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 Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:48 pm
Tilting her head, she looked to Vice with curiosity. "Do friends not kiss? Even if it becomes a matter of life and death?" she said plainly, failing to understand why he was bringing this discussion up at all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:49 pm
David, sensing hostility, remained at his great distance, not wanting to become a part of another battle, since his body has not completely healed yet from his last one.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:50 pm
"Another appreciater of the arts I see. Thank you indeed Vice. Technomancy is a rare inborn talent, and rarer still to master it." Leo replied and grinned. "Of course, I can do more then create artifical life suc has my little mecha Solus. I also build weaponry as a secondary job." He replied and listend to Vice's comment to Ziven, staying silent about it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:56 pm
Vice looked at Ziven for a moment, then began to laugh. "No, kissing is something people do when they are a little bit closer then friends... lovers and family kiss, friend normally do not... and I do not believe it was a matter of life and death."
Turning his attention back to Leo, he heard what the man had to say. This interested him greatly. "Really now? Would you care to demonstrate for me? It has been... a long time since I have seen another do something like that." He smiled, watching the man curiously.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:59 pm
"I could always demonstrate my skills." The pieces floated back out of his coat between his hands as his gun also joined the mix, breaking off into individual components save for the handle and barrel. The other pieces began to mold and shift, the electronics hooking up once more in the center, the metal folding and changing as the pieces began to lock and fit together. The gun had a very unique look: a revolver spinning loader, ten shot styled, with a handgun handle and barrel. It was equiped with a red laser to aim, and bullets were loaded.
"This is a unique gun I created during my free time." Leo replied and spun the revolver loader. "Ten shot, hollow tipped bullets with laser aimer for the inaccurate. Not bad eh?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:07 pm
"Very nice!" Vice said with a laugh, looking at the weapon curiously. It was, indeed, unique. "But does not the bigger loader bring down the cun's power and innitial range capability? If so, then it seems to be more trouble than it's worth." He didn't mean anything bad by what he said, but Vice was never one to sugar coat what he ment. "But that is still highly imprssive what you did with such a small amount of material. If you need more, just ask me. I have enough to spare."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:07 pm
She bowed her head, too ashamed to look at anyone. Slowly she turned and began walking away again. "Very well. I must speak with Reeve about this. Farewell." she said softly, walking slowly in the general direction of Reeve's home but did not disapparate as she needed time to think of how to speak with him about this.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:10 pm
Looking at Ziven walk away he yelled to her. "Reevis does not care. Balth... Mask told me he saw it happen, which means Reeeis already knows. If he has not said anything to you yet, then I don't think he minds." Vice shook his head slightly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:12 pm
"Actually, you would be surprised but it doesn't. I decreased the loader's density and lightened the barrel, but increased the handle weight instead. This way, there is less of a recoil in the shot but it takes a strong arm to wield in one hand, or two for those who can't do it. It took me quite some time to figure out the exact precise weight to get this baby going. I fyou got scrap metal and electronic junk to spare, I'll gladly take it off your hands."
Watching Ziven leave, his ears dropped as he put his Phantom away. "Something isn't right with her....Is she alright Vice?" He asked as the gun dissasembled into a Desert Eagle and spare parts.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:19 pm
Stopping in her path, she inhaled deeply. Turning back to the pair, she nodded her head to Vice, showing she heard him and understood. This did not ease the guilt and upset she felt, now that she knew what she had done was not considered to be acceptable. Moving again, she sat near a tree, her back facing the males now, now barely visible as she held her knees to her chest, leaning her back slightly against the tree.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:21 pm
"She does not understand the world outside of the bubble she grew up in. She is too kind, and far too worried about the health of all others." He said with a sigh. That was what he had come to understand about her, anyway. With the flick of his wrist a very large pile of assorted things seemed to appear. Iniside the pile ranged things from small peices of iron to human-sized robots made with what seemed to be gold. Everything a person needed to build a weapon was in there, plus more. "Have at it."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:27 pm
His eyes widened, a very wide smile on his face before looking at Vice. "My friend, you have just gave me what I need to create the ultimate war machiene! However, I need a workplace to sort out all of this between what I need and what I won't need. Think you could accomodate an engineer? I also need electronics, like computers, t.v., things like that to get my weapon built. For this, I'll make you any weapon you ask for."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:40 pm
Vice laughed, watching the man's expression. With another slight movement several computers and televisions appeared next to the pile. "I am afraid that where you work you will have to find on your own. I can make a shead for you here, if that is what you wish." He shook his head slightly. "As for the weapon, I do not need any. I too enjoy tinkering, so anything I want I'll make myself. Thanks for the offer though..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:44 pm
"Actually...since I have all of this...." He closed his eyes and began to focus. This was the first time he would do this. "Keep the iron coming...I'm going to try and create a makeshirt laboratory out of it...." Leo replied as iron began to float up and expand, beginning to make walls as electronics laced over them to reinforce the walls with Technomancy magic.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 10:46 pm
Ziven smiled, pleased to know that Leo and Vice were getting along so well upon their first meeting. Considering how she and Leo had offended others in the bar and how she seemed to be on less than great terms with Vice most of the time. Though she was pleased, she did not move from where she was, still holding her knees, trying to relax and thinking of the evening.
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