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<div></div><br> <br>The old machine shop down by the docks is a bit livelier than usual. Hamish Tuttle, the renowned shelled clan inventor is directing the work of several assistants who are setting up a plethora of targets, both moving and stationary while the old tortoise  himself is busy with a table full of odd contraptions that just might be firearms.
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&quot;Ah!&quot; he cries when he sees beings begin to arrive, &quot;Welcome! Welcome! We can get started with testing just as soon as you are ready!&quot;<br> <br>Zuri walks up among the other beings. The small salamander weaves his way past the taller folk so he cal find a place at the front to observe what&#39;s going on, and maybe even participate! He takes another bits of the peach he brought with him, chewing slowly to savour its taste as he watches the scene unfold.<br> <br>Cassidy makes her way closer, looking over the objects scattered across the table before squeezing Natska&#39;s arm. &quot;Look at all that, Natska. This should be interesting! Been a while since we&#39;ve tested any weapons!&quot;<br> <br>Natska gives Cassidy a small smile and inclines her head, watching the workers for a moment. &quot;Mmmhm. I remember the last one, the air cannon. Or was it the water balloon throwers?&quot; She smiles and nods to the other Freeswords gathering, then waves at Tuttle. &quot;Ready, sir!&quot;<br> <br>Siyu decided to get dressed in his old leathers. It&#39;s been a while since he&#39;s gone shooting, or out adventuring, but you never really forget it do you? He&#39;s dressed in his combat leathers and they still fit, long hair pulled back and he adjusts his glasses, just waiting to see what they&#39;re going to be trying out. <br> <br>Cirra... is not a fan of firearms. Mostly due to lack of experience and no souls she has that use them. But she&#39;s here because she wants to make sure testing is safe, and to obvserve.<br> <br>&quot;The Hamish Air Cannon MkIII,&quot; Hamish answers Natska with a proud grin, &quot;Yes! That was a rousing success, wasn&#39;t it? Glad to have you all! Today I have a number of personal firearms for testing. Very different from the air cannon of course.&quot; The tortoise points out a standard pistol and a rifle on the table of contraptions. &quot;Modern designs are, of course, very useful,&quot; he says, seeming to have rehearsed this bit, &quot;But one of their greatest weaknesses is the amount of time necessary to reload.&quot; He sweeps a hand over the collection of wild gizmos. &quot;Our goal here today is to test the usability of all of these prototypes and see what those in the know think of the directions we are going.&quot; He smiles at the group. &quot;Are we all ready to begin?&quot;<br> <br>Zuri takes a tiny bite out of the peach as he listens to the explanation attentively. He perks up and nods. &quot;I&#39;m ready!&quot; He raises his hand. &quot;I&#39;ve used firearms before, sir! I&#39;m ready!&quot; He waggles his hand excitedly, trying to get noticed. He sneaks a peek at the devices they will be trialling. The idea of a gun that reloads faster is quite intriguing...<br> <br>Cassidy frowns at that, shaking her head. &quot;No, no. We&#39;re talking about the one the Windrunners built, I think,&quot; she says, before shrugging. &quot;Regardless. I&#39;m happy to test. The reloading time is why I don&#39;t use many firearms, myself. Shame my cousin isn&#39;t here, though. Or Wulf. They&#39;re the best ones I know when it comes to guns.&quot;<br> <br>Natska nods her head at Cassidy. &quot;The Hamish Air Cannon. I remember helping with the test of that.&quot; She looks back to the inventor. &quot;Alright! I am much the same, I know how to use a firearm but have chosen other weapons because of the limitations. I am interested to see what you&#39;re come up with! Where are we testing these?&quot;<br> <br>Siyu sets up &quot;Interesting, so firearms experimentation? Are you using half loads of powder? DOn&#39;t want to have it all explode or anything.&quot; he looks over towards the various weapons, Looking for the biggets cannon like one.<br> <br>Cirra is not ready. But she will watch. She blinks, signing to Natska. &lt;What&#39;s an Air Cannon? That makes me think of... two very different things.&gt;<br> <br>Hamish nids and smiles at the enthusiasm. &quot;Very good, very good!&quot; he says, &quot;And no, no! If we used only half powder it would hardly be an appropriate test! Don&#39;t worry, everything has been tested for safety. This is just a practical test to see how well these innovations work for actual use. Please choose a firearm and come along with me. A target range has been set up for us here.&quot;
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Some of the weapons on the table look stranger than others. There is a collection of pistols with multiple barrels and a peacock fan of handles and hammers, a pair of long rifles with two barrels and an odd trigger mechanism, a hand cannon with a number of pouches hanging beneath, and even some sort of device with a massive crank on the back among other things.<br> <br>Zuri strides up to the firearms on display, picking out one of the multi-barreled pistols. This one is a weird thing, with three barrels set against each other, along with one trigger for each of them set along different points of the grip. The salamander&#39;s experienced enough with guns to not let his fingers go anywhere near the triggers, and keeps the gun pointing down towards the ground as he walks along.<br> <br>Cassidy looks over the selection on the table, humming softly. She reaches out to take one of the pistols, testing the weight in her hand before looking over it. &quot;Are these already loaded?&quot;<br> <br>Natska glances to Cassidy, then to Hammish; she nods at the question and picks up one of the double rifles, taking her time to inspect it and see if she can figure out the trigger mechanism.<br> <br>Siyu looks at one of the heavier weapons, it looks crew mounted, like an arbalast. Rotary gears, and a draw string. Double offset draw cranks on either side. Burning whicks on either side though. A hooper of specifically shapped clay projectiles with fuses next to it, &quot;Well then, this looks dangerous...&quot; he considers. <br> <br>Cirra loooks over the table, and sees something that looks somewhat familiar. Granted, she&#39;s only recognizing it by its ammunition: small steel discs. It&#39;s a disc thrower, and if the discs were any larger, it would arguably be called a chakram launcher.<br> <br>&quot;Oh! I should expect so!&quot; Hamish says happily to Siyu then nods to Cassidy, &quot;Loaded and ready, my lady. All of these weapons are ready to fire.&quot; The old tortoise waves his assitants away from the firing range, leaving the back part of the warehouse empty except for a collection of small, painted pots scattered aboutin various groupings at all sorts of levels. There are groups on the floor, some suspended from wires and even a few of varied size drifting about like reverse lowballs!<br> <br>Zuri studies the targets, a bright smile gracing his features and tail whipping happily around in anticipation. He raises the gun and levels it at one of the pots with a two-handed grip, and with a shaky hand he fires the gun&#39;s first barrel - the top trigger on the grip. The gun discharges brilliantly with a flash of fire and a plume of smoke. While Zuri&#39;s aim isn&#39;t the best, it clips the pot well enough that half of it shatters, leaving the other half suspended. &quot;Wow!&quot;<br> <br>Cassidy fires the weapon off, then gives the weapon an appraising once-over. &quot;This isn&#39;t too unlike the turn-over mutli-barreled pistol I&#39;ve got... A little clunky, though,&quot; she murmurs, turning it over to fire it again.

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The old machine shop down by the docks is a bit livelier than usual. Hamish Tuttle, the renowned shelled clan inventor is directing the work of several assistants who are setting up a plethora of targets, both moving and stationary while the old tortoise himself is busy with a table full of odd contraptions that just might be firearms.

"Ah!" he cries when he sees beings begin to arrive, "Welcome! Welcome! We can get started with testing just as soon as you are ready!"

Zuri walks up among the other beings. The small salamander weaves his way past the taller folk so he cal find a place at the front to observe what's going on, and maybe even participate! He takes another bits of the peach he brought with him, chewing slowly to savour its taste as he watches the scene unfold.

Cassidy makes her way closer, looking over the objects scattered across the table before squeezing Natska's arm. "Look at all that, Natska. This should be interesting! Been a while since we've tested any weapons!"

Natska gives Cassidy a small smile and inclines her head, watching the workers for a moment. "Mmmhm. I remember the last one, the air cannon. Or was it the water balloon throwers?" She smiles and nods to the other Freeswords gathering, then waves at Tuttle. "Ready, sir!"

Siyu decided to get dressed in his old leathers. It's been a while since he's gone shooting, or out adventuring, but you never really forget it do you? He's dressed in his combat leathers and they still fit, long hair pulled back and he adjusts his glasses, just waiting to see what they're going to be trying out.

Cirra... is not a fan of firearms. Mostly due to lack of experience and no souls she has that use them. But she's here because she wants to make sure testing is safe, and to obvserve.

"The Hamish Air Cannon MkIII," Hamish answers Natska with a proud grin, "Yes! That was a rousing success, wasn't it? Glad to have you all! Today I have a number of personal firearms for testing. Very different from the air cannon of course." The tortoise points out a standard pistol and a rifle on the table of contraptions. "Modern designs are, of course, very useful," he says, seeming to have rehearsed this bit, "But one of their greatest weaknesses is the amount of time necessary to reload." He sweeps a hand over the collection of wild gizmos. "Our goal here today is to test the usability of all of these prototypes and see what those in the know think of the directions we are going." He smiles at the group. "Are we all ready to begin?"

Zuri takes a tiny bite out of the peach as he listens to the explanation attentively. He perks up and nods. "I'm ready!" He raises his hand. "I've used firearms before, sir! I'm ready!" He waggles his hand excitedly, trying to get noticed. He sneaks a peek at the devices they will be trialling. The idea of a gun that reloads faster is quite intriguing...

Cassidy frowns at that, shaking her head. "No, no. We're talking about the one the Windrunners built, I think," she says, before shrugging. "Regardless. I'm happy to test. The reloading time is why I don't use many firearms, myself. Shame my cousin isn't here, though. Or Wulf. They're the best ones I know when it comes to guns."

Natska nods her head at Cassidy. "The Hamish Air Cannon. I remember helping with the test of that." She looks back to the inventor. "Alright! I am much the same, I know how to use a firearm but have chosen other weapons because of the limitations. I am interested to see what you're come up with! Where are we testing these?"

Siyu sets up "Interesting, so firearms experimentation? Are you using half loads of powder? DOn't want to have it all explode or anything." he looks over towards the various weapons, Looking for the biggets cannon like one.

Cirra is not ready. But she will watch. She blinks, signing to Natska. <What's an Air Cannon? That makes me think of... two very different things.>

Hamish nids and smiles at the enthusiasm. "Very good, very good!" he says, "And no, no! If we used only half powder it would hardly be an appropriate test! Don't worry, everything has been tested for safety. This is just a practical test to see how well these innovations work for actual use. Please choose a firearm and come along with me. A target range has been set up for us here."

Some of the weapons on the table look stranger than others. There is a collection of pistols with multiple barrels and a peacock fan of handles and hammers, a pair of long rifles with two barrels and an odd trigger mechanism, a hand cannon with a number of pouches hanging beneath, and even some sort of device with a massive crank on the back among other things.

Zuri strides up to the firearms on display, picking out one of the multi-barreled pistols. This one is a weird thing, with three barrels set against each other, along with one trigger for each of them set along different points of the grip. The salamander's experienced enough with guns to not let his fingers go anywhere near the triggers, and keeps the gun pointing down towards the ground as he walks along.

Cassidy looks over the selection on the table, humming softly. She reaches out to take one of the pistols, testing the weight in her hand before looking over it. "Are these already loaded?"

Natska glances to Cassidy, then to Hammish; she nods at the question and picks up one of the double rifles, taking her time to inspect it and see if she can figure out the trigger mechanism.

Siyu looks at one of the heavier weapons, it looks crew mounted, like an arbalast. Rotary gears, and a draw string. Double offset draw cranks on either side. Burning whicks on either side though. A hooper of specifically shapped clay projectiles with fuses next to it, "Well then, this looks dangerous..." he considers.

Cirra loooks over the table, and sees something that looks somewhat familiar. Granted, she's only recognizing it by its ammunition: small steel discs. It's a disc thrower, and if the discs were any larger, it would arguably be called a chakram launcher.

"Oh! I should expect so!" Hamish says happily to Siyu then nods to Cassidy, "Loaded and ready, my lady. All of these weapons are ready to fire." The old tortoise waves his assitants away from the firing range, leaving the back part of the warehouse empty except for a collection of small, painted pots scattered aboutin various groupings at all sorts of levels. There are groups on the floor, some suspended from wires and even a few of varied size drifting about like reverse lowballs!

Zuri studies the targets, a bright smile gracing his features and tail whipping happily around in anticipation. He raises the gun and levels it at one of the pots with a two-handed grip, and with a shaky hand he fires the gun's first barrel - the top trigger on the grip. The gun discharges brilliantly with a flash of fire and a plume of smoke. While Zuri's aim isn't the best, it clips the pot well enough that half of it shatters, leaving the other half suspended. "Wow!"

Cassidy fires the weapon off, then gives the weapon an appraising once-over. "This isn't too unlike the turn-over mutli-barreled pistol I've got... A little clunky, though," she murmurs, turning it over to fire it again.