>> Dave: Become Prime

[Dell Conagher]

Dell approached the fountain, still slightly dusty from the arid wastes he'd traveled beforehand. He'd managed to get the worst of the dust off of himself and out of his clothes but his perfectly white hat had been irreversibly stained brown for some reason. He'd need to extract it and summon a new one if he wanted to restore its opulence.

His red toolbox sat upon his right shoulder. He lowered it as he neared, taking in the surrounding area and any primes nearby. None of them immediately seemed a threat so Dell relaxed a little, continuing towards the fountain.

Out of all he'd seen in the past while, the fountain that marked the center point of the Nexus was a welcome sight. 

Familiarity, if you will. Though right now it wasnt the gleaming white artifice that Dell's originally seen it as, but rather some strange amalgamation of gears and a large clock. 

It both appealed and disgusted the engineer's sense of design. 

The gears arrangement was in a stylized way, but they served no function other than for decoration. They didnt even seem to be linked to the lone clock, which ticked on despite this. Suddenly, as if the inanimate object read his mind, the gears shifted into a functional design, slowly rotating around themselves in a more mechanical fashion. While they still served no purpose, it put Dell's mind at ease to know that they were at least moving as intended. Such was the nature of this strange construct.

So enamored with the current mechano-abstract design of the fountain, Dell completely failed to notice the other Prime who was nearest to it. He seemed to be the cause of this particular iteration of the fountain, being clad in red and bearing a gear motif on his clothes. The new prime seemed preoccupied with his devices, perusing the Dataverse and staring into nothing, and also looking a bit pissed.

"So you just got here too, eh?" Dell broke the ice in an attempt to strike up a conversation with the new prime.