—Takanuva nods and pulls out his Light Staff. At the crux of its end, he concentrates his elemental powers into a single point, gathering all the light around him into a single shape. After a moment, a solid sphere of light hovers at the end of his staff, which he demonstrates as solid by knocking it into the air and catching it in his hand. Seeing as there's no violent reaction he can see from Black Hole, Takanuva holds the sphere and walks to the bench with it until he is sitting down beside the Choujin—
@Black Hole: Impressed?
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.—Takanuva dismisses the ball. It at least seems to affect the Choujin, but he'll keep that to himself in case the superhuman proves to have ulterior motives.—
@Black Hole: I managed to learn it when I was experimenting with my elemental powers. I can also travel at light speed, but only three times for a short distance, or one long distance for a whole day. If I try anymore it rebounds back on me. So, I don't believe we have exchanged names. I am Takanuva, Toa of Light. And you are?
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.(@Quartz) Hastur: So you imply they have just basically... Sent you away since you're no good for anything else?
After some more futile attempts the pale guy stops trying to fix the device and steps aside, wiping sweat off his forehead. Mana stops emanating from him.
Volt: Jeez, why can't it work backwards? ~sigh~ `
(@Quartz) Hastur: Why shouldn't they? You don't seem the dumbest person around. There are others to hold the title.
(@Nova) Squall: See ya. And good luck. ~he returns to his work, and the light above the office door is green again, signifying that visitors may enter~
(@Turax) Volt: I think I've fried it accidentally. And now trying to fix circuits, but there's no point in it now.
(@Ida) Volt: Um, yes, the canteen is around this corner. There were hot dogs, snacks and canned juice by the time I left, but hot dogs are probably out of stock by now.
edited 13th Jan '17 2:16:26 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
(@Quartz) Hastur: ~sighs, then puts hand on Quartz' shoulder~ Don't think about it then. At least you're welcome here.
(@Ida) Volt: No probs.
(@Turax) Volt: By touching it wrong. Tried to change the tune. Fried its innards. Now don't know what to do.
Squall raises his head to look above the pile of documents.
(@???) Squall: Hello?

Ida: you try tanking one thousand god punches and we'll see how good you taste in the morning.