Lucius snickered at Toni's suggestion that such a thing was possible, smirking,"It's a good look for you. I mean I'm not complaining." He chuckled at her question about his chrome and shook his head,"Life is all about the paperwork and what box you fill in, finished college with a degree in cybersecurity....turns out they lie when you take college loans and if you're pretty poor you don't have many options to pay them, army seemed like a good way out, intelligence hacker was a good specialization to keep you out of the line of fire, all you got to do is get through basic and no one shoots at you, fuck they might try fry your brain electronically but no shooting, sounds good, right?"
"Except some soldiers are born, others are made, I'm a bit of both. First couple of live fire exercises in basic I find out I'm an adrenaline junkie...once the bullets go live everyone else slows down, I go faster and I love it, changed my specialization to combat hacker, got the headware for free and when they implant that sort of stuff in you there is a little bit of paper, at the bottom of the paper are a couple of boxes, the usual is organ doner, but the is a nasty little one called cyber corp. If you're good enough at your job and you're badly injured they'll fix you up to be better than good on the field but you owe them four more years."
Smirking a blade flickered out of his arm,"So you'd think I was going to be a hero, sort of was, on the way back from a deployment three years in, flying out in a lovely little stealth plane one of the guys has a kid whose birthday it is, he breaks silence to send one text to his kids, anti-aircraft guns got one salvo before our pilot got us high enough to get out.....clipped a wing. Shrapnel pierced the side of the plane in three places, two of those was either side of my shoulders...goodbye nice arms, hello cold high altitude air, between the damage from the shrapnel and the frost bite from being that high I was pretty fucked. Cybercorp kitted me out pretty good, sent me back to ground zero, dropping behind enemy lines, solo survival missions since I had more machine that meat at that point....I paid extra over the last four years to look and feel more human than I did back then."
He shrugged,"So now we got a heavily loaded cyberzombie, with adrenaline junkie problems and all my debt paid off...so I find the highest paying job, with the most hazard pay and a chance for things to shank me whenever they can...oh and I ticked the Cyber corp box again...figured it worked the first time right? So I get hit but a giant piece of rebar I'll be back and better than ever....assuming I survive long enough to make it medical....most girls are freaked out by the metal man, that's why Max makes me laugh...I'm normally the one scaring suitors!"