The Trevorian Campaign

Bran Triune · Post by **Bran Triune** » Thu Aug 21, 2014 5:37 am

"Sure, I'll come along. Hopefully the arms master won't mind me using his facilities; there are some tweaks I'd like to make" said Martinus.

Venico · Post by **Venico** » Thu Aug 21, 2014 5:17 pm

With a shrug, Kiln left and continued down the hallway towards the armory, hoping that the rest were following him. "Name's Kilner Vos. Yes I'm missing half of my face, no it doesn't affect my shooting. What about you folks?"

Bran Triune · Post by **Bran Triune** » Fri Aug 22, 2014 9:15 am

"Martinus Sul. Missing much of my body, actually managed to improve my shooting." he said, taping his cybernetic eye.

Venico · Post by **Venico** » Sat Aug 23, 2014 12:40 am

"I don't trust them robotics," Kilner grunted, "I'd rather rely on my own reflexes and abilities than some telescope thing for an eye." As he finished, they reached the armory and Kilner was immediately at home. He strapped three detonators onto his belt, fitted a grenade launcher to his shotgun, and replaced his old bayonet attachment for a heavier durasteel one.

He continued to flit around the place, picking at random things as the party did their own thing.

Treize Dreizehn · Post by **Treize Dreizehn** » Mon Aug 25, 2014 11:27 am

"Cybernetics, Reflexes... all that matters is the force. Waylend Drex, Jedi Padawan. I think."

Waylend looked around the armory. Several, apparently fully functioning, lightsabers adorned the walls. That was... odd. He grabbed one with a curved hilt hilt and requisitioned a crystal so he could create his own replacement whenever they got back. He packed a few spare power cells for the saber and his blasters and looked around at his companions.

Bran Triune · Post by **Bran Triune** » Mon Aug 25, 2014 9:43 pm

Martinus removed his mechanical arm and placed it on a bench, making adjustments and adding assorted parts onto it.
"Robotics may not always be reliable, but I built everything myself. So far, I've managed to make a much better body than the one I was given. Don't get me wrong, flesh and blood have their benefits, but at the end of the day, nothing is truly trustworthy."
Martinus inserted a synthetic crystal into his prosthetic. Hopefully, this will be more effective than the last time he tried to install a lightsaber to it.

Venico · Post by **Venico** » Tue Aug 26, 2014 5:08 am

Kilner raised an eyebrow at his new comrade's activities but didn't say anything. As long as he didn't end up blowing the party up, or turning on his arm at the wrong time, everything would be good.

James · Post by **James** » Tue Aug 26, 2014 5:30 am

Aerith melted into the room silently and also obtained spare power cells, deciding against a new saber having made his custom double-bladed lightsaber years before. He gestured curtly towards the brute to his right, "-What- exactly caused that.. ghastly wound to your face?"

Venico · Post by **Venico** » Tue Aug 26, 2014 5:47 am

Kiln smiled a bit, although you couldn't tell on his left side. "Was in the thick of it, working as an enforcer for some small time thugs on the Smuggler's Moon. Someone didn't take kindly to our established presence and decided to fire a blast from a high powered blaster rifle about 4 inches from my face. Luckily," Vos banged on his plate armor, "this durasteel is strong enough that it kept the bolt from going clean through my skull." He chuckled a bit and moved towards Aerith.

"The docs said they could fix me and make me as good as new. I declined. So people knew when they looked at me that I had seen some shit, and kicked in people's teeth. That I'd been to Death's doorstep and walked away stronger. But, if you'd like me to where my helmet around you I can...if you're scared."

Venico · Post by **Venico** » Wed Oct 29, 2014 2:50 pm

The next few days passed and the morning of the third, the Trevorian slid into orbit of Dxun. A message went out to all of the mission members via comlink. "Report for duty at Shuttle Bay 3 and make it snappy. Reelo is itching to get out there."

Kilnor rose and smiled. Donning his bulky armor and double checking all of his equipment, he struck out down the halls of the Trevorian. It was buzzing with activity and people forming into position. This will be good battle. He thought to himself, itching his neck before slamming his helmet on with a thud.

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