They make the Xir equivalent of pouting.
"UNDERSTOOD !"
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Meanwhile, very far away, the brotherhood ship is following the Troperia, being careful not to get spotted.
"Brother, we shall soon get a tiny spaceship for you, we shall inform you of the details but you shall take it up soon and follow the Troperia : we must spread the light of Korzak in other planets, after all !"
"Brother, it is an honor !"
"You'll also take several weapons to defend yourself. Be wary of walking around in your red cloak ! You shall done our glorious species black and white cloak instead."
"The one for clan leaders ?"
"Yes !"
edited 4th Mar '16 5:13:30 PM by Bolded1
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Michael quickly calms down. "Sorry Xirzan but that is not a demon. It is just a tin can that someone is making move... Urg, now I need to go change. I'll see you in a bit..." He says with a departing wave, taking his guitar and the tin can (binning it once he gets out of the room) and going to his quarters.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."Opening the pantry, he notices a number of foods stored on the various shelves: pastry mixes, canned and dried fruit (from which he took a bag of dried papayas), boxes of cereal, cans of soup and Chef Boyardee's (he wasn't sure whether to be excited by this or to hurl on sight), and many, many, many more. Deciding he needs something more substantial for breakfast than just dried papayas, he also goes and grabs a box of cereal to pour himself.
Though he can't resist quickly opening the papayas and trying a couple...
VR Room
Greg nods, starting to increase the size of his flame until it;s hand sized...and it continues to grow bigger.
Observation Deck
"Good. Now, let me feel it." Rakiri orders. "Hit me with a jolt as powerful as you can manage. Don;t worry, I can take it." he assure, widening his stance and holding out his arm.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.Observation Deck
A little offput by Rakiri's willingness to get hit (and the fact that the Grid's emergency protocols won't let him use more than one power cell in a single blast), Jiko hesitates. He shakes it off, though, and gathers an entire cell into a single shot, the blast crackling from his fingertips in a ball of crackling electricity.
Once it's gone, one of the power cells on his arm starts blinking red to show that it is empty, and a mechanical female voice rings out through Jiko's thoughts.
OUTPUT LIMIT REACHED. TEN SECOND LOCKOUT
After this blast, Jiko is left just a tad winded, and it is now he notices Dom next to the window.
"Oh...hey. Sorry if this is a distraction..."
VR Room
"That's good, but you might wanna slow down a little there. Control the fire." Mitch says.
"Hey." Peter greets Chris. "Try not to go overboard, babe." He says to Greg.
Observation Deck
Dominic doesn't speak, but communicates to the two mentally. "Not really. A place that's too quiet can end up being as distracting as a rave. If you want to see how I appear and disappear so often, just watch the spheres."
As he says that, one of the spheres goes completely invisible, and two of them move towards each other, about to collide... before they phase through each other.
edited 4th Mar '16 6:31:21 PM by AqueousBunnies
Outside the Luminaire
<I can try such; just trying to avoid too much damage but we can fix minor breaks later.> He says before reaching back and drawing his plasma-blade. Going through similar procedures before and turning it into effectively a plasma-cutter. Being careful to cut slowly and not damage too much of the working machinery. The blades temperature rapidly increasing but yet this was going to take a bit, the heat was nowhere near the usual levels the blades should produce. This was likely to the cause of having two doses of dampeners in a short time... That and his exhaustion.
Michael's Room
Entering his room again and closing the door, he immediately takes off the damp shirt and throws it in the currently empty laundry basket. Going to the bathroom to take a shower.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."Observation Deck
Rakiri "catches" the ball of lightning in his hand, sparks dancing along his skin as he slowly manages to absorb the attack completely. "Hnn...not bad. Though, whether that's from the Echirean or that machine grafted to your spine..." he says, trailing off. "Either way, I have a general..."taste" so to speak of your energy now. " He holds out his hand again, his charging his own attack. "Now, you get a taste of mine. Try and absorb it as best you can, alright?" He waits for 10 seconds before firing off a bolt at Jiko.
He glances over at whatever Dom is doing, but his main focus is on Jiko right now.
VR Room
"Uh...I'm not doing this,,,!" Greg insists at the fire continues to grow larger still. He pulls his hands apart and the flame splits, one over each of his palms as they continue to expand. "How the hell do i cut it off...?!"
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.Observation Deck
Jiko is grateful for Rakiri's waiting, though he's not sure if he knows about the emergency protocol. He smirks also, when he sends his shot at him. Part of his training to handle the Grid, back on "Alexander" was catching arc flashes, so this ought to be a cakewalk.
Ought to be.
As he braces himself and catches the bolt in a similar manner, the electricity jumps through his skin and to the Conduits (the wires of the Grid), flowing to the emptied power cell. Seems Rakiri has launched a little more than he has capacity for, though, and the rest of the energy falls through him and to the floor, causing more discomfort than anything else.
Once all is said and done, Jiko is shaking his somewhat benumbed hand as he looks over to Dom.
"That was...a little cryptic, but kind of cool."
edited 4th Mar '16 6:58:15 PM by MrJikoui
"Oh, this—"
This was probably the fist time he'd gotten a good look at the bridge as it overlooked the rest of the ship. Examining all the bells and whistles and panels and instruments (from a safe distance; he was still eating), he eventually found a seat and sat down.
He notes to himself how he relocated himself only to sit down in a slightly more comfortable seat and finish his cereal. Seriously.
Michael Bathroom
Michael's communicator buzzed, informing him that someone had gone into the bridge but he was having his shower still. He needed a lot of time to relax and try and answer all of these depressing questions he had.
Everything was soo confusing for him and now he wanted to find out who sprayed condensed milk everywhere!
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."Observation Deck
"Some people say I'm like a phantom, so." Dom continues to manipulate the spheres; they take turns appearing and disappearing, and phasing through each other, the floor, Dom himself, etc. It slowly becomes apparent that he's not just meditating. He's also training.
Rakiri and Jiko may notice that the excess electricity in the floor has been absorbed by him as well.

Outside the Luminaire
<Its going fine. Just trying to work out how to get this power coil detached from the heat-sink, its gotten jammed behind the bracket in here...>
The Bridge
Michael jumps up, mostly trying to shield his guitar from the condensed milk as the can constricts. "Not cool!" He exclaims, his back to the can.
I am okay with #2001
edited 4th Mar '16 4:52:52 PM by darkdestinysoul
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."