Technic's Shadow

[soulping]

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[onebullet]

Yeah. Name's Garnet, it's nice to meet you.

[ To Rook: ]

Let's see if we can shift some of the scrap from the top of it.

[unguilded]

[ TRYING THAT NOW ... despite the resistance. ]

[onebullet]

[ Garnet is STRONK, but is she stronk enough to shift it? ]

[goodbyenurse]

[maybe with three people??]

[overlording]

[Shifting successful. There are lots of crashing sounds as numerous odds and ends hit the floor, some continuing their journey as they slip through metal grates that line the room, clanging off into a massive chasm.

The pipe has loosened considerably.]

[morbirdinterest]

[peering down one of the grates to see if he can make out any shapes down there]

[overlording]

[Much darkness. Very bleak. Wow.

There is a glow, as if a fireplace sits far beneath them. But it's too long of a drop to tell.]

[morbirdinterest]

[hmm. could maybe get a closer look if a grate was removed since yay flying. but why stick his neck out like that?

turning his attention back to everyone else. /o/]

[unguilded]

Phew, finally!

[overlording]

[>>Pull the pipe out?

Y/N]

[unguilded]

[ very y. ]

[onebullet]

[ Takes off her cape and wraps it around the pipe to avoid anymore unnecessary injuries. ]

[overlording]

[You are now holding the barrel of a very intricate gun.

Thankfully, the rest of the gun is still attached. The trigger has seen better days.

Pulling it out, however, has caused whatever ammunition loaded inside to go rolling around the floor like a collection of marbles. Watch out for the grates.]

[goodbyenurse]

[Cutting off the path to the grates by placing her pipe in the way.]

[morbirdinterest]

[and helping scoop up the ammunition as fast as he can]

[overlording]

[Tart is exceptionally fast with his feathers and catches four bullets.]

[overlording]

[Her pipe stops two bullets.]

[unguilded]

[ .......... did I just get a gun.

I JUST GOT A GUN.

COOL. ]

--Ah!

[ using his foot to block as many as he can from slipping through the grates so he can pick them up. ]

[onebullet]

[ Aw crap.

Grabbing as much ammunition that slips past Rook and Belt as she can. ]

[unguilded]

[ to all of them: ] Thanks.

[ and once everything is scooped up, he works on seeing how much he can load into the gun and will keep any extra ammunition on him for fast reloading. ]

Hmm ... I wonder why there's a gun here at all, though. That bodes badly for what might be in these doors.

So ... if we can find anything else to use as a weapon along the way, Garnet and Tart should hold onto something just in case. For now we'll let Belt attack anything first, if it's needed, so we can save the gunshots as a last resort and in case we need them later.

[morbirdinterest]

[yeah totally handed his 4 bullets over to Rook btw]

There is something to that logic. ...I will see what I can find.

[checking out the remaining scrap for something that might work as a weapon (or shield)]

[onebullet]

[ Scanning the scrap for anything she can use, too. ]

[goodbyenurse]

That seems a sound strategy. With the grip so sharp there is little I can do, however...

[Thinking for a moment... Then setting the pipe down and loosening her shirt.]

Do not look, or I shall test the result on your head.

[The Amalthea women's uniform includes binders for a lady's chest because cross dressing. She is going to repurpose them into a grip for this pipe now. :')]

[overlording]

[Scrambling to catch the ammunition knocks loose pieces of the pile underfoot, scattering the bullets in her reach.

Down the grate they fall.]

[overlording]

[Yes you got a gun.

Rook stops one bullet.]