The man began to focus his energy. He needed to follow where Kirin went, to make sure he didn't do anything crazy. He needed to make sure that he didn't hurt himself, or others. From the moment Kirin left, he began to track him using omniscience. His energy signature continued to go far across the world, and it looked like he ended up in Pronta, of all places. Was he going on a raid there? Or was he going to go rogue, joining the enemy nation? "Isis..." He interrupted her, a very stern look in his eyes. "I think Kirin is trying to get himself killed." He sighed. He couldn't allow his King to do that. Kirin's survival was necessary for Aramil. "Adios, guys," Raphael nodded, and opened a Dimension Door, exiting through. --exit--
Sean listened to Kirin when he said, "Whomever you may be, go ******** off. Neither one of us are in the mood for more people to speak about joining us...." The man watched him walk off without another word. He then turned his attention back to Isis as she started to speak to him again. When she finished talking Sean said, "No, I'm not an Amaranthine Separatist. Though you shouldn't just stay near the shores. You should try to reclaim some of the desert." The man's words were still in his head, but now was not the time to question them, he would wait, the questions would come later.
"Oh god," the alarms began to ring. The sirens. The whole city was being attacked -- it was possible... that it was going to be destroyed. "Sean, we have to talk later. I... I have to go. Everyone," she turned around, looking at her guard. They seemed scared, knowing that the invincible Raphael wasn't here to defend him. And neither was Kirin. "Defend Aramil the best that you can. We can't allow the Empire to collapse." She ran as fast as she could into the fray, where she could defend the city. --exit--
Sean heard the alarms and watched as Isis left. The guards that had his sword tossed it to him before saying, "If you want to get on their good sides, help us." Sean caught the weapon by the scabbard and unsheathed it slightly looking at the blade, contemplating if he would help or not. The Ysari chuckled before sliding the scabbard back into his sword belt and walking outside following the lady and her guards.
((Just did a shitload of training and... it didn't ******** post. However, Wulf has allowed me to count my posts out of the kindness of his heart.))
As Raziel finished learning how to craft his add ons, he would look at his dinosaur and nod. "Right then, looks like I can put a couple add ons on you R.E.X. Maybe even give you a couple upgrades." He would say, satisfied with his new knowledge and equipment. He now had a pair of shiny robotic gauntlets, as well as a pair of shiny metallic boots.
Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 12:06 pm
x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x [STR: 6 | SPD: 5 | RESERVES: 1950/1950| Expert]
It has been some time hasn't? Since he had explored the outside world? After his time in nocturne everything had seemed to fade away as he had started his work in private once more. So much work had been done since these few months have given him the silent peace he had needed. No mention of war, no mention of the crazed beings outside the great dome he lived in. Only the sheer quiet that he could enjoy inside his hanger. The hum of machines would be heard all around as the drones had started to retro fitted the great colossus that laid dormant at the bottom of the hanger itself. Dizen, the guardian of armail had done much in the past month, cleaning the remains of the dead titan that had laid wasted to this gem of the ocean. His armor clad in golden tint, shined in the lights above as the new systems were installed and his mind started to "sleep" in the collective system. Builder roamed the halls quietly watching over the engineers as they had started their studies and the retro fits to the hanger itself. The wolf like machine had its goals in mind, goals his master had set forth as he started to work on his plan. He was not to be questioned about it nor was he to be messed with unless it was time for him to eat when he did. This only left Ares who had been broken down from his robotic body and uploaded to become a V.I. assistant to the master. It was the simple, Ares enjoyed the work he was given and was happy that his mind was not decommissioned for the time to use for a greater use.
This had only left the king, in the closed off part of the hanger, his home. The sounds of clanging metal could be heard ehcoing through the still home, only to hide the sounds of shallows breathes. Sweat would run down the side of his forehead as the last few reps were in sight. The bar had grown heavier but it would not stop him until he reached the goal. ...16...17...18... Even in times like this he had to keep his body in peak condition. There was no war and no fighting but the time would come again, his body needed to be just as ready as his mind. ....19......20 The clang of the bar being racked would echo once more. The machinist would slowly raise up from the bench with arms hurting and his breathe keeping it shallow pant. He had finished his workout for the day, so he could atleast relax until later. Reaching out to the side, he grabs hold of a small towel and threw it over his head. His mind would echo in the quiet... How long has it been...? All the nineteen year had done was work not taking a single care of the outside world, it had felt to be too long. Raising up slowly from his brench, he started to head into the kitchen. Tea had already seemed to brewing as he walked in, a male voice would ring out in the room. "Already brewed and ready sir. Anything else you would like?" The azure haired being would simply shake his head as he moved over to his cup of tea and placed it to his mouth. Turning and sitting against the counter the machinist would hum quietly. Music would start to cut on around him, just like it had after every work out. Loosened him up for sure. Relaxing there quietly the machinist, would start to hum along with the music seeming to fall asleep where he stood. Of course this wasn't it because the tea held firm in his hand. Soooo much time...
An hour would pass before the machinist would exit the room, taking the elevator up towards the top level. He would dressed in a nice leather jacket with a red stripe running across both shoulders and down the arms. Hell it was nice, and one of the nice women at the palace had made it for him. Jeans and a pair of sports shoes he seemed to be dressed like any other nineteen year old out in the world today. It was the day he would leave the city and go into the outside world. The safety of the city would not stay forever if he did not check out the other nations around him. Isolationism was a good tactic in the least, they were protected against all forms of attack from any nations these days. The elevator would stop only for a moment as the door would open up to reveal his metal companion walking in and sitting quietly beside him. The machinists would lay his hand on top of the wolf's head and stroke it quietly. Nothing was needed to be said, they both knew it was time to leave for the time being. A cell phone looking device would be held in his hand as he flipped it open and started to slide his finger across it's surface. Ares' being installed in all of his main systems, armor and this device inculded he could make sure that his master was well informed at all times. Finally reach the top floor the two started to walk out quietly, with two guards extending out his duffle bag and metal case of some sort. Taking the duffle bag, Kirin would throw it over his shoulder while the metal case was given to B. It had taken him just a moment to the leave the hanger. No reason to look back... He would return soon enough Exit
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla. Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
Raziel leaves aramil, since it is dead as a mofo. ~ -exit
Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 9:18 pm
xxxxxxxxlHuman l Mechanist Gunslinger l Novice l
GerrikCollinsxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx TABTAB"Heh.... Alrighty then.... Let's try this baby out." Gerrik picked up his magnum by the handle gently after he placed his wrench on the counter of the firing range. He had just made a few twiks to the firing camber and cartridge holder in order to allow the firearm to keep together after a shot or five. He took his sights down the range, then aimed and pulled the trigger with one hand. The result was a loud bang sound and the gun forcing his hand up and to face level, even if it was off next to his right ear. That was now much the gun kicked. The target he hit? A fourth of it was obliterated. Gerrik beamed. "Hell yea... Now that's what I'm talking about." He castes his eyes over the revolver as one of goggle's many functions kicked in. It scanned the gun, going through each individual piece and gave off reading of the state of each piece. The first two firing attempts resulting in a complete backfire and the insides looking like it had just been thrown into a star. Now, with AIDA's help and his own genius modifications, the Mjonlir was perfect and ready to take out on a night on the town.
Strength: 6 Speed: 5 Revolution: Machine Revolt Machines: N/A Upgraded Items: Goggles: HUD | Zoom 'Scope' | Night Vision Scanner | Infrared Scanner Weapons: ~ Wrench ~ S&M Master Series .500 Magnum - Mjolnir Energy Meter: 500 Ammo: 180 (1.5 x 120 Base) Voices in My Head:X
