"It's a lil hard to say? Dungeons aren't exactly the most stable things. I'd probably say the heavily armored ones are a decent bit more common, though, 't least if you're doing for higher ranked dungeons - maybe the sort of thing that you see a time in ten, if you're generous w/ the inclusions. The purely magic resistant ones are juuust common enough to be something you need to watch out else you'll get caught with your pants down by it eventually, you know?" 

She floats down into the seat, rubbing her hand softly along her hip reflexively. 

"Generally just use lightning evocations? 've picked up a bit of the basics outside of that and figured out some more complicated elementalist tricks, but are a mix of a lil unreliable and just a bit slow to use in the flurry of a firefight, alas." 

She nods, a bit of a glow lighting up in her eyes as two arms swing down from the ceiling, angling to point their sensors at Tourmaline's head.

"Makes sense. What's your fighting style like?"

The arms lower further and start to make very faint electrical hums as they scan.

"Mostly end up being midrange fire support, in so much as I have a particularly dedicated role? It's not the best at 100% guarenteeing that you anything you hit gets 100% mission killed, but I can do crowd control and artillery both pretty well. Got a good amount of training with the sword - melee attacks are usually pretty mana efficient and a decent chunk of dungeon monsters are animal enough that they flinch away from something sharp swinging around in front of 'em, even if they might be able to take it. Mostly use it to help against charges and some defenses are a lot less effective once you puncture the skin - though no one but the most bullheaded tanks wants to get stuck in melee. Have some decent tactical repositioning options for at least myself, so flow tends to be a wider shot out to catch even more agile attackers, followed by more surgical things, facing people in melee just enough to give myself some space or get in one real big blow, then vwipping away to force 'em to come get me again. Though it can change a good bit, depending on my party and all." 

Ruby nods again, fingertips flicking across unseen screens.

"That fits, yeah. Honestly makes me wonder about a variable-power coilpistol with cheap bullets, where the real damage comes from muzzle velocity. Keep the power low and get lots of shots that are good for crowd control on little magic-resistant scrub-tier stuff, or turn it up and burn your battery faster to put holes in beefy stuff."

One more finger-flick, and then, "Can you activate your chip for me, please?"

"Oo maybe. I could see that working out well, though I think the more durable buggers have an extra resistance to 'lowly things', which might make it hard to make that work out? It's hard to say - magical durability has always been a lil tricky to study, and it can vary a good bit from creature to creature." 

She activates the chip - someone without sophisticated sensors might notice that her eyes saccade a little quicker than they should, and that the way she settles back is a little weird, but it's not obvious at all. But with her tools, she can see a good bit more. 

Ruby's eyes widen as she scans across all the data. It seems to be accelerating autonomic responses, and motor reflexes, and lots of her peripheral nervous system, but not as much integrating into her conscious brain. There's something a little exotic about it, though. Ruby keeps scanning.

"Oh this is fascinating." 

She dips a hand into a pocket and pulls out a coin from the last world she visited, then flicks it at Tourmaline. "Catch!"

Her hand jumps out to nab it quickly, before twiddling it between her fingers, making it dance with a slight uncanny swiftness that her body probably couldn't do regularly. 

Looking closer... there's definitely a connection to her consciousness, much more than you'd need for a simple on/off toggle, but it's definitely doing something trickier and less connection intensive than just spinning up a VM of her brain and cranking up the clocks. 

"So weird and so cool. I'm gonna be able to study these scans for days. Heck, there'll still be more to learn from this chip for over a month I bet. There's a bit of overall neural accel, and a lot of peripheral nervous system accel, but it's doing something to your conscious mind, plus there's a subtle exotic effect. Might be temporal? I'm still breaking that one down. The deliberate motions are helping, for sure."

She toggles her view over to the neural data, breaking down how and where the chip interacts with Tourmaline's mind.

"Huh!" 

She stretches out a little more, then just flops back into place, now just flickering it between her fingers. 

"Yeah, it's weird. I wouldnta thought something like this would be possible, before this, honestly. Mostly it just feels on the inside like..." 

She purses her lips. 

"'the zone'? I'm still thinking and feeling normally in there, on some level, but there's this... rush of connections and intuitions and a boundless flow 'm immersed in too, to follow through on my thoughts and make the actions click inta place. Gets a lil jumpy sometimes, tho, especially if I leave it on for too long." 

As she fusses, you can see that it's poking the endocrine system a little more, especially when she's doing a flurry of motion with those deft fingers of hers. The connection to her senses and proprocieption also sort of tighten, and there's a bit of an - ebb and flow, if she breaks down the activity in fine enough detail - it seems naturally surgey as it shifts and flows, a rise of anticipation followed by a gentle lull, then a little crosschecking moment before it fades back after each little flurry, waiting for the next one at that higher baseline.