Damian0358
Roleplaying Procrastinator From Elsewhere
"Understood," Takato responded to Xager. At least he wouldn't need to worry about that as much. If there is a martial art he still needed to figure out proper, it would be that of the bird-beaked firearm, especially as the days of the Huolongjing [火龍經] and Shenqipu [神器譜] have come and gone for Upper Redonia. Last he had passed through Lower Redonia, they were slowly adopting the stylings of the east, and it was likely that by now, their firearms were more refined than those in Upper Redonia by virtue of adopting advancements from elsewhere. Maybe he'll wait a century or two more until he truly attempted to figure them out beyond the basics.
Ignoring the argument going on, Takato approached the dynamite crate as Riberta was digging through it, looking in to see its contents. These sure do look different from the explosives he was familiar with, he thought. But hearing Hudson's words made him consider how much more volatile these could be, if that was his given response. He considered for a moment the usage of a magical bubble, to ensure this dynamite wouldn't accidentally explode on him.
Ignoring the argument going on, Takato approached the dynamite crate as Riberta was digging through it, looking in to see its contents. These sure do look different from the explosives he was familiar with, he thought. But hearing Hudson's words made him consider how much more volatile these could be, if that was his given response. He considered for a moment the usage of a magical bubble, to ensure this dynamite wouldn't accidentally explode on him.
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