Avalon Project (continued)

The female gave a gentle look over, heavy black armor lightly reflecting in the lamplight. This was the ticket out. They got this right, and it could mean so much correct for Valmasia. So much advantage- They'd never even see it coming. With a shiver, Forte stepped forward.

"...I'm waiting."
(Forte)

Penelope draws herself into the room, her curious piqued by the distant voices she can hear from beyond the door. There's something happening here, and it doesn't take her long to figure out what. Those runes, the metal, the spire shard...

Her eyes hungrily devour it all as she pulls closer, trying to decipher the intricate runes scrawled on the bomb.

"This is impressive," she mumbles, looking up to look at the few responsible. Her eyes are glimmering with admiration. The catastrophe, the death...! It was all quite sad, but paired with the demise of the enemy factions, Penelope couldn't help but be excited.

This had to be hard work.

Leaves sprout from her palms, who cup together in front of her. A small bowl is fashioned out of the plant mass, and she draws water from the air to fill it with.

She offers the bowl to Dirk, who, by far, looks the most exhausted to her. Then, she continues, providing for the rest...
(Penelope)

Sima takes his little tree of cogs and gears-- His ignition system, all spark-wheels and cogs, a system to start up the absolute /hell/ to come. Lifts the system of hinged layers... And jams it into place. Turning at the top, where the covered, delayed ignition switch is for Forte. The thing moves. Good. With a twist, he puts the mechanism into a position in which it can function, covering up the top. Can't have any mistakes.
(Sima Kang)


Sima Kang says, "Now. Now we're done. Now it works."
Konax goes into a thinking position as he would look onto the fancy thing being finished. He did wonder what it could provide at all.
(Konax Haltinok)