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⚙ // video; un: hextechnician
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hexcrafterWHO: Viktor + open
WHERE: Gemini
WHEN: Late May
WHAT: Building magitech to cope with the horrors.
WARNINGS: None yet, specified in subject lines if needed.
[Viktor had all but disappeared after the excursion through the latest spirit gate; rarely leaving his house was not strictly unusual for him, but he'd withdrawn almost entirely for days. For him, a neceessity--solitude gave Viktor the ability to fall into the oldest habit of throwing himself into his work as a way to sort out tumultuous thoughts. Of which he had far too many, now.]
[But eventually, there was a distinct sign of life in the form of a video on the network: set up to show an open area behind Viktor's house, with a square foot of sheet metal set up in a way almost resembling a painter's canvas.]
I, eh...have never been particularly skilled with public presentations, but I would like to demonstrate what I have been working on.
[Viktor stepped into frame with a pair of goggles pushed back to his forehead, pulling on an odd fingerless glove of metal and leather. The shoulder not leaning on his crutch now wore a small pauldron, on which was mounted a thin third arm ending in three fingers.] The second iteration of an old invention of mine; the Hexclaw. It is a crafting tool designed for precision and dexterity, not only in its range of movement, but also in its secondary function.
[As he spoke, he slotted a light-elemental crystal into the back of the glove, twisting it slightly as one would adjust a dial. Once he had, the third arm began to respond to his movements, its own clawed hand twisting and moving as if taking careful aim at the sheet of metal--with a sharp motion of Viktor's hand, it fired a thin and bright blue laser, drawing a symbol into the material that burned bright orange as it began to slowly cool off, engraved with pinpoint accuracy.]
...Laser technology is commonplace in this world, I realize- [Twisting the crystal in the opposite direction to disengage it, the Hexclaw retracted slightly as if powering off.] -but a new innovation in mine. It needs some further fine-tuning, though I am optimistic that this is already an improvement over its previous version.
[He laughed a little awkwardly, a quietly huffed sound that ended in a brief cough against the back of his uncovered hand. Clearly unsure of just how to finish such a presentation, Viktor reached over and simply ended the video.]
WHERE: Gemini
WHEN: Late May
WHAT: Building magitech to cope with the horrors.
WARNINGS: None yet, specified in subject lines if needed.
[Viktor had all but disappeared after the excursion through the latest spirit gate; rarely leaving his house was not strictly unusual for him, but he'd withdrawn almost entirely for days. For him, a neceessity--solitude gave Viktor the ability to fall into the oldest habit of throwing himself into his work as a way to sort out tumultuous thoughts. Of which he had far too many, now.]
[But eventually, there was a distinct sign of life in the form of a video on the network: set up to show an open area behind Viktor's house, with a square foot of sheet metal set up in a way almost resembling a painter's canvas.]
I, eh...have never been particularly skilled with public presentations, but I would like to demonstrate what I have been working on.
[Viktor stepped into frame with a pair of goggles pushed back to his forehead, pulling on an odd fingerless glove of metal and leather. The shoulder not leaning on his crutch now wore a small pauldron, on which was mounted a thin third arm ending in three fingers.] The second iteration of an old invention of mine; the Hexclaw. It is a crafting tool designed for precision and dexterity, not only in its range of movement, but also in its secondary function.
[As he spoke, he slotted a light-elemental crystal into the back of the glove, twisting it slightly as one would adjust a dial. Once he had, the third arm began to respond to his movements, its own clawed hand twisting and moving as if taking careful aim at the sheet of metal--with a sharp motion of Viktor's hand, it fired a thin and bright blue laser, drawing a symbol into the material that burned bright orange as it began to slowly cool off, engraved with pinpoint accuracy.]
...Laser technology is commonplace in this world, I realize- [Twisting the crystal in the opposite direction to disengage it, the Hexclaw retracted slightly as if powering off.] -but a new innovation in mine. It needs some further fine-tuning, though I am optimistic that this is already an improvement over its previous version.
[He laughed a little awkwardly, a quietly huffed sound that ended in a brief cough against the back of his uncovered hand. Clearly unsure of just how to finish such a presentation, Viktor reached over and simply ended the video.]
