UNDERSTANDING IS THE HEARTWOOD OF WELL-SPOKEN WORDS.
"I'll take this one here." You reach for the belt, holding it at eye level. It seems bigger than you, though it really isn't. You're just a string-bean who doesn't even lift. "Since it is a belt, I can use my hands for tea."
"You will have no tea to drink if you don't defend the monastery. I will go find more Silent and arm them."
"Wait!" He hasn't even told you how to use the thing. "How do I use it?"
"You will know when the time comes."
"But-". Before you can protest or inquire further, he wraps the remaining two devices up and darts down the hallway. The time to use the belt comes quicker than you would have preferred. A tall, thin droid of some kind turns down your little nook.
"Failure to convert. Eliminating." It begins its slow, menacing walk, getting closer with every heavy, metallic step. It is about twice your height, with two emotionless, rectangular eyes.
"We tried to help you. We tried to make you better. You resisted, so you will be e-e-e-exterminated."With not a second of thought, you throw the belt on. Your fellow monk was right; the knowledge sparks and expands within your mind, filling every fold and synapse with the understanding of the weapon, and how it will empower you to defeat this enemy.
"I
am better, without your conversion." The belt conforms to your shape. Then, a small cellphone appears. It seems to fit in the notch that double as the belt's buckle. "In fact, I have a little conversion of my own", you add. A smug expression washes across your face as you anticipate the metal man's curiosity.
"What is this conversion? If it isn't SMART, it isn't smart.""Watch." You flip the phone open and press '555', then 'enter'.
"Standing by...", the phone says smoothly.
You hold the phone up over your head, arm reaching for the sky. "Henshin!", you cry as you slam the phone into its socket.
"Complete!" The phone and belt say in unison. Red lines oriented vertically appear all over your body--well, robes--until they are replaced by metallic armour, with a helmet designed with yellow eyes and a generally insectoid appearance.
"This...this power." You're in awe. Is this really you? Are you really in this suit of armour? Where did the other monks even find such weapons?
- Remain idle in awe stupor.
- Engage the droid in fisticuffs.
- Try to bust out some weapons/gadgets.
- Bay12 decides.
Name: Inor Nethasthal: Henshin Hero
Path: Ethereal
Sangha: Silent