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voidtreckernet2020-05-04 05:37 pm
usestwohands) wrote in voidtreckernet2020-05-04 05:37 pm
Video; Action for Gym Car; Fiddlesticks Day Two - Afternoon
[Having spoken to a few people over the network now, Drizzt has gotten better about exactly how to use the comm devices in every car, at least to the point that he was able to do a train-wide broadcast, and after taking inventory of what was provided in the gym car, as well as what had been collected by the other passengers who'd donated to the cause, they needed a concerted effort.]
Good afternoon. I am new here, embarking only yesterday, but I want to applaud Tobias Rieper for his efforts in organizing those who would learn the ways of combat and giving them a means by which to learn. I am Drizzt Do'Urden, and if you have a desire to train in hand-to-hand or melee weapons, it would be my honor to teach you.
[To spite his odd coloring, violet eyes and white hair, he also looks to be no older than 16, his pointed ears hidden beneath the hood of the purple hoodie he wears.]
In that, though, we require aid. We have a few weapons here others have collected and have seen fit to donate to the cause, but we have use of craftsmen. I mean not blacksmiths, we have no facilities befitting a forge, but training weapons, tools, shields, these we have a use for.
[He inclines his head.]
You have my thanks.
[And the feed ends.]
Good afternoon. I am new here, embarking only yesterday, but I want to applaud Tobias Rieper for his efforts in organizing those who would learn the ways of combat and giving them a means by which to learn. I am Drizzt Do'Urden, and if you have a desire to train in hand-to-hand or melee weapons, it would be my honor to teach you.
[To spite his odd coloring, violet eyes and white hair, he also looks to be no older than 16, his pointed ears hidden beneath the hood of the purple hoodie he wears.]
In that, though, we require aid. We have a few weapons here others have collected and have seen fit to donate to the cause, but we have use of craftsmen. I mean not blacksmiths, we have no facilities befitting a forge, but training weapons, tools, shields, these we have a use for.
[He inclines his head.]
You have my thanks.
[And the feed ends.]
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[Piccolo thought that was enough information, though blades weren't his forte. But once he started the spell there wasn't much to be done to stop it. It was too simple, too quick. A flash of light and then the object was held in Piccolo's hands. A scimitar of the size and shape Drizzt described. The hilt was mostly plain though it sported color to match Drizzt's current outfit.
He'd had lots of practice making things lately so he dared to think his magic was getting the most use out of him than ever before. He was conflicted whether he felt ashamed or proud of that fact.
He held the scimitars out to Drizzt.]
Like this?
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Marvelous. I've never seen such magic.
[The movements are perfection, as though the weapons are not weapons but extensions of his arms.]
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[He didn't sound like he was tooting his own horn, just giving Drizzt the facts. Magic was...odd for him. He'd used it here on the train more than he ever had in his life so far.
Not counting the endless amount of times he fixed his clothing, of course.]The elders can make much grander things than simple weapons. [Such as Dragon Balls. Piccolo carefully avoided mentioning those specifically though.]
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[For these weapons were indeed fantastic.]
How long is it they will last?
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[Things Piccolo usually didn't care about. Piccolo rolled his shoulders it what must have been a calculated shrug.]
They're as permanent as forged swords.
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