Technic's Shadow

[soulping]

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[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. ]

[overlording]

[Three bullets at a time. Rook has two and one-third rounds.

Shuu wants a shield, though what he finds is pitted and looking far more like an overgrown hubcap. Enjoy getting rust and grime all over your wings. Underneath said hubcap shield is a small bottle.

Garnet will see something similar to a tuning fork with a barely-visible warning sign, just out of reach under one of the grates.]

[unguilded]

[ loading it up then, to be ready. ]

[morbirdinterest]

[moving the hubcap aside for now to examine the bottle. anything on or in it?]

[overlording]

[A gelatinous orange substance, nearly liquid. There is enough for one person to take a shot. For now, the lid is stuck tight.

The bottom of the bottle has a symbol in the glass.]

[morbirdinterest]

[hmm. will hold on to both the bottle and the hubcap for now.]

[onebullet]

[ She wouldn't know what the sign meant, even if she could see it!

YAY, FUTURE! ]

Oh hey, there's something here.

[ Totally going to go for it~ Can you stab things with a tuning fork? Probably not. ]

[unguilded]

Is that a lightning bolt?

... be careful.

[onebullet]

I'll be fine!

[overlording]

[Lifting the grate requires some elbow grease, but she's successful. Tuning fork is in a small notch on what looks to be a giant piece of machinery, crackling with electricity. She will have to get on her stomach and reach past her line of vision to pull it out successfully.]

[onebullet]

[ Grabs her handy dandy cape again and wraps it around her hand, in case it's hot, before laying flat on her stomach and reaching for it. ]

[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. :')]

[unguilded]

[ LIKE HE'S GONNA LOOK AT ANYTHING REMOTELY BOOBS. ]

[morbirdinterest]

[yes yes averting his eyes while looking for potential weapons]

[overlording]

[Sexy!

The makeshift grip is sloppy, but functional.]

[goodbyenurse]

[Readjusting her shirt back on, checking her hand to see if regen is working properly, then GETTIG DOWN TO BUSINESS of taking point, ready to head through the open door when everyone else is.]

[I GET TO DESTROY THINGS~~]

[unguilded]

[ YOU BETTER NOT FORGET WHAT I SAID ABOUT ATTACKING THINGS!!

Holding onto the gun after he pockets the rest of the bullets. ]

[goodbyenurse]

[If Technic didn't want us attacking him he wouldn't have given us a gun.]

[morbirdinterest]

[before we go! Tart is heading over with a large hubcap-like shield thing and also (a small bottle. the bottle he is holding out to Belt.]

You ought to keep this. I am currently lacking in pockets and would rather use both wings to keep a hold of this. [lifts the hubcap-shield]

[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.]