Nikita's personally set up and written Linux System whirled into life as windows popped up, prompted open by memorized keyboard shortcuts. Lines of code entering in to activate different security measures on his side before back hacking into the laptop and setting about deciphering the password. Once he set all of that into works he then moved to his other computer.
He began typing and brought up different articles and specs from different databases he had access to. "Of course I can, so long as you provide the money. Here are the different types with their specs," he said glancing back at Breccan and motioning to it. "You will have to get in a bit of medical study to learn the safe and danger ranges, obviously, but I think it would be easy to have it mobile. I do not see you two needing something incredibly advanced. Just compact and user friendly."
He then moved back to the laptop. "Zeke, would you mind grabbing me a bottle of coke from the fridge? And if you want to run off some steam, I have a treadmill leaning against the armoire, feel free to run off your disappointment." And stop touching his things. Living so alone and separate from others as Nikita tended to do, he'd grown a bit touchy with his personal space and wasn't overly fond of others touching his things. He simply didn't know how to share space with others.