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Galen Forrester<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i>Bar<br/>
Mentions: Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="5743" data-username="@Briker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5743/">@Briker</a> <a class="username" data-user-id="3476" data-username="@tristyn grace tucker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3476/">@tristyn grace tucker</a>​</div><br/>"Nervous? Oh, I'm fine," Galen let her know with a big smile. When John came over to introduce himself, he shook his hand and nodded. "Trader John. Nice to meet you. My name is Galen Forrester."<br/><br/>As Dawn began to explain, he focused all of his attention on her explanation while his expression grew more amazed.<br/>"An immortal paladin with golden blood?" he repeated slowly and incredulously. "Wow, you really are special! Your comrades were kidnapped and restrained because people were after you? And your blood is the Fountain of Youth? I thought the Fountain was just a myth - no offence." The young man lifted his hand apologetically.<br/><br/>"I'm still wrapping my head around all this... it is somewhat funny though. He has potions, I heal through touch, your blood has mystical properties. Quite a collection of individuals." He smiled before looking at her a little more seriously. Maybe he had misspoken or something, but she'd gotten a lot more closed off after he shook John's hand. He decided to change the subject.<br/>"Well... I believe Sir Mercury just mentioned it but there's good reason to believe that everyone, or almost everyone, who arrives here is, erm, dead. Do you think it's possible that you might have died still, despite being normally immortal? Do you happen to remember what happened before you got here?"<br/>He looked at John. "Do you remember what brought you here?"<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi56.photozi.com%2Fimages%2F9tvGf.png&amp;hash=a5fae486a78bcc1a3514a6401a5d7331" title="9tvGf.png">
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John 'Axle' Winters<br/>
<i class="fas fa-spinner fa-spin"></i>Anger room<br/>
Mentions: <a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="@MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">@MonsterMistress</a>​</div><br/>Eager as she was to take it in hand, it seemed Nalia didn't feel much for activating it. Axle took it back over from her, before swallowing another bite and giving a hoarse laugh. "I ain't planning to put you in the crosshairs. Reason I brought it up... is because I trust you. And since I understand you care about your sister's safety, I wanted you to know what you have under your roof if anything happens to me or the hotel. If danger comes along, and possibly causes you or your loved ones any suffering... well, you should know the option is there."<br/><br/>Nalia's thoughts seemed to be elsewhere while they ate, which he had no problem with. He simply focused on the meal and sipped his shake when the waitress returned.<br/>"I'm good too. Nice food, thank you," he told the hologram rather blankly before she left, then slid his drink aside when he was finished with it and standing up out of his seat, pressing the symbol on the orb. In a single moment, it visually warped and extended into a scoped metallic rifle that was about as long as his arm, the grooves bending and twisting in and out to form all of the components including a number of buttons and dials on the side.<br/><br/>"We should step out into the rain for a moment. Can you spawn a tank or a similar target in the street?" he asked Nalia. "I'm not looking to train, I can do that on my own. Just want to show you the difference between this and, say, a normal gun or a rocket launcher."<br/>As he walked out the door and into the drizzle, he took aim at the street, fine-tuning some of the settings on the scope. "A gun shoots a bullet projectile... a rocket launcher launches a rocket. One pierces protection, goes inside and wrecks the components of a body or a machine. The other launches an explosive that detonates, creates a shockwave, heat, fire, and shrapnel. Both are lethal, both can be extremely messy and cause collateral damage. Instead, the Force Cannon was designed to project energy, and cause it to create a concentrated concussive blast at a very specific point. When it comes to heavy armor like a tank's, that means it can break and bend it open just fine in a single shot, without creating fire or shrapnel."<br/><br/>If she spawned in the tank, he then demonstrated his first point.<br/><br/>"That's a hard blast, of course. If you want to, also, you could simply knock an opponent back or knock them out completely non-lethally, without causing significant damage." He looked at her. "The energy doesn't create heat, has minimal sound and can be directed as precisely as a bullet - all it does is create a wave of force. It's by far one of the cleanest weapons ever made. And it can do whatever you need so long as you put the settings the way you want. Target a large or small area with the scope, set the amount of force with the dial, and pull the trigger to project energy - when you let go, the energy detonates," he explained, lowering the rifle and turning to her.<br/>"You want to have a go at that tank for yourself?"