Turax: "Yeah. Turns out that if I had landed a few hundred meters further up that mountain, I would have found myself in the nest of the local Dragonlord. Or Dragonlady to be precise. That whole mountain range was her brood's territory, I would later find out. Luckily, after establishing myself as the superior combatant, the goblins led me to their Tribe's shamans, and they provided me with food and shelter."
As a response, No Name smiles a bit and lets out a chuckle, then opens both of his palms. An electric jolt running through the air heralds two elegant, curved blades
◊ appearing in his hands.
(@Six) No Name: I usually work with blades. But am no stranger to firearms as well.
He pats himself on the back with the blade's flat side, and there's a sound of metal hitting metal coming from beneath the cloak. Its folds outline something resembling an SMG.
Six: ...excellent swords, sir.
-to Okita- Should be possible. Firearms are significantly more complex than a sword, but not so much as to preclude their construction by humans. It's just far faster to make a machine do it.
edited 30th Aug '16 3:32:26 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Turax: "I got one. About the world I was in, apparently a plane called Tarkir, and the people that inhabit. I'll save you the details, but the important part was: As opposed to the Krogan Shamans I have met on Tuchanka, these shamans knew how to perform magic. And I got them to teach me how to do it too."
Six: It's a weapon of modern war.
Around your time, you would use a sword instead of a club. Sure, a club is good at killing somebody - but a sword cuts instead of bashing, which makes it far more efficient, and the tactically superior option.
Similarly, in my time, we use guns instead of swords. Sure, a sword is good at killing somebody - but with a shotgun, you can kill a man from fifty metres out with one trigger pull. It's the tactically superior option.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Turax: "It ate me. Or well, tried to. Had me between its jaws and everything. But the very moment it tried to chomp down on me, I... felt this strange pull, trying to take me somewhere else. And, given my predicament at the time, I obviously gave in. That's when I planeswalked for the first time, leaving my universe behind and entering a different one."