Futuristic Cypress Collegium

[AshenLily]

Rayne



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Rayne stood with the other teachers, anxious all throughout orientation. She knew Alaric's whole introductory speech by heart, at this point, and lightly bounced up and down on her heels, in the way a small child might when about to receive a long-awaited reward. This was always Rayne's favorite part of the orientation. She giggled as the satellite's reconstruction took place, enjoying the awe on the faces of the first years. It was a magnificent sight to be sure, but personally, Rayne found the reactions to be even better. Over the course of the orientation, Rayne was able to find quite a few students in the crowd she recognized. A few of them, she hoped would stop by to say hello after the orientation was finished. However, she couldn't help thinking that the majority of the students she recognized would have likely been better off if they hadn't arrived to orientation on time. Many of them could use a good reconstructing. Drat.


After orientation had finished, Rayne headed back to the Cybernetics Mastery room. It was a wondrous room, filled with all manner of machines, and cybernetics on display, some flashy in design, others more obscure. Of course, she kept a strict policy in place regarding any of the Cybernetics around the room. The previous year, multiple students had been expelled from Cypress after toying with the items around the room. The year prior to that, one student had decided to toy with a rather dangerous Cybernetic. A personal favorite of Rayne's. The result had been the deaths of thirteen students, himself included. Since that year, she'd definitely kept better security in place to ensure that the Cybernetics were available at her command, but restricted to any unauthorized use.


Rayne removed the ceremonial wrap from her tails, leaving each of them to move independently of one another, and sat at her desk, busying herself in preparing more of her coursework.

Erika



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Erika sat patiently through orientation. It was nearly as boring as she remembered, though she couldn't help but wonder at the reconstruction, as she did every year. It was a marvelous event, exciting for all students, both new and returning. She sighed softly as orientation finally concluded, and glanced around. Many of the faces were familiar, but not on a personal level. She recognized several students she'd met in passing, a few she admired, and a few that she'd wished hadn't returned.


Though she was confident that she knew her way around the school, Erika knew a refresher couldn't hurt. She set off to explore the school, anxiously awaiting the start of classes.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Feitro Absolanz


"Of course you don't." Fei said, in response to her bold statement. He let go of her hand and turned back to the task at hand. He nodded and greeted the girl who quickly passed him, appreciating her for leaving him in peace quickly. He flinched, slightly annoyed at Nastya's question, though at the same time a little worked up that he'd be able to show his discovery. He picked up the piece of the splinter knife in a telekinetic field, so that it hovered slightly above his palm. He did not want to touch the blade of a splinter knife. "Look at this, it's a regular old splinter knife, right? No, it's not. This thing is ancient ArchTech, and it has the weirdest properties." He turned around and walked over to a large machine that looked like a microscope, except with dark light expanding from it's lens. "Unlike regular splinter knives that continously phase in and out of existence to gain sharpness on a dimensional level, this thing fires quantum-loaded meta-particals into whatever it hits."


He quickly stabbed a small doll with the edge of the knife, which resulted in multiple stabs in the doll, that were all expanding in size. "See? But perhaps the most interesting property of all..." He slid the knife under the lens of the darkness eminating microscope, which seemed to coat the blade in the same darkness. "Look at this.." he said, and stabbed the doll in the same place again. This time, the stab wounds on the doll (That were still expanding) all started to slowly close up. "What do you reckon causes that?"


@Why is there so many x&\#039;s in your name Mittens\?


@Your vector is spectoring me and I don&\#039;t like it\.

 

[Darksoul90]

Returning a slight nod to Illyasviel, Aiden began following the large crowd of students into the main hall. He kept a slow and steady pace just so that Illyasviel could follow right behind him in stead of being devoured by the large hoard of people. Once they made it there, Aiden couldn't help but to notice the elevator guy, the girl and her droid, and the furry creature that was with them. When he noticed him, his right eye gave an error sign after a few notes about the creature came up. A male Basitin, which the only information off of that species is that they are extremely aggressive. Aiden then tried to figure out if there was any information on whether or not there was any records as far as his native language goes. Sadly, there wasn't much information on that, either. Interesting... Aiden thought to himself as he brought his attention to Alaric, who stood at the center of the main hall.


Aiden felt proud to be here in the academy just by listening to the principle's speech. And just when the principle mentioned the Grand Duels, Aiden could have sworn that his heart had skipped a beat. Not only was he eager to join and prove himself once again, but their academy had already been challenged by one of their rivals! "Now that's something I can't wait for." Aiden excitedly told Illyasviel as he continued giving the principle his full attention.


The orientation was a good start, at least to Aiden. The fact that he was able to watch the whole academy shift into it's "original" form was a spectacular sight. After the orientation ended, the mass of students began to disperse, everyone going to wherever they wanted to go today. Whether it was the labs, or the gym, or the ship port, anywhere within the academy seemed to be accessible until lunch came around. Aiden still had to see if he needed to retrofit his arm or not, and if he had to readjust it. Not only that, but he wanted to pay a good visit to his "precious" exo-suit. Oh, maybe heading over to a firing range would do him some good. He probably got a little rusty with being able to use a sniper rifle properly. But practice makes perfect of course. First, though, he wasn't just about to leave Illyasviel just because he felt like it. "So, where do you want to check out? I'm all ears."

 

[Der Kojote]

The orientation done, Dylan watched as the crowds gathered in the room, the talking had just started amongst the rest of the students. The whole satellite to cloud base transformation never gets old. Always something to impress the new students. Then again he had been there as well two years ago. The station was something alright, though when you are a galactic trilionare and a CEO of a massive corporation, one tends to have the funds for such endeavors. Looking around he noticed people filtering off to different areas. Jade already was heading off. Dylan could probably guess where it was. He figured that he might as well too.


The familiar tables of the workshop greeted Dylan. He walked over to his usual spot. Here he’d worked on his suit, wrote countless programs for the various internal systems as well built Arach. The little spider droid scuttled down from his shoulder and made a few clicks on the table, seemingly out of some programmed sense of joy of being brought back to its home and “birth place.” He smiled tapping the little droid. “Yeah we’re back, thought you’d never see it huh? Nah never would leave you back home.” He grabbed a tool kit and set it down on the bench.


He called back to Jade who he assumed to be around, “You think they upgraded stuff around here? The never skimp on tech here.” He began laying things out on the table, getting ready to drag his suit to it asap. He shouted out again, “Also remind me what the hell happened in areas that are on cutting edge of tech. I think we got just got…what? DXR MMX processors back home? Tech that is 20 years behind the curve is painful as all hell. It should be a crime…”


@Shura

 

[Shura]

Jade left her usual station and went over to the locker area where various crates and such had been left. Most lockers had some kind of box next to them containing tools and tech pertaining to Exo-suits. A wide giddy grin spread across Jades face as she reached her locker. A tall dark metal box stood beside it like a present waiting to be unwrapped. A shorter cube stood beside it full of her tools and equipment. She went activated the anti-grave on the crates causing them to lift ever so slightly off the floor and be moved easily over to Jades work space. She moved to open the tall crate when Digit fluttered its way in front of her.


"Jade it is not advisable to start work yet. Lunch will be starting soon an-"


"I'm just setting up." Jade assured brushing the purple sphere off. With a manic grin she released the latches and broke the air tight seal of the casing to reveal lightning tucked away in various restrains and packaging to make sure the ride as a smooth one. Its not that her mech couldn't take a beating but she liked to have her suit in the condition she shipped it in. The casing its self doubled as a stand for storage and work space. She sighed happily tracing her fingers along the various tools, components and smaller projects that were latched to the inside of the door. "So much to do... where to even start..." She chuckled unpacking some of her tools from the shorter crate so she could get organized.


She heard her name being called and glanced over to the next work space over where Dylan was also getting a head start on set up. It was always nice to stake your territory before the younger ones showed up. She tilted her head at his question "The tools and lazers seem to have been upgraded, better cutting power, more precise focus." she replied then cringed slightly at how out of date the tech was where he came from. "Ah no... that is much much older, by 30-40 at least." She shook her head. "DX9 are the processors now though there are some experimental ones being developed now that are said to have much better power and speed." She added before pulling up several holo screens from the brace on her arm. A check list of parts and supplies had been made and checked before and after shipping always to be sure. then there were specs to other projects and a various lists for each one.

 

[The One Eyed Bandit]

Illya was a little annoyed by Aiden's slow pace towards the orientation, what did he think, just because she was a chick she'd be one of those wimpy tech students who couldn't push their way through a crowd? But her slight annoyance was overturned by her gratefulness towards him for showing her around, god knows with her sense of direction she needed it. Arriving at the orientation she looked around the expanse of the crowd, taking in all the faces of the various alien species that filled the room, some being familiar, and some being entirely new to her. Though, before she could think any more on the subject, the orientation speech began, with what looked like the principal calling out into the crowd.


Listening to the speech filled her with a feeling of excitement for the coming year, for what she'd be able to learn here, for what she'd be able to do here. She herself wasn't too worried about the mortality rate, it wasn't like this place could be much worse that hellhole of a place Munov, and as far as she could tell Pandora was basically the same place, just you had to worry about the wildlife instead of the locals. She was taken a little offguard by the stations transformation, being a tad scared by the ordeal before realize what was actually going on, at which point her fear was quickly replaced by wonder as the station descended into the cloud layer.


By the end of the transformation, and the orientation she was elated, the excitement of the stations shift and the principals speech having banished her earlier apprehension, probably leaving it up in orbit after their descent. As the crowd swept out of the room her mind was abuzz with what to do for the rest of the day, should she go track down her roommates and introduce herself? Or go and check out some of her teachers first? It was a tough decision, the prospect of getting back at her roommates for not waking her up was a tempting one indeed. The thing that settled it though, was when Aiden asked where she'd like to visit, and, thinking it could be rude not to take his offer, she decided on visiting the gym.


"Well, if you want to go somewhere else don't let me stop you but... Could you show me where the Gym is please?"

 

[The Kaosophile]

The creaking noises assaulted Hunter's eardrums, and he strained to hear the orientation speech over the din. Not breaking attention, Hunter glanced behind him at the view. It was impressive, for a clear demonstration of grandeur. Typical. Humans always trying to prove they have the biggest ki'alin. When orientation was finally through, Hunter was left wondering where to go and what to do when he got there, so he busied himself avoiding all contact with others and checking and rechecking to make sure all eight of his concealed weapons and two unconcealed ones were still present. Once a large majority of occupants in the room had migrated out, Hunter was prepared to wander off to find something to do, when he heard something that made his blood boil "-out? I'm all ears." Ki'ilak'ritla, Hunter stormed over, putting a hand on his basili, his primary blade, which was strapped across his back, ceremoniously engraved sheath in full view. Then he stopped cold. Before he had moved the blade at all, once of the security drones dropped in front of him, blocking the remaining few metres to his target. Beyond the red mist of rage clouding Hunter's vision, he saw the robot silently observing him, as if to say 'try it, I dare you'. Effective security, Hunter decided against getting himself killed by a legion of anti-bully droids in favor of some glorious battle with a legendary beast or legions of super-soldiers. He made a sharp turn towards the door and the bot didn't follow, apparently satisfied that the hostilities had stopped. Film of red fury fading, Hunter realized that he had made several turns and no longer had any idea of where he was in the ship. Tail limp on the ground and ears drooping slightly, Hunter sighed as he wondered where he was going.


He heard some familiar voices down the corridor, and swore under his breath. It was the damn robot girl again. He padded to the doorway, listening to the strange technobabble he often heard when he was a guard and some sleazebag was trying to scam him. A trade stall or something? Hunter mused as he peered in at all the electronics and machines. No, I've seen this before, it's a smithy. For what, he did not know, but some artisan worked in this room, and from the deadly-looking things he saw half-built on every available surface, Hunter decided he liked it here. "Astan-- er, hello. Craftsmen? I should have figured from the lack of real training. What are all these things?" He said, momentarily forgetting his disdain for asking questions in the awe of the sheer destructive force in the room.


(@Shura & @Der Kojote [spoken to], @Darksoul90 [mentioned])

 

[Der Kojote]

Dylan looked at Jade, when he heard just how behind he was on the tech curve. "40 years behind the curve?! 40 years!? Ahh hell I gotta get upgrading again! Damn junkyard never has anything good to offer! No wonder that off world bandits gear bumped up the calculations per second by 30% Now I've got to get a whole pile of parts ordered. Ahh well better to start upgrading now than in the middle of the year..." He set off to his table to make a list of the parts he'd need to get in order to optimize his suit. Then the angry one came in.


Awh damn it I was hoping I could avoid him... He watched as the he looked around, gold eyes scanning the room. Surprisingly enough he didn't look like he was angry at the world. He actually looked...well...interested. He was glancing around all the tech, Then he asked the question the simple question of, "What are all these things?" Dylan leaned back in his chair, that one question now would now lead to about 3 hours of answers, and that was being generous with the time estimate. "You want a rundown? You came to the right people." He got up and said in the general direction behind him, "Jade. We need to talk technobable with this guy and give him the tour! From the looks of it, go heavy on explaining the weaponry!"

 

[Shura]

Jade tuned Dylan out as he started complaining about how behind his tech was. Instead she picked up the right gauntlet to Lightning and equip hooking it to a portable charge pack she often used when working on parts of her suit instead of the entire thing at once. She had made some modifications to the myofibers which increased the strength with out being bulky, now she just needed to test her new blade to see if the charge was enough or needed more. Before she could extend the blade how ever she was called over once more. Sighing softly Jade walked over spotting the feline from before. "Ah hello again." She greeted before looking back to Dylan.


"Ah... I take it this is your first year..." She muttered trying to find the right words to explain things to a first year students. It was always so difficult and slow. Still she saw some use in it since there was mention of being paired with younger students she might as well practice. "Well this is the Labs, specializing in the creation, modification and research of Exo-suits. Work stations have top tier equipment meant for working on the suits... or technology in general. Such as a Geo43 or processors of a model 41. Both need specific tools or else explosions happen." She shrugged. "Always wear goggles when working on tech, last year three students lost their eyes. Sad but very good learning experience for everyone else." She added.


"Jade..."


The engineer sighed at the warning tone in the droids voice. It was not always 'nice' to share horror stories. Honestly how else were they going to learn, losing and eye themselves? Besides it wasn't like the students were better off with their replacement eyes. "Most modifications come in the form of enhancements, movement, strengthen, propulsion, flight, and such. Depends on style of combat. Weaponry tends to be the most tedious ranging from ranged weaponry to cannon fires, later being very draining. Not really recommended. Close range weaponry is much simpler at times and cause less explosions. Personal favorite of mine are charge blades." She smirked holding her right arm off to the side so and releasing the blade so it wouldn't stab anyone. the blade had a very faint glow too it and looked razor sharp. "Charge allow for severing of molecular bonds of most materials. Some much too dense still or negate the charge. Still very effective against organic life and most other suits"

 

[The Kaosophile]

Hunter stood with rapt attention as Jade detailed multiple combat-related enhancements readily available in this new environment. The charge blade caught his attention the most. "Like this one." he said, slightly lifting his left pant leg to unsheathe the knife concealed there. "I got this when a black market explosives dealer... had an accident with his own equipment. Poor smudge on the wall never saw it coming." Hunter pressed the button to activate the blade in his hand, and blue sparks jumped off it as the EM generator squealed to life. The knife made a high-pitched hum for a few seconds before a loud pop. The hum lowered in volume and pitch until it finally stopped and the sparks once again enveloped the blade as the charge faded from the metal. "K'ritan piece of junk... I don't suppose... never mind." Hunter said, dropping the now-mundane knife on the nearest table. "Exo-suits... right! I am going to need one of those in trai-- er, class. Where can I get one?" Hunter realized then that his tail was happily swishing in the air behind him, so he hurriedly remedied that before someone got the idea that he enjoyed their company or something. He was excited at the amazing capacity for combat in the current area. Nothing more. This female seemed mostly harmless, if a bit unaware that other beings were more than just playthings.


(@Shura)

 

[Der Kojote]

"Exosuits? you don't have an exosuit?" He looked around the room, Plenty of base suits to work on, hell of a lot of extra materials to work with. He walked over to his usual workbench with Arach rapidly tapping on the table surface. The little robot was excitedly moving around as if it knew what was about to happen. He looked back at the Alien, "Alright, what are your preferences? Mobility? Strength? Guns? Speed? You got a lot to choose from, take your pick from around the room. I'm up for modifying a suit." He tapped on the table thinking. Looking back again, He asked with a raised eyebrow, "Also, I keep on running into you, You got a-"


He paused, memories flashed back to his home world again, regarding the bandits. Also something else...that knife, it was WELL hidden. The words poor smudge on the wall and never saw it coming did not inspire confidence either. Again he figured that indeed the best course of action would be to NOT delve into this guys past or personal information. Lest he discover and thus become an accessory to some form of murder, or worse multiple counts of it. "You know what never-mind that last part."


@The Kaosophile

 

[The Kaosophile]

"Mobility, stealth, and speed. My job is a failure if my mark can make an attack. Dylan, correct? Hunter." Hunter said with a curt nod. This male understood that Hunter didn't like him, and that made him uncomfortable. This pleased Hunter. The fewer people who got close to him, the more focused he could remain on whatever task was at hand. Noting the small, arachnoid robot on the table, Hunter said "I'll assume weapons aren't standard on this one, either." He smirked at his own sarcasm, though more at his ability to make a joke, humorless as this one was, when humor is heavily frowned upon on his planet.


"Anything I can test this one on to make sure it won't fail, too?" Hunter said, pulling a small, pear-shaped metal object from the hidden holster on the small of his back. He tossed it up in the air, making it spin as it extended to full size, and he caught the pulse baton by the handle on the descent. This one was decrepit and old, but it had been tried and true for a long while. The simple, but sturdy casing kept the electromagnetic pulsor running fine, even when he hit home runs with robotic appendages, but Hunter wanted to get the opinion of an expert on the machine, as well as the fact that he really wanted to hit something.


(@Der Kojote)

 

[Shura]

Jade observed the alien as he tried to show off some sort of charged blade similar to her own. Her eye twitched slightly at the sound of a high pitched squealing sound and was. She was tempted to snatch it away to make the horrid sound of malfunctioning old tech top but thankfully it stopped its self. She eyed the device s it was callously dropped on the table and picked it up looking the device over while the two of them conversed paying attention to the conversation as she started to take the blade apart quickly with a multi-tool she stashed in her pocket. The knife its self was in good condition though the electrical components show wear and tear. old and grungy but nothing that couldn't be fixed. She muttered a curse. "How hard is it it clean a weapon after use." She muttered under her breath, not really blaming anyone in particular but simply annoyed with the carelessness.


She wandered over to her work station briefly grabbing a few cleaning tools. "Hm... Stealth, speed, mobility. Similar build to Lightning then." she muttered while working on the knife. "Base model 342 is a good start, modification kit S41, base set more mobility and stealth than speed as a base set up. Seed can be gradually enhanced." She instructed absentmindedly mind having cataloged pretty much the entire stock of the labs over the past three years. It wasn't the first time she'd helped with first time suits often a basic model could be knocked out in an hour or so easy so long as the components were there. Even while she was talking she was severing out old unnecessary parts and fusing in a few new wires.


A few hits with a lazer to seal the handle back up Jade examined the knife. She turned on the component and a humming sound replaced the screeching as the blade started to glow. "Ah there you go... all better." She cooed softly to the blade with a slight smirk. She turned it off and set it on the table before the alien, having missed his name completely in her musings. "Far end of the Labs there are test dummies. Beware of trigger happy ranged shooters." She advised looking back up to the furry one taking note of the ears and tails adding complications to a design.


"Hm hold still." She instructed pressing several buttons on her bracer and with out even waiting for a response her bracer emitted a blue light scanning over the base structure of the alien. There wasn't any kind of species or organic related information gained simply dimensions and measurements, much more efficient than doing it by hand. "Hm... odd but workable... factor in for possible growth from training and classes..." she mused her calculation aloud with out realizing it then looked up to Dylan "Size 540x" She spoke up.


@Der Kojote @The Kaosophile

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Feitro Absolanz


While Fei was watching Nastya, anticipating her answer, his eyes wandered over to another spot. His ears twitched, and he saw the small convention of people in the corner. Something seemed to move in on of his eyes. He recognized two of the students, one of them being a rather ambitious third year engineer, and the other being more of a savant. Jade, and... D... Daniel? Da.. Di.. Dy... Dylan! Right. It's not that he didn't trust them to mess with the technology around here, he only kept the first and some second year students under supervision when they were here, but he felt like he needed to inform them of changes.


He looked back to Nastya, and said "Don't mess with the sharp bits. I'll be right back." He dropped the floating knife, that was now losing it's dark light, into a clear cube, which it just seemed to slide into, and get fixed in the center. "Don't touch that either!" He added, as he started walking towards the group of students.


He stopped just behind Jade, and Cryx crept up and started circling the group from a short distance. "Jade, I heard that just now. We've had a pretty wide upgrade since last year, so don't start messing with the base exo-suits that are around here. They're only here for analyzing flaws in old builds compared to new ones." He snapped his fingers once, and small screen lowered from the ceiling. He pointed at it, and a low hum could be heard for a split second, before the screen turned on and a detailed schematic of a new base model showed up on it.


"I figured you'd want to take a look at it. The most obvious improvement is that since the discovery of Veridian Miranite Flexsteel, we've built the inner layer out of that. It fits more like a bodyglove now, is more durable, has regenerating metal from the start, weighs less, and has had a slight increase in servo-motor functionality. Better in every way, honestly, and I'll give you a suit to change the core of yours once we start distributing them. I think you'd like it, it's lighter than everything but master-level or above synthglass or hex-titanium, and building an inner suiting out of either of those would take longer time than most people want to put into it."


He realized he was ranting, but he was proud about the level of standard they could have at Cypress, and they mostly had Alaric to thank for that. Freaking Gazillionaires. He turned to Dylan. "You too, by the way. It's more defensive than base carbonite, which is what you had yours out of, if I remember correctly?"


@Der Kojote @The Kaosophile @Shura

 

[GeneralZod]

Ikreth had finally gotten in the hallway, he kept his arms crossed in such a way that he would avoid the sharp fingertips from hurting anyone or himself. The datapad said he was in living quarters with someone called Kane and someone else named Silas Khan. Hopefully they would be anything but human, he couldn't stand humans most of the time and they were a cruel race that barely earned the right to be called sentient. The worst part was how Ikreth would sleep. Vakzi had a very difficult time sleeping if there was any degree of light whatsoever, so this resulted in specially designed beds that had walls and a cover. It also made people dying in their sleep easy because they could be buried in their bed, most humans misunderstood their sleeping technique and thought of the beds as coffins, just another reason to avoid 'humans'. Realizing he had passed where he was supposed to go, so why not walk around a bit?


Hallways looked familiar though most technology still leaving him in awe as he looked at it more like it were magic. Passing by a few class rooms Ikreth had wondered what pandora was going to be like this year. Unlike many other students he felt more at home on Pandora than he did on the station. The station had varying degree of techology, it had drones, self opening doors, devices to communicate across long distances and even moving chairs! Then a room filled with technology, tubes and flashing lights caught his eye as he carelessly wandered inside of it. In his three years he had never been inside a place like it before. Four people had already been inside as he checked his datapad to see where he was. "Lab? What is a lab? I don't remember this room being here." He said mostly to himself but was not quiet about it. Noticing another, was it a drone? As it was moving around happily Ikreth poked it with his right hand wondering what actually allowed people to create life, he knew that they were not 'organic' per say but he also knew that it was living thing.


@Der Kojote

 

[Shura]

Jade looked up from her bracer as the professor approached and called her attention. She stared at the man blankly before nodding understanding as to the older model suits "Ah, Sorry professor. Seems I got ahead of my self." She apologize tone back to a neutral state. She looked over to the new schematics and diagrams for the new suit cores comparing and contrasting it to the core she currently had which was out of date to some extent. "Very interesting." she muttered. Last she heard of the design it was still in development. So it was a pleasant surprise to hear that they were now available.


It was always a hassle to change out the cores and a lot of work to put in every time something new came out. This new one however did prove to be vastly superior and worth the effort though. It would take a while however it wasn't anything a sleepless weeks worth of work wouldn't fix. "Ah, wonderful news. A task worth the time." She nodded mind already buzzing with the modifications and reconstruction that would need to be done. It would push back most of her smaller projects however the new core might end up altering plans for those as well. She blinked out of her short trance before remembering something and turning back to the Obliviatus . "Professor Absolanz, as a graduate how different is this year going to be?" She questioned. She knew it would probably be covered during the first day of classes but figured to ask now. With this new development she there were more things to occupy her mind the next few days.


@Prizzy Kriyze

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Feitro Absolanz


Fei turned his attention back to Shura. "Heh, wouldn't you like to know?" He said, and then realized he was getting out of the polite area again. "Just kidding. That's a good question." He rubbed his chin for a moment, and then continued "Mostly it's going to resume as any other year. You're going to be in the same classes as the younger students, but you're going to be doing things on a higher level. Sometimes we will call you off to have private educating sessions with the other Architecti, meeting famous inventors and all that. Most of that is decided when you pick what you want to reach for though. Also, you're going to be put in charg..." He stopped himself, and smiled. "Nevermind, you'll see that on friday. What is it that you're trying to become anyway? Aiming for Academican," He smirked at the mention of the rank. Probably because he'd been that once upon a time as well. "or Machinator?"


He didn't frown at the mention of a machinator either. Seemed he was proud of every type of engineer. He was known to look down at people choosing the soldier path, but he didn't say it outright anymore. It was common knowledge that Feitro and Elliott weren't on the best of terms.


@KojoFace @KaosFace @ShuraFace @GodFace

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Though Silas followed the two towards the new girl, he hang back not speaking just in case he would intimidate the new girl. He waited to be introduced and while doing so studied her. He was impressed to see no obvious cybernetics on the girl though she seemed a little small for what he thought would be healthy for girl. Still a few months training her should sort it out maybe he could help her in that regard, lets see how things go with introductions.


@Sigismund @xx0mittens0xx @DescriptedEnd

 

[Shura]

Jade tilted her head ever so slightly at the mention of something happening on Friday. It was no secret to most returning students that with in the first week or two there would be a trip down to the planet. However the notion of being put in charge of anyone never sat well with her, especially a soldiers. Still she kept her suspicions quiet, a lot could happen in a week on the station. The mention of possibly being tutored by those of a higher rank did peek her interest though. "I believe the adviser said machinators would be the best choice given my skill set and interests." she replied. "Apparently my projects and ideas tend to 'deviate from the norm' as he put it. Some had to be scraped over the break due to possible volatile results."


@Prizzy Kriyze

 

[Darksoul90]

Aiden nodded once more to Illyasviel's request. "Sure thing." He said before turning his view back to the main hall, which turned empty in a matter of minutes, and to the Basitin stomping off. One of the drones the principal let loose was also hovering between the two. That is, until the drone hovered off to continue monitoring the students' behavior. Strange... Aiden thought as he started walking the opposite direction. Thankfully for the Devian, the gym wasn't too far. They only had to make a couple of turns here and there, while trying to squeeze through the crowded hallways. As they made their way to the doors of the gym, Aiden stopped and turned around, facing Illyasviel.


"Alright, this is it. I'm going to head down to the labs real quick to check out my exo-suit. I'm hoping no one toyed with it while it was out of my sight..." Aiden trailed off as he watched others pass by the two, overhearing one conversation after another as they passed. "Anyways, if you need any more help, you can find me there." He finished as he started walking off, and stopped in place to turn towards Illyasviel once more. "I do wish you good luck, Illyasviel." He said with a final bow, and began making his way towards the lab.


As he walked, he would often times stare at his cybernetic arm, as if something was bothering him. He wondered when they would be going back down to Pandora. He hopped that it would be very soon, something about that dangerous planet made him feel like going back there already. Maybe he was just feeling anxious to rank up. He wondered how his parents were doing at the moment, and what adventure his uncle was on now with his crew. Aiden simply sighed as he stepped into the lab and walked on over to his locker. Before he reached to his locker, he saw the same elevator guy, robot girl and her droid, and... the now calm looking Basitin. At least, he seemed like it. Another man was with them, they were busy conversing and Aiden didn't want to interrupt.


Nevertheless, he nodded their way as he passed by and made it to his locker. Upon opening it up, his exo-suit came into view. He gently placed his right hand on it's chest, and couldn't help but to smile. Sure feels good to be back... Aiden thought to himself as his fingers roamed across the exo-suit's exterior, noticing a few battle scars here and there from last year. The exo-suit was meant to withstand explosives, and melta-charge .50 BMG bullets; a tanky exo-suit, if you will. Of course, to an extent that is. But last year has given this exo-suit hell, and it definitely needed some armor plate replacements. After examining it, he lifted the exo-suit up with his right hand, carried it on over to one of the tables at the workshop, and calmly set it down.

 

[AshenLily]

The halls of Cypress were exactly as Erika remembered them. She was able to make her way around the Collegium, and find each of her classes with ease, as expected. Eventually, she ended up outside of the labs. While Feitro was far from being her favorite teacher, she respected his blunt nature. Hell, if she'd ended up being an Engineer, rather than a Soldier, they might have even gotten along. Glancing into the room, it appeared as though there had been a new model of the exo-suit released.


Erika quietly slid into the room, listening to Feitro discuss the details of the new suit. The changes sounded great. Erika had actually voiced her many complaints about the overall clunkiness of the previous model of suits, and was now relieved to see that someone had taken the hint.


Glancing around at the others in the room, Erika was able to recognize most of the other students that had made their way into the lab. She hadn't become particularly close to anyone at the school in her previous years, but over the break, her mother had pointed out the benefits of trying to be a bit more likable. In a combat situation, it was always beneficial to have allies. Putting on a pleasant face, she started approaching the larger group of students near Feitro, when a lone student off to the side caught her eye. Looking closer at him, she was able to recognize the boy, as someone she'd known nearly her entire time at Cypress. Not on a personal level at all, just brief run-ins here and there.


What was his name? Aiden? That seemed right. Approaching the boy, she examined the exo-suit that was now laying on the table. "Well, it definitely looks like that thing's seen some better days," she paused for a moment, looking up to the boy, now. If she remembered correctly, he was a Legionnaire, the same as her. "The name's Aiden, right?"





@Darksoul90

 

[Der Kojote]

(oye vey go to class for a few hours and now I gotta catch up on all these posts xD )


Dylan was about to start picking a base suit when he heard a familiar voice. Fietro Absolanz, one of the engineering teachers, he also was the man that taught suit mastery. The man could be downright frightening at some points, though mostly that was because of is Olbiterator. Dylan had seen Cryx in action once of twice. Terrifying. Though the whole animalistc thing gave him ideas as to what he could do with Arach if given enough time, and resources, and more than a few sadistic thought. For now the little robot was destined to "live" it's life as a pet.


He noticed when Feirto talked to him about his armor. "Yeah, base carbonite, mostly harvested from the wrecks of ships, just wish the nano assembler worked faster on the stuff...armor plates take a few days to assemble. Lets see this material." He looked at the screen, the metal looked like it would be a Godsend for his exo-suit. the problem with base Carbonite, it was heavy... he ran a few numbers on a datapad. "36.5% increase in speed... general maneuverability would increase at least by 50%... weight would decrease at least by 20%...the self repair would be great as well, at this point it would be icing on the cake. Gota get my hands on that flexsteel."


Then remembering one other comment that was very important he turned to hunter, now knowing his name. "Arach? no, Hell no, I built him myself, trust me when I tell you his power source and frame couldn't support a weapon. and those claws his skitters around on would have a hard time piercing your first layer of epidermis! He's harmless."


@Prizzy Kriyze @The Kaosophile

 

[GeneralZod]

Ikreth stood up looking around the room unsure of what to say about the little robot? The person closest to the robot was explaining how they had built it as Ikreth listened. The rest of the room was filled with conversation that he couldn't totally comprehend. There were a lot of people in the lab now as he looked around unable to identify most of them. The few people he had been close to in previous years found themselves dead on Pandora, this year was a new year and he needed to find some allies to work with. He still remembered watching as one of them was devoured alive and the other had drowned in some liquid on the planet which left him alone by the end of the year. He waited for a moment to interject. "So last year my exosuit was inefficient and took heavy damage on my last trip to Pandora. How would I get a new one? Is it as simple as sewing it together?" Ikreth asked obviously not understanding how they were made aiming the question to anyone in the room that could answer it.


He remembered how the trip went, it was the same trip where his friends had perished on the planet and in order to escape the situation they were put in he had removed the exosuit and relied on his on natural abilities which did much better than his exosuit had proven. The exosuit was crushed beneath the foot of a huge animal, with horns, claws, a huge tail and a wingspan that could touch the ends of the huge crevasse that they had been inside at the time. Not being familiar with the exosuit had made it difficult for Ikreth to climb the walls with it, so after he had shed the exosuit he had been able to climb out of the crevasse and avoid sharing a fate similar to that of his two friends. Ikreth decided to make a comment about any exosuit he might or might not need. "If I do receive an exosuit I require one that will not cover or interfere this." He held up his left hand which displayed the gauntlet that all Vakzi had since the age of 14.


@Shura @Prizzy Kriyze

 

[spectro]

"Look at this..." He said, and she followed his instruction, peering at the blade in front of her teacher. He was handling it with precision, with care, almost shaking as if the specimen was dangerous, and she knew for a fact that it was. She had had a close encounter with a splinter knife, that she dared not to recount, for the encounter was far too close for comfort.


She watched him stab a small experiment doll. The knife splintered and sliced through the doll, tearing it's material almost to shreds, but then, as a complete surprise, the stab wounds began to close up, as if time was reversing. Her eyes widened and she let out a half excited, half flabbergasted sigh. "Regenerative material?" She raised an eyebrow. "Did you, perhaps, swap the doll?" She was the kind of person who only believed something when it was proved. She supposed she received this trait growing up on Avalon, where knowledge was key.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

Feitro Absolanz


"Deviate from the norm?" He said with a humoured tone. "Yes, well, I believe that's how Amalia got started, and look where she is now." He indicated the lab with his arms. "Machinator. It's not as cool as an Academican, but you're on the way." he smiled to himself. Even he seemed to have some pride in ambitious students. His eyes wandered over to Dylan again, the only other student present that he knew about. He frowned when he admitted to recycling material from a ship. Messed with the molecular structure, and was better for creating thick walls where quality was less important. Oh well, such is life for the poor. He nodded at his appraisal of the increased efficiency though. At least he did his math (mostly) right.


A shiver went through his spine, and he released a loud sigh as he heard the voice of another stupid soldier. He never understood why any of them bothered to learn suit fighting anyway. Only forced him to interact with him. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're no engineer. You don't sew exo-suits together. Not unless you're rich, and can afford Elactic Synth Thread, which I severely doubt."


He looked at the student's glove in disbelief. First of all, that glove looked like it had literally been grabbed from the middle ages. Secondly, he had the audacity to demand an exo-suit fitting his primitive technology. Feitro closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to hold himself from lashing out and poking a hole in the boy's windpipes. After a short moment of self control, he opened his eyes and staccato spurted out "You will recieve a standard Exo-suit like everyone else. I suggest you find yourself a friend in the engineering department who can fix it for you, and make that despicable piece of technology on your arm less distasteful."


With that, he turned away from the group, really needing some space away from groups of students. He discovered that the girl he had left with the wondrous piece of ArchTech was still there, and sighed as he'd still have to deal with her. At least she was only a single person. He sat down by the desk again, and grabbed the piece of the splinter knife out of the stasis cube, and turned to her. "No doll-swapping going on here. Somehow, coating the blade in a temporary deficiency field causes the opposite effects of the stabbing." He turned back to the small doll that was now as good as new. "That's not really the question though. The question is how it causes the regeneration. Not through any process I've ever seen." He put the small blade into a small box within a large temporally locked chest, along with plenty of other small gadgets of ArchTech origin.


"That's Amalia's area though. She and Alaric can get to that at some other point."


@Godman873 @Shura