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Voting closed: January 04, 2021, 02:28:47 am

[Naturegirl1999]

It's possible that the armor is trapped, set to disable us once we complete our task.

that’s no way to treat someone who saves the city from the plague...

[ZBridges]

Agreed.  SEED is not as virtuous as these people seem to think.

[Naturegirl1999]

Agreed.  SEED is not as virtuous as these people seem to think.

Yes
No wonder we tried to kill him in the past
How will we fight the plague without the armor? Will we fight the plague?

[Superdorf]

"I trust your judgement on the matter. Surprise me." (Grin.)

As we're headed back to the armorer's: "I didn't catch your name, by the by?"

Do we still feel something off about the armor?

A worthy distinction. +1

[19_EgarAlnis]

"Daughter McFee is fine." The Armorer replies, following Emma back to her workshop.

You smile, offering "You already know mine. It's a pleasure, Daughter McFee."

"Likewise, Ange-- Mother Gainer. Sorry, I couldn't do much more for the armor, but, as you said, it's a bit out of my area of expertise." The three of you enter the workshop, and you approach the armor on the stand as she explains how she plans on padding certain places with cloth and little bits of plastic, to help take some of the weight off. She goes quite in depth, and you listen intently, dragging your eyes across the pristine breastplate and polished helmet. Nothing jumps out at you, and you examine the inside of it very carefully, running your hands across the strangely cool material-- there's no traps or anything of the sort. You lean back, frowning.

The metal itself is very weird, cool to the touch, even the piece that was previously in the roaring furnace. Looking at one from the edge, you can see faint differences in the hues of darkness, culminating in one that seems to absorb the light at the middle layer.

[Superdorf]

"I shall consider the matter... perhaps I can come up with something. It's lovely armor."
"Thank you for your aid, Daughter McFee."

Having made the proper thank-you-goodbyes: breakfast! After that... we'll have to consider.

[Naturegirl1999]

"I shall consider the matter... perhaps I can come up with something. It's lovely armor."
"Thank you for your aid, Daughter McFee."

Having made the proper thank-you-goodbyes: breakfast! After that... we'll have to consider.

+1

[19_EgarAlnis]

You and Emma head to the cafeteria, where you take your daily rations from beneath a flickering heat lamp and settle in at one of the uncomfortable tables. You dig into your food, shoveling spoonfuls of it into your mouth as politely as you can muster in front of Emma, who stabs restlessly at her meal of bacon, eggs and [pancakes]. "I'm still surprised at how good the food is here." She offers by way of conversation. "I thought I'd have to eat the same crap you do-- I still can't understand how you can eat that stuff."

"The flavor grows on you, after a while. It stops tasting like greasy cardboard, and more like salty cardboard."

Emma snorts at that, taking another bite of her meal. "I don't think I've got anything else planned for today, besides paperwork."

[20][19]It hits with the burning headache that sears its way through your skull, until it fades. A͍̬͔̫͜c̭͉̙ç͇̠͙̯̲̙̼͢o҉͝͏̰̹͈̟̖r̝̫̟d̯̲̤̳i̴̬̰̬̗̤̯̼͈n̶͚͙̼͓͔͍̞̭̗͞g̫͡ ̵̵̺̼̯͖̀ṭ̰̰̹̙̥ͅo҉̳̯̖̲̳̜̱̼͜ ̡̪̞a̕҉̥͚̭͓̟̀ͅv̼̙a̟̰̦̻̯͖̜i̝̤ͅl̫̻̭͢a҉̟̳͓͇b̝̞̦̲̻̼͢l͉̩̗̤̞͜è͕͍͖̫̥̹͉͈̕ ̦̟̬̲͕͎͉ḑ̡͚͎̯̲̲̗́a͝͏͈͍͉̞́t̶̬̕a̲̮:͖̰̬͓̟́M̧̟̤̙̞̜͚͎̦͇͜c̰̻̜͖̠̘͓͎C̢҉̵̘͈r̖̤͖̝͖̬e̶̖̰̹̩̥͍̲͞a̶̻͔͙̕r̶͡҉̳̘͓͔̭͕y̧̨̳̥̲͎'̵̪͎̭̠͙͉͔̠͘s̛̯̣͓͡ͅ ̵͈͍̠̖̤̣̺͔̳͠c̡̟̘͈̜̥̘͔̥h̶̪̫͇̭̣̟̘̹e̵̟͖̭̹ͅs̡̫̞͈͈͇̻̰͔͚͟t̶̤̣̺ ̫̟p̢̟͉̼͎͓͕͙͡ļ̢͓̱̬̖̲͇̘̝͠a͏̮͓̗̬̥͍t̡̺̹̟̣̣̲̦͉é̦̩̫͡ ҉̶͈͉̫̬̫̦w̝̦͍̣̜a̢̗͓̻̹͡s̢̝̯̩͟ ̬͍̀͘r̵̲̻̲̤̟͘ͅe̛̞̱͚͔̮͢p̳̥͎à̠i̙̝̥̫̙͞ͅr͇͞e͕̦d͏́҉̣ ̥̳̯̥̙͙̫͠a͖͇̦̻̣̘͘f̺̜̬̳ț͓̩͞͠e̙̣r̸҉̷̦̺̫͖͙ ̛̤̩͓h̡̹̝̭͖i̥̠̖͉̜͎̜̩s̡̛͓̗͙̝ ͡҉̩͚͕̱b̨̲̣̠̬̟̲͉̙a̴͎͉̙̰̤̜̙͈̥͝t̸̙̞͉̯̼̻t͈͉́͜͠ĺ͕̠͖e̴̡͈͙̣͉̖͎̟.̶̨̦̞̟̟̦

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: 7:20 am 6/19/2011

There is metal purposefully embedded in your arm. It itches as it scabs over.
You have a painful headache.
You have a simmering rage within you.
You're rebuilding muscle definition.
You are satiated.

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Torso:A fitted grey shirt with long, tight sleeves.
Lower Body: New grey semi-formal, military-style pants.
Hands: A pair of leather gloves.
Feet: Woolen socks(hidden)
Feet: A pair of new leather boots.

Spoiler: Wealth (click to show/hide)

[100 credits] in local currency.

Spoiler: Powers (click to show/hide)

Overload: Amateur.
Inferno : Amateur
Healing Factor: Amateur.
-Endurance Boost: Beginner.
Matter Manipulation:Earth?::Beginner

Spoiler: Contracts (click to show/hide)

You are under contract with The Brotherhood of Scholars for twenty-three years.

Spoiler: Relationships (click to show/hide)

[Angel] of The Holy City State of SEED
--High Influence within its borders
--Full command of all military resources, as approved by Crusader General
--Full command of all military resources, in emergencies
--Assigned a personal team of researchers, medical officers, and trainers.

Grandmother(adopted): Mother Nicole Gainer, (Beloved),
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)

Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you

Contact, Threat: William Thornton
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you

Contact, Military Trainer Coordinator: Tyler Hop (Cordial)

Lover/Adjutant: Emma Thornton (Content-Exhausted)
--Low influence within The Thornton Family

Friends(?) (Lost Contact):
-McGee Foster
-James Foster
-Johnathan Shellton
-Jesse Hardhouse
-Erica Hail
-Amanda Silversmith
-'Other' Eric Armstrong
-John Frost
-Quincy Black

[ZBridges]

Hmm.  What are the implications of that and why is it important?

[Superdorf]

It means somebody on this planet knew how to fix the stuff.

[ZBridges]

Ah I see, thanks.

Sorry to bother you, Alphira, but do you know how this armor can be repaired?

[Superdorf]

"Hnnn"

...

"...one of my voices just looked up some data for me. Somebody fixed that chestplate up after McCreary got it slashed up in his last fight... dunno who."
"That means somebody maybe still could though. Think I'll try and get more answers, once my head doesn't hurt so much..."

[Naturegirl1999]

"Hnnn"

...

"...one of my voices just looked up some data for me. Somebody fixed that chestplate up after McCreary got it slashed up in his last fight... dunno who."
"That means somebody maybe still could though. Think I'll try and get more answers, once my head doesn't hurt so much."

+1

Ah I see, thanks.

Sorry to bother you, Alphira, but do you know how this armor can be repaired?

-1 remember we promised we wouldn’t call her unless we needed her?

[Superdorf]

I'm interested in speaking further to VOID on the matter later. Maybe now, not sure... is it better to risk further brain damage via headache, or risk losing VOID's interest in the interim?

[ZBridges]

I think we should investigate this further with the VOID while we can.  In the past, we weren't able to communicate with it any time at will. Getting the armor back to 100% could be lifesaving.