Eury's Rifle

[22:53] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Evening Thorn, Kat, right."
[22:53] Katrin loiters outside her own shop, smoking her pipe as usual.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[22:53] Eurydice Vanreth says, "I've got time, been waiting on a letter from someone else, so got a whole lot of nothing to do, right."
[22:54] Katrin Weiss asks, "'Course. Ya wanna start on business then?"
[22:54] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Right"
[22:54] Thorn nods towards Euyrdice.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[22:55] Thorn Meztin says, "Hey there, pal."
[22:55] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Hah, hey! Attica is around at the academy if you wanna visit her sometime."
[22:55] Katrin Weiss asks, "Good to know. How's she been keepin' there? How've you been keepin', for that matter?"
[22:55] Eurydice Vanreth says, "I've been doing a lot better then expected, still been trying to fix this cramp in my neck, Attica's been attending school, I've gotten Saki's place renovated...and been keeping her kids okay."
[22:56] Katrin Weiss says, "Mn...Good on ya."
[22:56] Katrin Weiss whispers to Thorn Meztin: Ya can come along. Or wait out here. Up to ya, my dear.
[23:01] Twin pipes and the smoke, the smoke filling the sky above, the wind sends forth it's tempest down from the peaks up above on a trio. Her hair billows, as those mismatched eyes stare out into the water, with lips ever so slightly parted.

A roll of a tongue, right along those yellowed teeth, as wrinkles form around her eyes, as those eyes half-lid. It'd been growing darker and darker day by day, stagnant and feeling like things were impossible to change.

Suffocating.
Suffocating.
Suffocating.

Her heart Thumps & Thumps & she's left with her heated breath leaving her throat. As her timber, her voice comes forth with the faintest hint of a rasp tinging a normally smooth voice.

"Business, more then willing to finally get it done...get something done."
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:01] Thorn Meztin whispers to Katrin Weiss: Y'think I can help with this?
[23:01] Thorn Meztin whispers to Katrin Weiss: Y'think her teeth are actually gold or..
[23:03] There's a brief moment where Katrin does not seem entirely mentally present. She looks past Eurydice, to some far off southern horizon.

A noise echoes in her ears. A film falls over her eyes.

It fades as she's addressed.

"I hear ya. Sorry 'bout the delay on it. Been takin' care of my boy, y'know. He's a handful.

But c'mon. We can get ya sorted. Ya want Thorn's help here? Or you wanna keep your dealin's private? As the client, it's your call."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:03] Katrin Weiss whispers to Thorn Meztin: Nah. I think...they're just. F***in' yellow.
[23:04] Eurydice Vanreth asks, "Hah, Thorn's a good friend, if he wants to help and you trust him, why not?"
[23:05] Thorn nods.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[23:05] Thorn Meztin says, "I'll help with what I can."
[23:05] Thorn Meztin whispers to Katrin Weiss: I just wanna make sure she doesn't.. Try anything.
[23:05] Katrin Weiss asks, "Mn. Fair 'nough. You wanted a lightnin' somethin' on it anyhow, right?"
[23:06] Katrin Weiss whispers to Thorn Meztin: Fair.
[23:06] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Blood copper and the like, yes."
[23:06] Katrin Weiss says, "C'mon then."
[23:07] Katrin Weiss asks, "As I recall...ya had the arcanium. The liquid luck. And then for your payin' I had that blood copper. Yeah?"
[23:07] Eurydice Vanreth says, "You had that blood copper yes, I gave that singular arcanium and gave you the liquid luck."
[23:07] Eurydice Vanreth says, "For the thing, right."
[23:07] Thorn Meztin says, "The luck is for you- Ohh..."
[23:08] Katrin Weiss says, "Can augment what we got with a lil' mithril. Oughta' work fine."
[23:08] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Should."
[23:10] The artificer steps into her should and gets into work mode. She tunes out certain noises- or attempts to, and goes about gathering up the bits and bobs she needs.

The arcanium hunk. The luck potion. And, finally, the chunk of blood copper from her own stash.

"I remember we settled on usin' the liquid luck as a barrel oil, right? I think it'd be best to make all the firin' mechanisms from arcanium.

The rest we can have with mithril."

She mutters to herself and, striding over to her work table, starts to shuffle through some old papers and rolled up schematics.

"Feel free to sit down, Eury. Get cozy. Thorn, I won't need your help until it's all set and I got the runes down. So you can cool your heels a lil' too."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:13] "Barrel Oil was about what we decided, the mechanism's being Arcanium make the most sense and are the most important parts, hold the most power, make the thing work the best, should be lighter and stronger then what I have now, if nothing else, right."

It was likely their would be something more considering the ingredients, her mismatched eyes relaxed.

"How do you intend to use the blood-copper in it exactly, don't exactly understand the material much myself, right."

Leaned forward in her chair, leaned on forward into her chair, her fingers roll over each-other.
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:13] Thorn blinks, he realizes just how close he truly was. The man recedes into the background- Really, he just sits into a chair and hums to himself. His head tilts to his left and to his right. "I'll await it, pal." His throat clears, his eyes close and he begins...

To hum, just a standard tune- Not akin to any of his previous works.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[23:18] "The blood copper?" she asks, turning finally to the furnace, to the grand forge. In goes the arcanium. She sets up a long, cylindrical mold as it starts to render down and melt in the great stone vessel.

"I was thinkin' to use it in runic inlay on the outside of the barrel. Figured it'd make the most sense there."

She glances over her shoulder only briefly, nodding over to her partner in crime.

"Then we have our resident rune fella there, and lightnin' magi expert, work his magic on 'em. Pump 'em full of energy."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:19] "Imagine we could both do some of that, I channel my magic into him, he channels it alongside his own into the runes, get em nice and strong, right?"

She didn't exactly understand runes to say the least, but it sounded like an interesting idea nonetheless, her mismatched eyes lightly fluttering, as old achyonite boots, a rarity by now in all honesty most likely.

Relaxing, steadying herself.
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:21] Thorn waves as he was addressed only to fall back into a stupor, his head lying against the crate right behind him. He seemed to be pondering on something else, "Alternatively, we could both just apply both our magics to the rune. No need to use me as a middle man, pal." He muses for a moment, "It's been done before- Rather, I've done it before." He holds a smile.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[23:22] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Hah, want to filter out my sound magic is all."
[23:24] Thorn Meztin exclaims, "I'd feel like I'd explode!"
[23:24] Thorn Meztin says, "Or listen to a very haunting symphony."
[23:24] Eurydice Vanreth says, "....Just what's in my head everyday, right~"
[23:25] "Yeah. Each of ya can just apply it directly. Ain't no need to water it down by usin' another person as a conduit," she reasons. "It'll be just fine that way."

The arcanium finishes melting and rendering down. In its molten form its cast into the nearby waiting mold for a single ingot.

Then, just after, in goes the mithril. Several hunks of the pure, silvery metal. All rendered down.

These, after melting, get transferred to a different mold. A long cylindrical one, no doubt intended for the rifle's barrel.

"Anyhow...What you been up to these days, Eury? What precisely will you be usin' this thing for? Defendin' yourself, I take it?"
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:25] Eurydice Vanreth says, "But we'll do it your way then."
[23:30] "Defending myself, maybe passing it down to my grand-children if that ever happens, right...don't think I've got anything offensive planned right now, right."

A roll of her tongue, a roll of that tongue along those yellowed teeth, she's nervous in all honesty, she's been thinking about a lot of things, her mind pre-occupied by failures and children that she has to care for all her own.

"Defending...Attica, defending Saki's children, their going to be able to attend the academy soon. That I'm still kicking's a good sign, right?"
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:30] Thorn Meztin asks, "How old are you now, Eurydice?"
[23:32] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Fourty f***ing three and only my eyes are getting wrinkles, truly my regime has blessed me with youth~"
[23:33] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Been twenty one years since everything really kicked off for me."
[23:33] Thorn Meztin says, "Oh.. We're... The same age."
[23:34] Eurydice Vanreth asks, "That suprised?"
[23:34] Eurydice Vanreth asks, "How...old did you think I was?"
[23:35] "Hmn. Admirable," she mutters. There were plenty of worse reasons to make a weapon before. And she's probably done most of them.

Not that she's ever had much say in what happens to the what she makes once its out of her hands. Or cared to, for that matter.

"You both are agin' like fine wine." The words are offered off-handedly as she bores out the center of the cylindrical molded mithril. She holds it up and looks clean through the tube. The new rifle's barrel.

It's set aside, off onto the work bench.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:36] Thorn Meztin says, "Three years younger."
[23:42] "You've both seen how little I've changed, got an arm back infact, got brain-surgery, my body fixed up more, I look better then I did without a doubt, when you consider...when everything started happening.

When it all started to pick up, I was dying of an infection in my eye, with an iron hand. I was a lot of things, a worse person, selfish, a lot more selfish, alone."

A gentle pull forth of a small thing to drink, it's some sort of berry like juice, swirled together in a glass bottle. Her chapped lips wrap around it and give it a thick swig.

"I always thought you were younger then me most of the time, you looked at me like you thought I was younger a lot of the time in the past, it's really strange to think the place we met?

Is just a ruined deathtrap, that I've outlived almost everyone who was there that day.

And I know Katrin, cause looking good is good,right and while I'm not someone who drinks, I imagine your right~"
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:45] Thorn Meztin says, "..Ah.."
[23:45] "Ruined death trap. We talkin' about Achyon?" the artificer scoffs. "I'd like to think we'd all come a long way though."

She sits down at the table now, a metal spike in hand, and she heats it up with a masterful flare of fire magic. With the tool at her call, she begins carving runes all along the length of each side of the cylinder.

An intricate web of symbols all across and along it, interconnected like highways.

"When ya get a sec, partner. Give this a bit of juice? I'll see to the door..."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:45] Ryder Weiss says, "aa"
[23:45] Katrin Weiss says, "--"
[23:45] Katrin Weiss exclaims, "!!"
[23:45] Katrin Weiss exclaims, "My boy!"
[23:45] Katrin leans down, swooping Ryder into a hug and dragging him inside.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[23:46] MY BOY!!!

your boy indeed, miss Weiss.

Ryder allows himself to be swooped on inside. He seems MUCH LESS INJURED than the last titwo times he dragged himself back home, so thankfully, he's not here to get himself patched up like the last few times. Just a social call.
(Ryder Weiss)
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[23:53] Thorn stood up and all, he was given a task as Katrin headewd on OUT the door to see on the newest caller- The newest guest to arrive at the Weiss estate. Nevertheless, the man would slip on a glove. The latent arcanium and blood copper that surged within just a single pair of his weapon of choice was enough to jumpstart any heart- With a bit more added force, it could perform miracles in the clearest sense.

His hand dipped down to trail across the runes. A soft hum escapes him as... A low buzz filled the air, for a moment it clung to the environment before erupting in a sudden roar of lightning and thunder. Juice was needed, right? It was a focused, concerted effort to keep it from spilling out and actively harming the land before them but. The methodology of such was embedded within his spirit at this point, he was trained to endure such fates.

… And with wondrous news, a familiar lad entered the Ardent Artificer. A golden capped grin was offered over to the younger Weiss, he comments so fruitlessly, "Hey there, pal."
(Thorn Meztin)
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[23:58] "...Don't think I';ve met them, right?"

A twitch, a roar, a movement of her fingers and it all streaks out to flicker into the runes alongside Thorn's own. It's steady and measured and floods on in, it's got a rhythmic tune to it. It's pleasant, it's pleasant as she drains her circuits of all the lightning.

Makes it from the mana in the air, the mana thick and rich in the air, working alongside Thorn's own work. It's easy, it's the power of two magi, two powerful aging magi and hopefully, it's enough to make the blood copper truly attune, truly grasp onto the power it can grant it.
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[23:59] The artificer follows Ryder in, grinning all the while. She passes a hand over his hair, ruffling it but careful not to disturb the crown of flowers perched on his head.

"Oh, uh...Nah. This is Ryder. My boy," she rumbles, looking fondly over the young swordsman.

"He likes makin' trouble. Can't hear so good, though."
(Katrin Weiss)
[00:01] Ryder sniffles a little, trotting on up to his OLD MAN. He wondered if he knew any secret techniques. Also, the flower-crown is definitely new. Who gave him that?! Or did he just make it himself? Either way.

"Aaa."

Rather proudly, Ryder turns to Katrin next to hand her something!!!
(Ryder Weiss)
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[00:02] {Item} Picked up a bag of 1446 dropped by Ryder Weiss.
[00:02] Thorn ASSUREDLY was OLD and also WISE.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[00:02] {Item} You picked up Adamantite Chestplate. Dropped by Ryder Weiss..
[00:02] {Item} You picked up Alessa x2. Dropped by Ryder Weiss.
[00:02] Katrin Weiss says, "--"
[00:02] Katrin Weiss says, "What a lovely boy..."
[00:03] Katrin takes these precious gifts, giving the young man another quick, spine-cracking hug.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[00:03] Katrin Weiss says, "We gotta' make you somethin' better soon. All that trouble ya get in..."
[00:03] Katrin Weiss asks, "But lemme finish this up. Yeah?"
[00:04] Katrin gestures, by way of example, to the work station nearby that is occupied by tools and materials.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[00:17] And with that, the artificer returns to her work. Dutiful, diligent. She checks over the runes and the spellwork placed down on them, nodding her approval.

"Yep, that oughta' do," she remarks. She begins taking out the bottle of luck potion and feeds it down the center of the cylinder.

She rolls it between her hands, lubricating the interior of the bore.

"Now it'll be makin' the pins n' such and puttin' it together. Can I get ya anythin' to eat or drink though while ya wait, miss Eury?"
(Katrin Weiss)
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[00:20] "Haven't been eating all that much, so something to eat sounds nice, right."

She diden't particularly care what it was and all that, her mismatched eyes soaking in the small child, their is a confusion deep within them, her lips gently smacking.

"Are they adopted?"

A gentle question given on out, out of curiosity.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Eurydice Vanreth, Kat ever said anything about me, right?"
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[00:21] Thorn Meztin says, "He uh."
[00:21] Thorn looks to Ryder.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[00:21] Ryder stares back. He's certainly aware of Eurydice's attention, but... there isn't a word out of his mouth in response. Just that calm, ever-patient stare back. All the same... there seemed to be some level of understanding, deep within that stare. On some level.
(Ryder Weiss)
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[00:22] Thorn Meztin says, "Yeah, he doesn't talk nor hear so well... He's still..."
[00:22] Thorn ruffles the lil' Weiss hair.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[00:22] Thorn Meztin says, "A treat."
[00:22] The artificer blinks over her shoulder, then just laughs again.

"Uh...Like I said. He can't hear so good. And. Uh. Yeah. Adopted." She frowns. He was not hers by blood. No. That had been stolen from her.

It's not something she's forgotten either.

For a few moments she grows somber as she continues her work, moving over to the ingot of arcanium.

Katrin busies herself with making the finer mechanisms. The firing pins, the springs, the trigger. All made from fine, uncut, pure arcanium.
(Katrin Weiss)
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[00:26] "If they'd like I could just...put my words into their head or something, I've done it before."

Akward, a little akward, they'd met plenty of disabled people of course, but it was rare for them to last so long. Her mismatched eyes take in the youth, as lips upturn into a faint warm smile.

"They look healthy at least, your around here a lot Thorn, you two best friends or something, right?"
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[00:27] Thorn Meztin says, "You."
[00:27] Thorn Meztin exclaims, "You could definitely say such!"
[00:27] Thorn starts LAUGHING, a tiny bit forced. Yes.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[00:32]
{LOAD GAME}

[00:32] Eurydice Vanreth says, "Hah, I see~"
[00:34] "Try to keep him in good shape. Well fed. Patched up," she replies, looking back over the boy. He was still hale and healthy. Thank goodness. Though not hers by blood, they surely shared some kind of troublemaking streak.

She faces back forward with a sigh and starts assembling the rifle. All the fine, delicate parts nest together. It's almost like she's done this a time or two.

And she sure has. Guns were always in demand. Weapons of war and destruction always high on the list of things to make.

"Oh, yeah...Thorn. Grab Eury somethin' to eat while I do the last bits on this, wouldjya?"
(Katrin Weiss)
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[00:34] Thorn Meztin exclaims, "Hm! Will do!"
[00:34] Thorn Meztin says, "For that- I have to.."
[00:34] Thorn Meztin exclaims, "Disappear!!"
[00:34] Katrin Weiss says, "Thank ya. It's appreciated."
[00:35] Thorn VANISHES POOF, pow. In a span of bright white light.
(Thorn Meztin)
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[00:36] Whirrrrr

A fake sound from the back of her throat, as they both disappear just like that, a faint twitch of her lips. Her mismatched eyes turned on back towards the woman, working, assembling, watching so she can fix it herself and then?

Whirrrr

She makes the false sound from her mouth, amused, amused, amused, with upturned lips in a genuine nice old smile.

"Welcome back."
(Eurydice Vanreth)
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[00:39] While Thorn zips about willynilly through reality, taking the boy along for the ride, Katrin continues her work. She doesn't even notice they're gone, it seems, but she does lift a hand to wave as they return.

The rifle itself is assembled. The barrel oiled properly. And then, the final touches-

The artificer takes bits of the blood copper, heats up her fingertips, and smooths the metal into the engraved and charged runes. It takes time, but she seems to know what she's doing.

Certainly not her first rodeo.

"That oughta' do it...Still needs to set, 'course. That'll take time for the magic to settle in place. But it's all put together now, miss Eury."
(Katrin Weiss)