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− | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>The normally empty corner of the training grounds, reserved for formation drills is currently filled with a very unusual sight. A huge, sprawling amalgamation of metal, like a spider with FAR too many legs is stretched across the whole area. The many jointed legs sprout from a central mechanism, a pillar roughly the height of some of the tallest of heavy clan beings. Everything glitters and shines in the mid-day sun, newly greased and polished as a miniature rhino scrambles around among the pieces of the machine, making last minute adjustments while he waits for a response to his posting.<br> <br>Kalt humms gently as she makes her way down closer to this new amalgimation of metal, eyeing it over slowly with her approach. The armor clad vixen seems to adjust her fist weapons for a moment, making sure she has a good hold on them before waving one of the deadly punching claws at Dax! "Hey there! Ya called for some help testin' sumptin?"<br> <br>"Hello!" Dax says in his strangely mechanical voice, looking up from his work, "You are right on time! I think that the machine is almost ready! I just need to make sure that certain kinks are worked out." The short rhino crawls through the sprawled legs of the mechanical monstrosity to the central mechanism where he works at a small console on one side. A short moment later, the things many sprawled legs shift smoothly and fold in on themselves, compressing together until they all vanish within the thick column, folding to make a solid, silvery facade. "I just need you to test the-" he hesitates as if unsure of what to call the thing, "Automated Sparring Partner for me. Just to be sure it works right before I show it to Mister Parson.<br> <br>Serana flicks her tail some, pondering at this massive machine of metal and grease. Her usual attire had been replaced with a cotton shirt over some cotton pants with half her pistols placed in three holsters around her waist, and a musket across her back. She also had her obligatory cutlasses strapped to either hip one slightly redder then the other, but whatever it was, it was dry, one would guess from months ago. Most likely a monster amongst the forest, or in drytongue. That being said, the currently female shark wanders around, just... well, curious, about the massive machine thing<br> <br>"Hello!" Dax says in his strangely mechanical voice, looking up from his work, "You are right on time! I think that the machine is almost ready! I just need to make sure that certain kinks are worked out." The short rhino crawls through the sprawled legs of the mechanical monstrosity to the central mechanism where he works at a small console on one side. A short moment later, the things many sprawled legs shift smoothly and fold in on themselves, compressing together until they all vanish within the thick column, folding to make a solid, silvery facade. "I just need you to test the-" he hesitates as if unsure of what to call the thing, "Automated Sparring Partner for me. Just to be sure it works right before I show it to Mister Parson. You two interested?"<br> <br>"So ya just need me to go an' smash it? Aw why didn't ya say so! I'll go an' give it a right trial for ya." The Vixen nodding gently to Dax, though he probably cannot see her, before looking to Serana with a raised eyebrow as she catches sight of the sword, and motions to it. "Ya... Might wanna clean that. Ya'll get yer blade rustin' like that!" A smile on her muzzle as she turns her attention to Dax, awaiting the okay to go!<br> <br>Serana shrugs softly "Sure. I'll help you test it." she gives with a small hum, before giving a look to Kalt, then to the blade "Oh, that? It's been like that for a while. Cleaned it, buffed it. Did my damndest to get it out but it doesn't wanna leave. Only gets shinier for some reason." she shrugs "Send us oof after this... Automatic sparring machine, you called it?"<br> <br>Dax nods and smiles enthusiastically. "I do not think you will be able to break it, Kalt," he drones, "It is very well made. I only made some necessary repairs after I found it." The rhino stands by the shining, silvery column and starts tapping on its console. "You will be using your weapons?" he asks, his lips and his words not QUITE matching, "Would you like a slow workout? Or do you want this thing to push you to your limits? The latter would be most helpful for me, but I don't want to wear you out if you have other things to do today."<br> <br>Kalt narrows her eyes slightly at Dax and his machine... Was this a challange now? "Oh now... Don't ya go worryin'. I'll bring m'weapons an' everythin' to try an' give ya all the stuff ya need, so ya ain't got -no- reason to be settin' it anywhere near easy for me." The Vixen smacking the two heavy claws together as she looks over it's construction one more time...<br> <br>Serana blinks a bit "Honestly, I never do any sparring at less then full power. Helps build endurance, or so I've been told." she flicks her tail, checking her pistols for shots perfore placing them back around her waist with a smile showing a bit more teeth then was necessary. Let's give it a go at full."<br> <br>Dax spends a moment working at the controls, then steps away from the machine and walks to the edge of the field. "Please stand on opposite sides of the column," the rhino instructs, "The machine will identify you as sparring partners. It will start a little slow, then speed up as you go. Strike the plates as they attack and the attack will stop. Every now and then, a red plate will show. If you strike four red plates, the fight ends. If you miss a plate, the machine will strike harder and faster than usual, so be careful. This is meant to push you to your limits, if the machine strikes you four times, the sparring match will end. Step forward whenever you are ready." The small pachyderm pulls a small, white box from his belt and taps on the top before making a complicated hand gesture over it, causing it to emit a gentle glow. "Beta test of-" he rambles a set of strange syllables, "For approval by Mister Parson."<br> <br>Kalt huffs slightly as she moves to her spot, rolling her shoulders before the Vixen looks over to Dax. "Alrighty then, just sound off when yer pushin' the button then!" A short nod leaving the vixen as she drops low, and raises her two claws up High... Seems she was more than ready for a nice little tussle!<br> <br>Serana flicks her tail, opposite of the colom on the other side of the pillar from Kalt "I'm ready, give the go." she had two pistols up and ready to be used, her third within easy reach and the musket ready to be slung around and brought to bear. Should she fire off those then she'd switch to her cutlasses, unlatched and in a position for her to drop her weapons and grab them should she require. |
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4/5/478
Log
The normally empty corner of the training grounds, reserved for formation drills is currently filled with a very unusual sight. A huge, sprawling amalgamation of metal, like a spider with FAR too many legs is stretched across the whole area. The many jointed legs sprout from a central mechanism, a pillar roughly the height of some of the tallest of heavy clan beings. Everything glitters and shines in the mid-day sun, newly greased and polished as a miniature rhino scrambles around among the pieces of the machine, making last minute adjustments while he waits for a response to his posting.
Kalt humms gently as she makes her way down closer to this new amalgimation of metal, eyeing it over slowly with her approach. The armor clad vixen seems to adjust her fist weapons for a moment, making sure she has a good hold on them before waving one of the deadly punching claws at Dax! "Hey there! Ya called for some help testin' sumptin?"
"Hello!" Dax says in his strangely mechanical voice, looking up from his work, "You are right on time! I think that the machine is almost ready! I just need to make sure that certain kinks are worked out." The short rhino crawls through the sprawled legs of the mechanical monstrosity to the central mechanism where he works at a small console on one side. A short moment later, the things many sprawled legs shift smoothly and fold in on themselves, compressing together until they all vanish within the thick column, folding to make a solid, silvery facade. "I just need you to test the-" he hesitates as if unsure of what to call the thing, "Automated Sparring Partner for me. Just to be sure it works right before I show it to Mister Parson.
Serana flicks her tail some, pondering at this massive machine of metal and grease. Her usual attire had been replaced with a cotton shirt over some cotton pants with half her pistols placed in three holsters around her waist, and a musket across her back. She also had her obligatory cutlasses strapped to either hip one slightly redder then the other, but whatever it was, it was dry, one would guess from months ago. Most likely a monster amongst the forest, or in drytongue. That being said, the currently female shark wanders around, just... well, curious, about the massive machine thing
"Hello!" Dax says in his strangely mechanical voice, looking up from his work, "You are right on time! I think that the machine is almost ready! I just need to make sure that certain kinks are worked out." The short rhino crawls through the sprawled legs of the mechanical monstrosity to the central mechanism where he works at a small console on one side. A short moment later, the things many sprawled legs shift smoothly and fold in on themselves, compressing together until they all vanish within the thick column, folding to make a solid, silvery facade. "I just need you to test the-" he hesitates as if unsure of what to call the thing, "Automated Sparring Partner for me. Just to be sure it works right before I show it to Mister Parson. You two interested?"
"So ya just need me to go an' smash it? Aw why didn't ya say so! I'll go an' give it a right trial for ya." The Vixen nodding gently to Dax, though he probably cannot see her, before looking to Serana with a raised eyebrow as she catches sight of the sword, and motions to it. "Ya... Might wanna clean that. Ya'll get yer blade rustin' like that!" A smile on her muzzle as she turns her attention to Dax, awaiting the okay to go!
Serana shrugs softly "Sure. I'll help you test it." she gives with a small hum, before giving a look to Kalt, then to the blade "Oh, that? It's been like that for a while. Cleaned it, buffed it. Did my damndest to get it out but it doesn't wanna leave. Only gets shinier for some reason." she shrugs "Send us oof after this... Automatic sparring machine, you called it?"
Dax nods and smiles enthusiastically. "I do not think you will be able to break it, Kalt," he drones, "It is very well made. I only made some necessary repairs after I found it." The rhino stands by the shining, silvery column and starts tapping on its console. "You will be using your weapons?" he asks, his lips and his words not QUITE matching, "Would you like a slow workout? Or do you want this thing to push you to your limits? The latter would be most helpful for me, but I don't want to wear you out if you have other things to do today."
Kalt narrows her eyes slightly at Dax and his machine... Was this a challange now? "Oh now... Don't ya go worryin'. I'll bring m'weapons an' everythin' to try an' give ya all the stuff ya need, so ya ain't got -no- reason to be settin' it anywhere near easy for me." The Vixen smacking the two heavy claws together as she looks over it's construction one more time...
Serana blinks a bit "Honestly, I never do any sparring at less then full power. Helps build endurance, or so I've been told." she flicks her tail, checking her pistols for shots perfore placing them back around her waist with a smile showing a bit more teeth then was necessary. Let's give it a go at full."
Dax spends a moment working at the controls, then steps away from the machine and walks to the edge of the field. "Please stand on opposite sides of the column," the rhino instructs, "The machine will identify you as sparring partners. It will start a little slow, then speed up as you go. Strike the plates as they attack and the attack will stop. Every now and then, a red plate will show. If you strike four red plates, the fight ends. If you miss a plate, the machine will strike harder and faster than usual, so be careful. This is meant to push you to your limits, if the machine strikes you four times, the sparring match will end. Step forward whenever you are ready." The small pachyderm pulls a small, white box from his belt and taps on the top before making a complicated hand gesture over it, causing it to emit a gentle glow. "Beta test of-" he rambles a set of strange syllables, "For approval by Mister Parson."
Kalt huffs slightly as she moves to her spot, rolling her shoulders before the Vixen looks over to Dax. "Alrighty then, just sound off when yer pushin' the button then!" A short nod leaving the vixen as she drops low, and raises her two claws up High... Seems she was more than ready for a nice little tussle!
Serana flicks her tail, opposite of the colom on the other side of the pillar from Kalt "I'm ready, give the go." she had two pistols up and ready to be used, her third within easy reach and the musket ready to be slung around and brought to bear. Should she fire off those then she'd switch to her cutlasses, unlatched and in a position for her to drop her weapons and grab them should she require.