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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 23, 2009 16:23:48 GMT -8
"I don't really know." She admitted. "large enough to cover my chest in battle, i guess."
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Post by Grr on Oct 23, 2009 16:36:37 GMT -8
"All right." Drake looked at his untouched metal. He picked one out that was smaller than what Ayra specified. He took it over to the furnence, and chucked it in. "We'll need to wait for it to turn cherry red. Then I can work with it."
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 23, 2009 16:39:34 GMT -8
Ayra cocked her head. "I trust you and all, but isn't that piece of metal a little small to be made into a shield?" She asked curiously, because she had never made a shield before and didn't really know how to.
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Post by Grr on Oct 23, 2009 16:41:20 GMT -8
"Once I hammer it, the metal will spread out and make itself better," Drake replied.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 23, 2009 16:45:02 GMT -8
"Oh, okay. That makes sense." Ayra said. She went to the wall and looked at his contraptions. She shuddered. "I would not like to be hit by any of these." She murmured.
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Post by Grr on Oct 23, 2009 16:53:19 GMT -8
Drake looked over that what Ayra is looking at," Oh, that. Well, that doesn't work. I have tried everything, but I gave up and just hang it on the wall." Drake looked at the metal, it was ready. He walked over and took the metal out. He placed it on the anvil, and started hammering at it.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 23, 2009 17:02:53 GMT -8
Ayra was looking at a contraption that looked like it would strap onto your forearm and have attachments that hook onto your thumb. It looked like if you twitched the thumb in a specific motion, a knife would come to your hands, or throw itself at the object you were aiming at. The launcher was a spring loaded explosion, but the straps would shield you from the heat and fire. Ayra looked closer at it. "Hey, if I am really careful and promise not to touch anything else, can I take it off of the wall? Mayb I can inhance it enough for it to work properly."
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Post by Grr on Oct 23, 2009 17:49:17 GMT -8
((Drake would be one to actually make that, XD. Good description.))
Drake stopped hammering," sure. But make sure you don't touch anything else." He went back to hammering the metal.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 18:42:10 GMT -8
Ayra nodded, and carefully took down the weapon. She took out the knife and looked over the contraption. She frowned in thought. After strapping it to her arm, she bent a cable on the spring. "Needs to be accurate.." She murmured to herself. She stuck the thumb pad in place and swiveled it around, making a tiny explosion. She smiled. "That should fix that." She looked closely at the [art that moved the knife into your hand. If you squeezed it, the knife would pop out into your hand. A small screw was loose, so she tightened it. Then, she bent that whole part ninety degrees. "No wonder you were having problems." She called to Drake, putting the knife back in. "With the way you had it, it would slice your whole wrist off!"
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 18:45:10 GMT -8
Drake put the piece of metal back into the fire, to reheat it," hey. I said I've tried everything to make that work. Plus, I knew that."
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 18:48:55 GMT -8
"Well, then, why didn't you fix it?" Ayra said, rolling her eyes. She put the knife back into place and Aimed across the room to a old target. She swiveled her thumb again, and the knife exploded from her and hit it straight in the bulls eye. "It works now" Ayra casually said, loosening the straps on her arm .
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 18:55:52 GMT -8
"I just said I've tried everything," Drake repeated. His face had a surprised look when he saw that Ayra made his 'knife thrower' work in less than five minutes, when he tried everything in a few years. "Uh, good job," Drake took out the metal when it was cherry red again, and continued to hammer it. He was now making it's shape. It was now about the size that Ayra specified.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 19:00:18 GMT -8
Ayra laughed and retrieved the knife. She came back and looked at Drakes progress. She didn't say anything though, and put the Knife Thrower down on the small table cluttered with tools.
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 19:02:42 GMT -8
Drake was finished making its shape. He now needed to make the handle. He took a short metal rod, and placed it into the fire. As well as the shield itself.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 19:06:23 GMT -8
"Oh, and thanks for the complement. Sometimes, it just takes someone from the outside to noice something." Ayra said, sitting criss- cross on the floor
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 19:14:46 GMT -8
Drake sighed, and went back to the shield. The two peices of metal where ready. He took both out. He started with making the handle. He took the metal rod and hammered the ends flat. He then bent the ends down and out. It was now a handle. It was still red hot. He then placed it on the inside the shield. He then hammered the handle to the shield. The two red hot metals soon fused togather. THe basic shield shape was complete. He now had to put in the designs. "Uh, what were the designed that you wanted?"
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 19:18:02 GMT -8
"Moon. Waves. Wind. Fire. My elements, aside from earth since that's basically what it is made of.." Ayra said.
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 19:26:50 GMT -8
"Right." He walked over to a pile of tools. He grabbed a few chizels. He placed the shield back into the fire, once more. He wdisappeared for a moment, then reappeared with a pencil and paper. "Could you draw what you want. I want to do your design correctly." He handed her the paper and pencil.
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Post by kyome月的女& on Oct 24, 2009 19:33:52 GMT -8
She took the paper and pencil, and a second later gave it back, a complete drawing on it. "Here."
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Post by Grr on Oct 24, 2009 19:39:08 GMT -8
Drake looked at the drawing," I can do that." The shield was once again cherry red. He took it out and chizeled in the design, exactly how Ayra drew it on the paper. "There, I just need to temper the metal and it'll be done. Still red hot, Drake walked over to the cooling bin, and quickly placed the shield into the cooling bin. Steam rushed from the cooling bin. Drake took out the shield, and inspected it. He flicked it. It rang beautifully. "It's done."
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