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-Thegiant pile of stone◊ appears to be in roughly a human shape. It is likely that Alvan has seen the remains of something just like this before, with a body of stone built like a khadoran warjack and arms that resemble piston hammers more than normal appendages. There are differences, such as actual hands on at least one of the hammer-like appendages, but it's not quite easy to see-

-Alain himself stands at the top of the hill, staring up at the night sky in reminiscence before shaking his head and looking back to Alvan-

Alain: ...I will now begin.

-He sinks his sword into the dirt, causing a lot of green lines to appear in a circle pattern around them. He begins chanting in a language older than Cygnar, maybe even as old as the planet itself, which makes the hairs on the back of Alvan's neck instinctively stand on end. A massive supernatural pressure is exerted, and the sky temporarily becomes distorted with green energies around the hill. The warcaster and the warjack can tell that there is something asleep that is starting to stir...and it is in a hostile mood-

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Samus: Seems a bit extreme, but if it works.

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Dinah: No, the fittings are applied to his testicles. Before the iron.

Titania: >///<

So uh, anything else you're curious about?

Chuck: "...that sounds incredibly painful."

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Kaalia: "Hmmm... nothing I can think of right now actually."

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Dinah: It is.

Alvan: Quaker, get ready!

-Quaker goes and immediately positions himself directly next to the wold, already preparing to grab onto it to pin it in place-

Chuck: "I can imagine." ._.

"So, uh, I take you're satisfied with that sword?"

Dinah: Yes. I will use this.

-Takes the sheath-

-It is a good thing that Alvan ordered that, because the carvings upon the wold's form are lighting up...and when its eyes start to glow green, it lifts itself off the ground with an unexpected speed as it backhands Quaker with its hammer-stump with expected strength-

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Samus: Well then, I take it you have everything you need?

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Dinah: Yes. I do not require a shield.

Chuck: "Alright."

~outs some numbers into his datapad to log that he gave the sword to Dinah~

-Quaker clanks angrily then grabs onto the wold guardian despite the back handing, his boiler going into full combat mode-

-Alvan meanwhile is pouring his focus into Quaker to give him extra strength-

Samus: Alright. I guess all that's left is for you to get acquainted with the crew then.

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-The wold "stares" at Quaker with a cold intellect as it is grabbed. The magic runes burn brighter as it starts stomping forward, somehow pushing back the huge-ass steamjack fighting it-

-Alain, meanwhile, is kneeling and trying his damnedest to exert his will upon the construct, chanting as he does so...only pausing to spit out a bit of blood as he does so-

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Dinah: Very well.

Samus: Okay, let's go somewhere I know is a comfortable place to meet people.

Want to come with us, Chuck? Or are you not finished with inventory?

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Titania: Hm, well... would you like to fly?

Chuck: "Nah, I was about done anyway."

~puts the shotgun he was still holding back into the rack~

"So sure, I help show her around."

~heads over to Samus and Dinah~

Samus: Thank you.

-She starts heading to the cafeteria-

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-Dinah follows-

Chuck: "Sooo, Dinah, was it? I believe I haven't formally introduced myself yet. I am Quartermaster Chuck Weiss."

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Kaalia: "Oh, I can fly, actually!"

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Dinah: -Nods in acknowledgement-

Samus: He's going to be someone you'll be talking to fairly often.

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Dinah: Very well.

Chuck: ~flashes Dinah a thumbs-up~

Alvan: Alain hang in there! You too quaker!

-the hammersmith warjack clanks and he seems to surge with the energy his warcaster has channeled into him, matching the wold guardian in strength as he digs his heels in-