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exsiliumlogs2012-04-27 09:59 pm
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[open] Testing and Documentation
Date & Time: Most anytime post-Roman mission
Location: Gym
Characters: Osprey and anyone who cares to join
Summary: Osprey is feeling out his body/weapon's newly increased limits
Warnings: Possible martial-arts violence
Osprey was unhappy with the Initiative, which was nothing new. He had been willing to offer them the benefit of the doubt up to a point, but that point had passed on the ground outside the Assyrian village, where he and the other transports had been left to their own devices in the fight against the Romans, without intelligence, direction, or support.
Right now, though, his annoyance was more focused. He'd taken his sleeve, his already massively-upgraded body, as his weapon, and as promised, its capabilities had indeed increased. However, exactly how it had improved hadn't been documented, which was irksome.
So now, he ran through practice exercises, speed katas, and anything else he could think of to try and figure out exactly what had improved, and how much. A weapon you didn't know was a weapon in the hands of your enemy, to borrow a line from one of his more philosophical instructors, and he was not about to let his body be that kind of weapon.
Location: Gym
Characters: Osprey and anyone who cares to join
Summary: Osprey is feeling out his body/weapon's newly increased limits
Warnings: Possible martial-arts violence
Osprey was unhappy with the Initiative, which was nothing new. He had been willing to offer them the benefit of the doubt up to a point, but that point had passed on the ground outside the Assyrian village, where he and the other transports had been left to their own devices in the fight against the Romans, without intelligence, direction, or support.
Right now, though, his annoyance was more focused. He'd taken his sleeve, his already massively-upgraded body, as his weapon, and as promised, its capabilities had indeed increased. However, exactly how it had improved hadn't been documented, which was irksome.
So now, he ran through practice exercises, speed katas, and anything else he could think of to try and figure out exactly what had improved, and how much. A weapon you didn't know was a weapon in the hands of your enemy, to borrow a line from one of his more philosophical instructors, and he was not about to let his body be that kind of weapon.
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Fiona looked around the room a moment, tapping her chin thoughtfully. There wasn't really much space to use for covering. Covering probably wouldn't be terribly needed, she doubted the blast could become so large. "Just stand behind me." She shrugged. Although, if it did turn out to be a bigger blast it would be a problem. "Far behind me."
She couldn't help but give a small smirk from his question. "You'll see." And then she began to assess which wall might be best to shoot toward, while she waited for him to move to a comfortably safe location.
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Having reached the wall behind Fiona, he leaned against it. "Is this far enough, or should I leave the room?"
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She picked the wall with the least amount of equipment nearby as well as no immediate entrance. She seriously didn't need someone walking in while she casted and she certainly wasn't rude enough to destroy other people's stuff. Even if she got the feeling that everything in the room was likely magic-proof or at least fire-proof. "And just so you know," she said while taking hold of her staff, "being nervous is perfectly rational."
With that she began to cast.
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BOOOOOOOOOM.
The structure of the building shakes for a moment from the impact. And Fiona collapses to her knees from the effort. She'll try standing again after being still for sometime, much of her weight on her staff. "Not good enough." She'll curse to herself.
Still she manages a small smirk when she finally faces him. "You could say that." She'll say through heaves of breath.
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He walks back towards the mage. "Once you've caught your breath, I propose a test. I start on the other side of the room. You try to stop me before I get close enough to touch you."
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