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Repairing the Wreckingball

[member="Nyos Val"]

"Ok, anybody want to come with me?" Kaylanna shook her head no she wanted to stay and watch "Corvus? either of you hungry?" Even if they both said no she'd bring back food for all and drinks.

She felt fortunate to have something else to do. What would happen when Nolan woke up, he might be able to just to the new body but she had a feeling it would take a little time, learning to walk again, move, think with this new......stuff.

She didn't know how to handle it, really. It was times like this she wished she had her clan about her, but they had drifted and Mya led them now and Satine, she was Nolan's wife, and partner. They could face anything...anything even this.

"OK I'm going catch up if you want" Satine turned and left wandering to find some food and drink there were some places nearby, she'd scout them out.
 
Nyos looked over to Satine as she departed the room. It was almost finished, given the severity of the procedure, he was glad there were no hiccups. It made for a boring project, but no action was better than bad. MD-13 was finishing up and the others were beginning to clean up. It was just about time to wake Nolan up when the monitor bleeped, there was a spike in Nolan's heart rate. he was forcing himself away. It was the new organs working through the anesthesia faster than he'd expected.

Nyos moved to his side and monitored his progress.

"Younglings, step back please, he may be coming out of a nightmare for all I know."

The brain activity climbed and the Mandalorian's eyes began to flutter under their lids. he was indeed waking, but what would he be like when he did. the trauma from the injury and the surgery could've snapped him mentally...

Slowly his eyes began to open, he licked his dry, cracked lips and moistened up[ his throat...


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
Lights began to flood his eyelids, blurry at first. Slowly the colors cleared and images refined into his normally perfect vision. He saw a cyborg standing over him in medical clothing, typing into a console with beeps and bloops. Looking sideways, he could feel them before he saw them, his children. Corvus and Kaylanna stood, holding each others hand, looking on with both caution and intrigue. He noticed an absence in the room...


"...Satine..." came a weak, raspy call to his riduur.

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"]

Satine came back in carrying a box she could see that the children were smiling and that Nyos did not seem as uptight as he had been. She inched closer her own rigidness began to melt away Nolan's eyes were open.

"How long has he been awake?" She asked Nyos she put the box on a table, "Nolan" she whispered back was he there was he alright was he everything he was.

She paused and then got close enough to where she could reach over to touch his shoulder, "Nol'ika" she called softly, was the man who fought the krayt dragon still her husband?

[member="Nyos Val"]
 
Nyos stepped away as Satine was reunited with her husband. This family was saved by his work, that made him feel great. Made his work worth while.

"A few minutes. I'll leave you to it then. Practice as often as you can, stay on your medications for a while longer to prevent rejection or infection. Farewell."

Nyos and his droids departed for the local space station.
 
On the trip back home, Nyos decided to go over his schematics. The layout of the Pyronium nerves are a particular type of syatem that usually stumped the average surgeon. Nyos, on the other hand, has been working with Pyronium for almost a decade now, knowing the ins and outs of using the metal in his products.

Pyronium as an element is very rare and known to be super efficient as a conductable source for electrical components. Inside the atoms of Pyronium are countless tiny matrices, capable of absorbing uncharted amounts of electromagnetic radiation, making it almost impervious to EMPs and most other forms of electrical damage. The most notable attribute is that, when flooded with electricity, the metal glows each color in the visible spectrum, making the metal almost luminescent.

A less known fact, is its durability. Not much is known about its true tensile strength due to its limited quantities, but it has shown the capability to withstand more force than standard durasteel at the same mass. This made it almost invaluable when using the rare metal in Nyos' prosthetics. Since longevity was the name of the game.
 
Going back to the implants used today, Pyronium, along with the other materials, had to be specifically calibrated to Nolan's physiology, otherwise the surgery wouldn't take. That meant a full body scan had to be done, to map his entire nervous, cardiovascular, and musculoskeletal systems. The smallest millimeter to the left or right could accidentally sever a vein, or an existing nerve cluster, effectively paralyzingly or killing the patient.

With that in mind, Nyos had spent the last few years developing a way to turn Pyronium into fiber optic-esk tubules. Rather than try the procedure blindly, he'd built a humanoid android not too long ago and used that as his canvas to experiment this technology. Trial and error was prevalent in his work, but as a well known alien once said after being asked about his most known creation, "I didn't learn one right way to make a lightbulb, but a thousand ways how not to make a lightbulb (ten points to whom ever can guess who that is)."

These tubules conduct more energy per square foot than standard fiber optics by a value of almost 7 gigaJoules per hour. Which is about double of a standard fiber optic tube used in homes. (The RL number for household electrical output is 3.6 gigaJoules per hour). This means that information and energy is transferred throughout the body almost twice as quickly by way of these Pyronium tubules.
 
The construction of these materials was left up to the MD droids under his command, 13 being the oldest and most experienced headed the process from mined materials to manufactured mechanics. "He", 15 and 21, having far more stability in their dexterous robotic appendages, manufactured each tubules by "hand" and over the course of several weeks, they had constructed almost 3km of fiber optic tubules made of Pyronium. These were to be used a supplemental nerve pathways that would encapsulate key pathways in the body, like the sciatic, spinal column, and most of the major organs. These key points would decrease the amount of time it took for Nolan to recognize pain, temperatures and even hunger(sadly). He'd know the instant someone was touching him, or when the surface temperature of an object went from room temperature to cold or hot.

The same tubules were implanted into the cybernetic arm, to aid the Rybcoarse in reaction times, sensory updates and functionality of the prosthetic itself. That meant, if something was broken in the arm, Nolan would know about it. This and the other organs had the comfort of being capable of telling the body their "health" and status.

Now, that's not to say, that if something were to be known to cause sensory overload, like, flashes of intense bright light, or extreme temperatures or even severe pain, it would be known even sooner than normal. That meant, Nolan now has a weakness to sonic eruptions, flash bang grenades and fire or ice.
 
In the past, Nyos had used Pyronium only in the cyber prosthetics themselves instead of normal wiring, because of its vastly improved dependability and efficiency. That changed with the contract for an enhanced nervous system and adrenal supplement. That prompted Nyos to think outside the box. He went through hours of trials and computerized scenarios with how to construct this new technology. He failed time and time again, usually causing heart attacks and/or aneurysms due to the flow of information and chemicals being unhindered. So he created the MCD, to regulate these implants. Pretty much treating the implants like micro droids, or a water way that need a computer to regulate output, the MCD functioned as the stop/go button for the patient.

After discovering this, the Pyronium tubing was capable of providing constant, yet regulated information and chemicals to the body at a highly efficient rate. When he applied this to Nolan, he'd already performed nearly a dozen surgeries just like this.

Nyos' blueprint flashed on the screen. They gave him the final readings on Nolan. As expected, a success. The prosthetic and implants were working just below the desired threshold.
 
InVal Cybernetics has been close to the front lines of discovery since its creation, finding new ways to save the lives of patients. The mine he'd invested in years ago payed of when he discovered a vein of Pyronium amongst the dust and rock. He did his research as a good scientist did, found its properties were exemplary for his out of the box style of invention and quickly decided to find a way to use it in his technology.

One final thing, he'd neglected to mention, each MCD featured a kill switch, in the event of prosthetic failure and/or something/one was trying to use/tamper with his technology to their own ends. A fail safe for Nyos and his company.

If that were to happen, all systems ran by the MCD would cease to function. Meaning, any organ connected would shut down, any limb or nerve implant would deactivate, and if the brain were part of the action, bye bye cognitive function. He didn't use this switch as a blackmailing tool, but as a safety net to protect himself and his company, and the patient, were the implant/prosthesis to be giving them pain or discomfort, he could shut it down remotely before attempting to fix it.

Pyronium wasn't impervious to a loss of power, just highly resistant to outside causes, that, was the chink in its armor.
 

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