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9 days ago
Current Stop being passive aggressive. Just be aggressive.
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1 yr ago
It is certainly not 'optimal', but it *is* doable, depending on what you want to do with it. You could go swords or valor bard and play them more like a warrior with some magical ability
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2 yrs ago
One might say your villain arc has begun. Embrace it.
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2 yrs ago
Man do I love watching the circus
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As the sounds of gunfire began to die down, a pair of figures, male and female, popped their heads out from behind the curtained medical beds. By the door, a taller man pressed against the side, a weighty AED hardcase in his hands, ready to be swung at the head of any intruder wishing to break their way into the medical bay. But, no such attacker came, the halls of the upper deck remained relatively quiet, save for a few of the crew that had gone down to check on what had happened. The medical crew, while possessing varying levels of former military experience, opted to stay above decks- they were soldiers no longer, and their medical experience would do nobody any good if they were among the casualties below.

"What's going on down there? The female assistant asked the room. While her small frame and French accent presented a sort of gentle demeanor, Sara's sharp tongue and sharper wit were really anything but.

"Is everyone dead..? Should we stay up here?" The male assistant whined. Ever the gentle giant, while a bit cowardly, Richard's physical strength and bedside demeanor was second to none.

"Stay here, I'll go down and assess what's going on." Duncan instructed, setting the AED case back down on a nearby table. Rounding out the merry medical crew was none other than himself. A bit of an everyman; filling the role of physician and surgeon in such a small crew on such a small ship. "Keep your comms on and the doors locked, I'll notify you guys when I get down there."

Pausing at the door Duncan turned back, "Better start shaping up the med bay, I get the feeling we're going to get busy soon."

On the main deck of the ship, Duncan stepped out of the lift, poking his head out into the main hall. Despite what he expected, there was no carnage in the ship itself. A few individuals were sat along the sides of the corridor, banged up, but for the most part alive and with non life-threatening injuries. From what he gathered, more than a few of the individuals now on board the ship were not supposed to be, but no one was actively hostile. Duncan spotted the airlock opening, and Captain Kadıoğlu stepping out from it.

"Captain!" Duncan called out to her, though not actively attempting to stop her, she seemed busy enough. "You're intact right?" In a situation like this, being in one piece was the important thing, it didn't matter if they were a little banged up or bruised, minor injuries could be taken care of after they got out of- whatever mess this was. So long as she was capable of performing what she needed to do, he could go into the hangar and check out the state of people there.
Here he is, my chain smokin' doctor, ready for review.

@TheNoCoKid it's very tempting, I'm a bit short on time, but I'll give it a thunk

Would an R&D magitech Smith work? Someone who uses less spells but more a bunch of magical tools?
Just popping in to say I love this idea, very creative! Best of luck to you all


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”You did WHAT?! Jin cried out incredulously for what was quite possibly the fourth time that hour. His head jerked up, slamming painfully against the bottom of his car’s raised hood. For the first time since they’d left Ba Sing Se, Jin was finally out of his helmet and in more comfortable- if equally utilitarian clothes. His sleeves were rolled up and he was currently elbow deep within the innards of the Kyoshi’s engine. Sumire sat on top of a stack of tires, tool box wrapped in her arms, rolling her eyes.

”I may or may not have installed a Synergy supercharger into the Kyoshi…” The smaller girl admitted for what felt like the tenth time that day.

”And you’ve been using the Kyoshi to street race?! You’ve been using my car for street races?!” There was a loud clang and a slew of curses as Jin dropped a tool and forced his arm deeper into the car to fish the item out.

Technically it's the company’s car…” Sumire reminded him sheepishly, ”And if you ask anyone in Ba Sing Se- they think it’s my car.” she added, a bit more smugly.

”My. Car.” Jin reiterated, a motor oil soaked glove slapping the top of the engine for emphasis. ”Did you win at least?” came the followup, quieter.

”Of course I won, who do you think I am?” Sumire retorted sweetly. Jin just stared at her with a look that might’ve said ‘I don’t even know anymore.’ ”Jiinnn…” she whined, ”At least it got us out of there, right?”

”Yeah, yeah...” Jin grumbled, deflating slightly as he pulled a blown out part out of the car.

With everything that had been happening, they’d been more or less avoiding the subject until they were safe. But two days after the sandworm attack, here they were- in relative safety. After dropping the others off in town, Feyi led Jin to a garage that seemed to hold the entirety of the settlement’s vehicles, which admittedly weren’t many. As a result, the space was spacious, though crowded at the same time. A veritable junkyard of spare parts were heaped against the walls and in unoccupied parking spots- useful for their purposes.

Jin had made himself comfortable here, not quite free with his belongings- the most valuable of which he kept locked inside the Kyoshi’s trunk, but a lot of the non essentials were added to the garage’s controlled chaos and spread out around the small parking space as he more or less established himself within the garage. Only really using the tavern to sleep, Jin had spent most of the day in the garage, attempting to fix the damage to his car caused by Sumire’s booster, as well as the RSF gunfire, only really stopping to eat and drink some food offered by the locals.

Likewise, the folk in Tu Zin had been more than welcoming thus far, though none of them really had any clue what the Kyoshi was. Compared to the rest of the vehicles in the garage, the Kyoshi might as well have been from a different planet. Not a spot of rust, angular lines, metal for windows and a modernized synergy intake instead of regular fuel. Still, the gearheads there were helpful and cooperative, though it wasn’t difficult for Jin to notice that there was something- or someone missing. Jin didn’t know Tikanni, at all really- last month Tikanni might’ve just been the name of another nameless raider, but it didn’t take much for Jin to notice the atmosphere.

With a frustrated sigh, Jin slammed the hood of the Kyoshi shut. Sumire slid off the stack of tires as he pulled off the worn gloves and set aside the tools the settlement had provided them. ”All done?” the white haired girl inquired.

”What can be done, anyway.” Jin sighed, ”We still have another issue at hand- fuel, synergy. I don’t think there’s just an abundance of it here out in the boondocks.”

”We could ask around?” Sumire suggested, Jin shook his head.

”I doubt the people here will be willing to just give it away- remember, one of their guys tried to rob us.” Jin whispered in a low voice, his eyes straying around the garage to spot potential eavesdroppers.

”Well, no sense standing around here then,” Sumire replied, a sudden pep jumping into her step, ”We’ve been cooped up in this garage all day, I want to check out the rest of the town!”

”You go ahead I’ll just-!” Without so much as a request, Sumire was already grabbing Jin’s arm and dragging him out of the garage and into the rest of Tu Zin, intent on exploring the rest of the settlement with Jin in tow, whether he liked it or not.





woah, lots happened while I was out, but I like the idea of a half martial half caster 'gish' type character. I think I'm gonna lean on the lightning and fire aspect- electro whips and fire boosters and all that jazz.

I'll catch up on everything I missed in a little while.
I think I'm gonna split the difference with my character, sort of mixing all the ideas: I have a plan for a character that's the daughter of a pair of shrine keepers, maybe with ties to the other planes. She's in her rebellious phase and a bit rowdy, but otherwise well adjusted society-wise. Probably going to use a combination of electromancy and pyromancy. I think I have some suitable character art for her too!

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