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 Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 9:21 am
“This is ridiculous,” The older gentleman was almost to the point of seething. To be asked, HIM of all people to build this was ridiculous. Sitting in his classroom the was pouring over the plans, the runes that had been written out for him, alien and strange in script. Celestial script. It was beautiful and as rigid as could possible be. So uniform it seemed predictable, until you tried to translate it. The smallest changes in a single character altered its meaning.
Apparently a boy had requested to assist him, a spawn by the name of Taylor.
“I am too old for this..” The man complained for the hundredth time that day. It was fortunate that Taylor...a Pride and Chasity spawn had shown so much interest in helping him make the thing. Now he just had to wait for him to appear.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 10:51 am
Taylor whistled to himself as he strolled through the familiar halls of the lab, he hadn’t been back since he’d gotten bigger and it was gratifying in way to tower above a lot of those who’d once intimidated him. Or at least be able to see eye to eye with them, not that the pride spawn held a lot of animosity for this place, after all it had given him his love of jellies and jams. No, it was just nice to see his birthplace from a different point of view physically and mentally.
That and the fact that he’d been granted a request to help pleased him to no end. Now he wasn’t just some apprentice mechanic and engineer in training, he was the kid who was going to help create something more important than just a working carburetor . Taylor also planned to ‘ borrow’ a few books and supplies while he was here, not that anyone needed to know that. He figured they wouldn’t even notice anyways, with all the books and stuff they had to have around here.
Taylor’s long sharp nails clicked on the hard shiny floor as he made his way to the designated room and leaned in the doorway. “Hey is it safe to come in now?” Eager as he was, the green banged boy didn’t want to interrupt any sort of serious concentrating going on or step somewhere he shouldn’t.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 8:43 am
The older gentleman had looked up upon hearing the voice, he sighed and pushed himself up and out of his chair, taking his cane in hand as he went to approach the desgin that was still burned into the carpet.
"You may enter.." came the older man's voice as he searched over the runes. It was all wrong. For demons this would work perfectly..but not angels.
He half turned to greet his apprentice that would be with him for a short while at the least.
"Please make yourself comfertable, we have a lot of work to do."
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 9:52 am
Taylor watched his instructor curiously and wondered if he too would have to rely on a cane when he was old. The idea was a bit disturbing and the Teen vowed to find or create a way to prevent any sort of aging that might leave him as an invalid someday. In fact he put it on his mental list of things to work on as soon as possible.
The pride spawn found a comfortable place withing the room to settle down. He was excited, and wondered what exactly this would entail given that no specifics had been provided for him. Would he end up carving runes like the ones on the carpet into metal used to make a portal machine, would he end up bleeding all over the place in sacrifice? Regardless of what happened Taylor would be there to see it and thus able to replicate it when he got home.
"Ok, I'm good," he said once he'd settled down," What do you want me to do first?"
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