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[Twi]

"Sounds fun. I'm not particularly into making firearms myself, but then I have a whole ship's worth of material to work with freely. Don't really need to build a gun when you can shape one from the proper amount of metal with little more than a thought."

[Tellemurius]

*gets out of the tub and shakes fur dry and stretches again relaxing any bulging muscles*


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"but theres no fun in that, i find it better to consume time in something fun"

[Twi]

"Besides, weapons are not my favorite thing. Can I make them? Yes. Do I do it in my spare time? Nope. I prefer to build rather larger objects, such as the Ark. Or do some other things, though I haven't been doing much in my spare time in general lately."

[Phantom]

"Heeelllooooo? Anybody? Come on, at least a ripper swarm.

Wait, did I just say Ripper Swarm? Fuck."
Berkar is walking along faster now.

Dariel is completely unconcerned by his brothers absence, and in fact is lying down over where his Exitus Rifle fell.

[Ochita]

*Nyra returns, wearing a set of formal office attire. She is also holding a bat. She spots Tellemurius stretching.*
"Men... Shall we go?"

[Tellemurius]

"what? i like to stretch, it calms my body and makes my energy flow more"


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"i make many guns though, i got a special blunderbuss design. i got alot of projects you can help me with"

[Twi]

"So I imagined. But if you don't mind, when we're done with this I have some experimenting of my own to do back on my ship."

[Ochita]

"Riiight. I have never see you do that though. Its like your hitting on me. Heh."
*Nyra holds out her hand.*

[Tellemurius]

"alright then, just get the boiler installed then im ready"


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*blinks*
"i have been doing it for a while and i also meditate"
*takes hand*

[Twi]

Kata sighs and installs the boiler.
"Well, I'm off. See ya soon."
She goes off into the Ark.

[Tellemurius]

*stares at the clockwork workshop, gazing at the gleaming bronze gears working*
"beautiful, now to get to work"
*clang**clang**clang**clang*
*noises can be heard from the shop*

[Twi]

Meanwhile, quite a few "Hmm..."'s can be heard echoing throughout the Ark.
((Dinner time. When I get back I will write up a long post.))

[Tellemurius]

((have fun... damnit now im hungry))

[Phantom]

((And thank god I already ate. Mmm, chicken...))
Dariel blinks over to Nyra.
"You look...
Different. Is that normal?"

[Something Evil]

"Heeelllooooo? Anybody? Come on, at least a ripper swarm.

Wait, did I just say Ripper Swarm? Fuck."
Berkar is walking along faster now.

((You just blinked after them in a custom-built plane of existence without knowing where they were beforehand? Awsum!))

*After a lot of walking, the tunnel containing the heavy bundle of veins starts to gradually narrow, until it constricts to the point that only a tight squeeze is possible between the pipes themselves. By now the feeling of wrongness, of imminent danger, gnaws constantly at the mind, and the dull roar passing through the stone has become audible.*