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Elementals: The Scarred World (Semi-Open)

Jonathan waited for a while, then decided that his voice was not heard. Immediately, he started running again, despite his fatigue.

Finally, the reached the hull of the Airship, again while barely not collapsing on the ground. When he has caught his breath, he started observing the Airship from this angle. Despite its rough appereance (Nothing unexpected for a ship that survey the Scar), it was a truly beautifully designed and equipped ship.
He could not find an easy way in, however. He could try to repeat his rock and use the echo to make his existence known, but a better idea popped up into his mind.
"Stewart, start climbing up the Airship. Feel free to use the hull to help you, but return it to its original shape after each step.Once you're on the bridge, redirect survivors to my position."
He then turned to the larger robot. "Margaret, come over here and help me. I know this is not your area of expertise, but collect me some metal. We're making a staircase to the bridge. "

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter
"Whoo, an actual computer. Better than I expected, Shadowgirl" he said, satisfied to have proper tools to work with for fucking once.
"You just stand here and search for cameras, guards, anything that could blow us off." She could use the rest; she looked ready to pass out . "Damn, shadow manipulation must be hard " he thought. Well, he would probably exhaust himself too while working this computer out.
He took a seat and checked it out. The computer was connected to a public port ;that was to be expected, but it also did not even include the option to log in. After checking out the box itself, however, he noticed a proceeded electrical signature of the camera he followed to here ; maybe it was part of another system interconnecting, but knew way or another the camera did indeed connect to this computer, and therefore the computer did connect to the main network.
That's all he needed.
He opened the console log and started typing a piece of code he seemed to have learnt by heart , then run the program he had input. Then, he put his hand to the USB drive port and a series of sparks seemed to be flinged into it.
If he had run it correctly, the whole procedure should send a small security ping to every computer not logged to the encrypted network for the last 20 minutes three times.
He turned to the girl with a smirk. "For my next trick, I'll need some help from the audience. Pass me that digital map I handed you, will ya?"

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter I... kinda haven't told you my name yet. Doesn't matter though, I'll let it slip.

Elementals: The Scarred World (Semi-Open)

Jonathan kept running, and kept running, and kept running. Neither his long metal robe, his backpack, his old age, or his lack of proper exercise did anything to help in his rush, but none of them seemed able to stop him in any way. Behind him, his two robotic companions were following him restlessly, in a kinda slower pace, but also seemingly unhindered by their own heavy construction. In fact, they probably could also carry some extra scrolls, but Jonathan did not think of it until this point and he did not care either. He kept running, and running, and running.

Until he could not run anymore. He suddenly came to a stop, and barely managed to hold his balance and not collapse head-first into the ground. He stood there, catching his breath and contemplating his position while his companions caught up with him. The airship was much closer now- it was still a sizable distance, but he could walk it there most likely. But still, he could also probably signal them while he was still there, if the refined iron veins in the ground would help him.
Slowly, he concentrated his powers and focused on a piece of metal next to him, on which he gave a trumpet-like shape. If his calculations were correct, he should be able to resonate his voice through the surrounding veins of metal for a satisfying g echo through the area. With all his power, praying that his echoed voice wouldn't get lost through the continuous sound of the Scar, he shouted through the hole in the metal:
"Greetings, oh brave traversers of the Storm! Would you accept upon your airship a humble follower of Karina?"

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter
Deus let out a sigh. "I kinda meant if you could describe me what's ahead, because I cannot be sure I see everything. Anyways, I guess we can figure it out by ourselves. Let's roll" he whispered as he walked off the shadows, while keeping the unlocked cuffs to his hands as if nobody ever touched them.

God School

@KatherinWinter I...kinda am not sure how to work the swing too, to be frank. And the obstacle after it. A small description?

Elementals: The Scarred World (Semi-Open)

Just when Jonathan had secured what he thought was the most critical parts of his research (still a sizable amount of scrolls, which he conjured into 4 metal-covered books without really caring to organise them based on their content, an activity that could wait for later), he noticed the S.C.A.R. had a new reading for him. As he decrypted it, he found out that the craft he had spotted started slowing down and losing altitude at the edge of the storm, until it was lost from the S.C.A.R.'s sensors.

Seeing that the S.C.A.R. could only make readings for the area influenced by the Scar's elemental flux, and that the edge of the storm could not instantly destroy a ship to the point of no detection (especially since said craft had survived the parts of it that could), this only meant one thing; the craft had survived! And then probably crashed, if it kept losing altitude at this pace. A look out of the window confirmed his assumptions: near the edge of the Scar, a giant airship sat proudly at the ground, full of dents in its... ice-covered layers? (Yep, definitely Elementals up there) and with its proppellers inexplicably close to the deck, but probably still attached.

Now there was nothing keeping Jonathan in his but. Even if the airship was too badly damaged to fly away, he should help on repairing it or at least helping out the survivors. And if there were no survivors... he hoped things wouldn't come to this, but if they did, he could at least investigate the crash site and the airship.

"Stewart, Margaret, cease activity and come to me. We're leaving" he said quietly to the vast emptiness of his room.

Suddenly, the bellows stopped pumping. From behind the bellows, hidden by the shadows, emerged a humanoid construct made of tungsten and aluminum, around a foot and a half shorter than Jonathan, and walked towards him. From the other side, another humanoid construct made of the elemental metal of this area, at the same height as Jonathan, stopped observing some experiments at also walked towards him. This construct was obviously more advanced than the small one, and had slightly more feminine characteristics than is normally seen in constructs of this kind despite its lack of sensitive parts of the female body.

Everything was ready now. Jonathan called his formal garments from the chair on which they were slowly picking up dust; a large robe made out of pure metal, but somehow as light and soft as silk; a truly gorgeous and inexplicable piece of clothing, a gift from the Master that took care of him when he first arrived to the Academy. Then, he grabbed his backpack, sighed, and did what his robe was not designed for, what he hated to do and did not need to do for years, what he only did as an exercise until now. He started running, with all his strength, towards the location of the airship, not once turning back to what he left behind.

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter @YamiCuoreLaroux What if it was a secret project based on the practical applications of our powers on the military field?

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter
"Very well,milady. Where you go,I follow" Deus replied while bowing down to kiss her hand. Not that the extra coverage he provided with this trick really mattered-the girl really worked in the shadows like she was one herself- but he had seen the kind of technology Doc was having his eggheads work with, and if he still planned on keeping a gang of teenage genetically-engineered killing machines without a single infrared cam or synthetic aperture radar, he was clearly stupid despite his intellect.
"I can only guess shadow manipulation comes with night vision. Describe me what you see in the hallway" he whispered while in this position.

Experimental Army

@KatherinWinter
"There you go" Deus said as he pulled his hands off the wall and handed them over to the girl, while trying to keep his balance. "I do know it will make things harder, but I do think it would suit us both if you could do this while we're walking. Oh, and also if you could show me a little shadow trick over our hands while doing it. Something that will look like a demonstration."