaged. Setting up an alert for people posting about 'cybernetics' was simple enough, even if mostly it just raked in false positives all day, every day. 

But today is not a day in 'every', apparently? 

There's some sort of magical shop that appeared somewhere with someone who's selling cyberneticist services, and they work, not just in the insipid way that the EEG based system do, but they really, actually, work. 

Fuck mana conservation, she has got to check this out. 

"On streamers of thunder, I ride, 

On currents of lightning, I soar, 

Invoke the spirits, and Electrify!" 

Soaring through the skies of the world on tracers of lighting feels, for an instant, like what she thinks it should be like to be a dragon. She taste the tracers, feel the brilliant burning buzz of the energy waiting to jump forth, feel nigh-still air around her as if on her wings, and a boundless throbbing power to push her forward, lancing out with a primal force to dig in and ignite. 

It's so fast that she can't even feel it, not really, just remembering the feeling of boundlessness and brightness. It always leaves a bit of a dopey smile on her face, despite how utterly punishing it is on her reserves. 

And... yep. This is the spot. She pumps her fist, and lets out a loose little snort of joy. Nailed it~

She stumbles forward, and pulls open the door, a bashful smile on her face, half-drunken stumbling in, her hair all astray from the lingering static and an aura of ozone clinging to her skin. 

Let's see what she's got... 

Oh sudden pretty girl? Wow cool wonder if she's a delver, like a few people have mentioned when they've stopped in!

"Hi! Welcome to Rose Cybernetics and Weaponsmithing! I'm Ruby Rose, how can I help you today?" Standard greeting, go. She looks the new customer over, to see if she can figure out anything about what she'll be looking for just from what she's wearing and carrying.

She waves, a bright little smile on her face, and walks over to the desk. 

She totally looks like a delver - she's got a full adventuress getup on, curve hugging sturdy leather festooned with little touches of chrome and silver. A loose tan satchel sits on her back, and a belt wraps around her womanly hips, a sheathed longsword neatly tucked in besides a few little pockets. Even her hands are wrapped in sturdy leather backed by enchanted steel, with the loose fit showing off the corded muscle of her arms. Some sort of goggles hang from her neck, sparkly a curious cyan. Her hair is lustrous and long and cobalt blue, though along the left side of her head, it's interrupted by a ceramic cerulean disk pressed atop it, with spiderwebbing lines spilling out along her skull. 

"Hey. Do you do check-ups? I've got... this." 

She waves her hand vaguely at oddly texture part of her head, tilting her head to help her get a good long look at it. 

"And I haven't heard a word of anyone with the skills to make heads or tails of it, much less service it." 

"Oh wow."

She hops over her desk in a smooth vault, somehow not ruffling a single screen or pen holder, and steps closer. "May I?"

"By all means." 

She leans down a little, and slides back her hair a little to help her get a closer look. It's always a little awkward bending down like this, but that's the price you pay for rocking the amazonian look, suppose. 

Her hair smells nice and sweet - like clear spring skies and fine wines. 

"Oh! My bad!" She reaches out and grabs a chair with a quick lunge, pulling it close enough for her customer to have a seat. "No sense in you bending down and me stretching up on tiptoes when chairs exist. S'not your fault I'm short. What's your name, by the way?"

She gives her a little sheepish smile, and glides down with an easy smoothness, before plopping down and stretching loosely in place against the chair, arching her back and stretching out her arms above her head before sitting pretty. 

"I'm Tourmaline - like the gem? - but you can call me 'Tourm', if you'd like." 

"Good to meet you, Tourm!"

And then she leans in and scans the implant, her silver eyes glowing as her more advanced sensors activate: passives in everything from low radio to high gamma, along with several kinds of exotic active sensors that give her a pretty detailed look at the internals, without any harmful radiation.

It's... weird.

It looks sort of like her skull got smashed in, and then the ceramic sort of... grew into the hole? The shape is oddly organic, little fibrous 'hairs' are sort of spun into and around her grey matter, peeling off of the inner edges of the 'plate'. There's some sort of high energy fuzz in there - there's a bit of conventional electrical connection, for sure, but there's really just a bit of everything tracing down through her system. It's everywhere, too - the wires seem especially concentrated in her autonomic nervous system and motor cortex, but there's a bunch connected to her limbic system and even to some of her higher reasoning, with lines running down her brain stem to her spine. The contact area isn't idle outside of whatever exchange is going on through the wires, too - there's some sort of subtle texturing to the density of the surfaces that shifts as you watch, but there doesn't nesscarily seem to be any conventional internals? Whatever the material is, it seems to be sturdy and resilient - you could probably make a passable armor plate out of it, if she had a source, and there's no signs of any inflammation, immune reaction or medical complications. If anything, her brain looks almost inhumanly healthy. 

"Oh this is weird. This is the coolest cyberware I've seen, and one of the only pieces I've ever seen that beats what I can make. It's intricate and everywhere and it seems almost organic somehow? How the heck did you get this? It looks like it's especially hooked up to your reflexes and movements, your autonomic and motor systems in your brain, but it's all over, and your brain seems ridiculously healthy. Like this is the healthiest brain I've seen in my entire time as a cyberneticist, aside from the anomalous cyberware. Figuring out what it does is going to take deeper scans than just what I keep in my optics, though."

She lets out a full-bodied flouncing huh, then leans back to reminisce.

"I got it as a "Delver's Prize", I think? Got stuck at the end of an B+ ranker dungeon, got my head caved in by the mace of the last orc left standing. I could barely think, after that, let alone fight, but I managed to get 'im better then got me and clear it after the rest of the team medevac'd. Theoretically, I think dungeons are always supposed to give you a tangible reward for you to enjoy for whooping their asses that you can make good use of, but since I was a few minutes away from being a cold corpse lying on the floor, I guess it had to think different? Usually, it just sort of douses you with vitality or gives you some blood and seals your wounds if you need that as part of the reward, but maybe brains are different? But honestly, for all I know I got abducted by aliens and they decided to stick it in my head as thanks for being a good test subject." 

She nods along and hums lowly. 

"Team broke up after that - think my story spooked them out of it. Ah well." She sighs with a faint momentary frown. 

She perks up a little. 

"Glad I've got a clean bill of health from you, too - got a few check-ups, but you sound a stage or two less confused then they were when they got my MRI back. And yeah, it gives me some sort of... discount superspeed, when I turn it up? It's not perfect - it's like running on adrenaline and jumpy nerves, kind of, makes it hard to stay quite as precise as if it was just a true clock speed increase. It's a huge edge in a fight, though - enough to make an even match without it at least a 90/10 with it." 

"Superspeed!?"

"Sorry that's just a type of cyberware I've thought was possible for a long time but had nowhere to even start on developing it. I'll give you free tune-ups for as long as my Shop's in this world if you let me do a detailed study of your cyberware and do some experiments to help me test what it can do."

She grins. 

"Superspeed!" 

She wiggles her eyebrows and laughs faintly. 

"It is great. And yeah, I'm game, at least if you manage to grok it enough to work on it with your scans and everything." 

She jazz hands against her lap. 

She blinks heavily and shakes her head vigorously, squinting with thought. 

"This world, huh? I guess it makes sense that dungeons aren't the only thing that can come from another world, but..." 

"Goodness." 

"Yeah, Shop and I've been through... three worlds so far? We always land somewhere people want cybernetics and guns, it seems. Got a lot of good sensors, though, so I should be able to figure out at least part of how your dungeon-gifted cyberware does its magic."

"I wonder if the dungeon system is the same with 'miners' - somehow I doubt there's places where every dungeon breaks and their monsters roam worlds that have always been empty..." 

She taps her finger against her chin. 

"But yeah, here's to hoping." 

She purses her lips and hums. 

"What's the process for the more involved scan, then? Looking for anything in particular?" 

"Well, first I'm going to see if it gives off any exotic radiation, both at rest and in use. Next, I'll use something that's a bit like if an MRI, a tunneling electron microscope, and a neutrino accelerator all had a baby. That's basically so I can get subatomic levels of detail from everything that accounts for anomalous materials and energies, and I should be able to figure out how the activation circuit works. I'll want you to activate it at least once while I'm scanning you, preferably three times so I can be sure I've got clear readings. Maybe there'll be something I can do to smooth out the experience you've got when it's active."

She bounces eagerly. "Anything else you want upgraded while you're here?"

She smiles with stars in her eyes. 

"Goodness. Sounds proper thorough. In terms of things that I'd like to upgrade... A proper holdout weapon would be good? I've never settled on a proper non-magical ranged option, and I probably really should - magic resistant buggers are the worst. There's maybe also a world where it'd be worth it to pick up a hand replacement, maybe?" 

She shakes out her wrist a little, a distant look on her face. 

"But not too sure how the implant will effect getting other stuff wired in? But suppose that's probably part of what the scan is for. So... anything I need to do before I can do the scan, or can you just pop me right in?"