_gallifrog_
Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
With the others perfectly content to stay inside where it was both warm and dry John headed outside. It was still raining, but the droplets were falling at an angle meaning that if he leaned against the back wall of the forge he could stay mostly dry (and more importantly he could actually light up the cigarette). He took in a deep drag, blowing it out in a steady stream through his lips. John had never learned to blow smoke rings as he thought it made the person doing it look like an incredible douche. He could feel himself relaxing as the nicotine began to hit him, some of the tension slipping from his shoulders. As always he bent one leg, resting his foot flat against the wall. From his spot he had a fairly decent view of the comings and goings of this particular section of the military town.
Chas didn't find himself at all surprised at where Fia's thoughts were going. If a regular pyrokinetic like Cal was naturally drawn to fire and crafting with fire then the pull of the combination of beauty and leathalness that was forging must be far, far stronger for phoenixes. They did have a background in being warriors after all, the way Fia had been completely at home in the armour proved that. "Jay would probably say something like you can never have enough blades. She has an unhealthy amount" Chas added, with a slight smirk. Jay never went anywhere without some form of blade on her, be it a dagger or a sword they were her preferred weapons after all. Rinaa on the other hand was very much a gun-girl, she could respect blades as a weapon, but preferred to use them as a tool when building or fixing something. "And as for making a blade? From what Dan says, and he's most definitely the expert on this" Chas had spent a considerable amount of time one the island quizzing the blacksmith about various aspects of running and working in a forge (completely availing of the runes that allowed him to communicate fluently with the blacksmith). "It takes months to get the skills refined enough that it not only looks like a blade but is weighted like a blade and even then it mightn't actually act as a blade. In other words, if you want to try, either you have to be some kind of child prodigy and do it between now and the time we go back to Earth or it's something to do in your time."
Chas didn't find himself at all surprised at where Fia's thoughts were going. If a regular pyrokinetic like Cal was naturally drawn to fire and crafting with fire then the pull of the combination of beauty and leathalness that was forging must be far, far stronger for phoenixes. They did have a background in being warriors after all, the way Fia had been completely at home in the armour proved that. "Jay would probably say something like you can never have enough blades. She has an unhealthy amount" Chas added, with a slight smirk. Jay never went anywhere without some form of blade on her, be it a dagger or a sword they were her preferred weapons after all. Rinaa on the other hand was very much a gun-girl, she could respect blades as a weapon, but preferred to use them as a tool when building or fixing something. "And as for making a blade? From what Dan says, and he's most definitely the expert on this" Chas had spent a considerable amount of time one the island quizzing the blacksmith about various aspects of running and working in a forge (completely availing of the runes that allowed him to communicate fluently with the blacksmith). "It takes months to get the skills refined enough that it not only looks like a blade but is weighted like a blade and even then it mightn't actually act as a blade. In other words, if you want to try, either you have to be some kind of child prodigy and do it between now and the time we go back to Earth or it's something to do in your time."