Revision as of 13:08, 22 August 2014

Participants

• Flora
• Sveta

Date

22/8/477

Log

Right now, there are even two guards stationed to keep beings just a little further away, only allowing Flora and Sveta to pass, before the feline gestures towards the cushioned, stone benches besides the stone table, all of them of course, erected with earth magic in days past.

Even with Flora supporting her and the leg braces helping, walking is hard for Sveta, the goshawk tottering alongside the tigress, occasionally stopping to lean against a wall or catch her breath. It's not so much the pain, which is bearable, but walking even such a short distance out of bed is awfully enervating - not to mention the near-constant lightheadedness which plagues her these days. But by and large, Sveta makes it to one of the seats and plops down, almost instantly collapsing forward onto the table as she does so.

Flora sighs and gently helps Sveta sit up straight again, before signalling for some food to be brought towards one of the two guards standing.

Soon after, though, she takes her own seat, and places two objects on the table.

The first, a seemingly unassuming coil, not unlike those used in the smaller clocks, albeit a little... Odd. One side of the coil has a completely different color than the other.

The other one is a stone tablet, with some sort of fire-kevinscope etched into it, although it appears non-functional in Flora's hands. "Flora copied this from one of the books on magic, yes... It should make the stone heat up... It doesn't do anything whenever Flora tries it."

Sveta looks up groggily at the object Flora's holding, gently refusing the food for now. "No, thanks. I haven't been able to keep anything down this morning. But what's that in your hand?" A little bit of life works its way into her gaze. "Pardon me, I've been out of the loop...gold and silver? You put those two together, and...?"

Flora smiles, before gesturing towards the stone. "Flora will show... But first, the stone will need to heat, yes," she rumbles, before gesturing at the coil. "Flora will allow the coil to show its non-magical magic itself, yes... But first, we require warmth!" the she-cat murrs with a grin, tail flicking.

Sveta does her best to try and follow Flora's enthusiasm despite her body telling her otherwise. She's clearly up to something, on the verge of some discovery, and it wouldn't do to ruin her mood. Forcing a smile on her beak, Sveta straightens and watches the coil...well, like a hawk.

"Flora... Can't really do anything so long as the rune isn't working, friend Sveta... Unless friend Sveta feels like heating the coil herself, yes... Flameless heat would work a lot better, yes yes," she mumbles after a while, her tails still swaying lightly behind her, before smiling expectantly as she waits for Sveta to do something.

Sveta smiles weakly. "I'm sorry. I let my attention lapse. Heat, you say? Then heat you will have." Thankfully, simple warmth isn't the most complicated of mathemagics, as is the rune, and with a little focus and concentration, the rune begins to warm. Unsure of how much heat is needed, Sveta continues to slowly but steadily increase the temperature, waiting for Flora to tell her to stop at any time.

Flora smiles, before placing the coil on top of the stone, where it... Begins to twist in on itself further, completely by itself. "Miss Sara discovered this... We can do things with it, yes," the she-cat rumbles softly, grinning broadly... "There is of course, the matter of making these in larger quantities... These are carefully brazed. It may be better if we can do it on a larger scale, yes," the she-cat murrs softly, her ears flicking.

Sveta nods silently, watching the coil turn in on itself. More heat, and it turns one way, a contant temperature and it stops moving, and when she lets it cool off, it slowly unwinds. The goshawk repeats this process a few times until she's satisfied the results are reproducible, at which she gives a small nod. "An interesting discovery. Have you tried it on other metals? If not, I'd like to send word down to the production floor to experiment a little. Gold and silver is a bit costly, and if we can get equal results with other metals..."

"Flora has had miss Sara do some research on different materials. She discovered the effect with bronze and iron... Gold and silver... They have shown the strongest effect yet," she murrs with a smile, before flicking her ears. "Brass and steel would be... Better from a cost-perspective. We only need a little of the materials for each coil, so a little steel would go a long way, yes. And of course, we need to experiment with shapes... Perhaps, we can make it slimmer. There are... A lot of possibilities. And of course, we could use other metals that do not melt as fast... So that they could tell the smith how hot their forge is," she murrs with a smile, a sway of her tails.

"The more combinations that work on this principle, the better. If bronze and iron will do, then we can sell those cheaper...a little more so. Save the other materials for when they're truly needed. The more, the better." Sveta rubs her temples. "Optimisation is always a long and painful process, but we'll get there."

Flora smiles and nods. "Flora was thinking various possibilities... Like with the pens. Cheap ones for everyday use, for the baker, for the common being... And for those that wish to pay for a more precise device, we can offer more... At increasing costs, of course, yes," she rumbles with a smile, before rumbling again. "Of course, we will need to make sure our devices match with those that already exist. Those left by the creators when beings were first brought here. LongTech will need one of those devices."

Sveta nods, then lets the magic fade before sinking back onto the table. "I'll think about potential markets. It'll keep my mind active while in bed, at the very least. Do you have a name that you're going to call this?"

"Flora was thinking of using the name the creators used for this device... The church, with effort, found it in the scriptures... Their device is called a 'Thermometer', she murrs with a smile... "Flora will do some research on where to find these devices. Once Flora knows where to find it, Flora will send out a mission..."

"I wish you good luck, then," Sveta says with a small sigh. "Most discoveries of such relics I know of have been by chance, not to mention the possibility of the Church wanting them for our own safety." Those last few words are clearly tinged with more than a little sarcasm. "Neither you or I are fit to to go out at this time, though...whoever you send, good luck to them."

"Flora has made... Arrangements beforehand. The Church will permit us a single such device, to be shown to be in good state once every half year. The device is simple, but according to the scriptures, it can be... Lethal if improperly handled. Flora would like to avoid any such... Unpleasant circumstances. The description as put forward in the scriptures was... Not pleasant," she rumbles. "However, readout of the device is relatively simple, as Flora has seen, so this is a device that can be taught to any being," the she-cat murrs with a smile, before flicking her tails again.

Sveta brightens noticeably at the mention of such preparations. "Well, it seems like you've certainly thought this through, to have everything settled in such a short time. I'm afraid I haven't been of much help lately...hopefully these dizzy spells will pass soon. I take it you'll eventually want this thermometer downstairs in Research and development, yes?"

"This is Flora's... Personal copy. There are one or two other copies downstairs made out of gold and silver, and another three of brass and steel," the she-cat rumbles with a smile, before flicking her tails again. "Flora does suggest friend Sveta has something to eat before going back to bed, though," the she-cat rumbles, before standing up... "And friend Sveta... If this persists, Flora will suggest finding a priest to make sure it will pass, yes... We does not need an outbreak of anything within LongTech Industries," she rumbles softly, gesturing for the guard to help Sveta to her feet.