The armormaster at the Ironworks was, in most cases, a pleasant, genial roegadyn. By and large, he was rather fond of Chao, owing entirely to her genius at weapons and armor development. That did not, however, do anything to spare her of his wrath when she--quite regularly--brought equipment back to him in less than perfect condition.
"...The plating's failed in over seventy percent of the armored sections." A partially-smashed armored gauntlet was dropped onto the table with a heavy thud. "The aetherochemical fiberweave is frayed in ways we didn't think possible." With a rustle heavier than chainmail but not as heavy as actual plated armor, the mostly-cloth body armor was dropped over the gauntlet.
"Optics?" He picked up the Sharlayan-inspired visor, one lens cracked, the other missing entirely. "Totally fried."
He dropped the visor and picked up a long, flattened section of metal, wiring, and parts that looked partially-melted together. "And let's not even talk about the power supply." With a heavy sigh, he dropped the item in question and planted his fists on the table, leaning his weight on it to stare down at the two miqo'te before him. "Do you have any idea how material-intensive this gear is?"
Chao shrugged innocently. "Tell that to the Garleans."
The armormaster shook his head. "Well, I guess it was all obsolete anyway." He pointed to the new battlesuit she wore, which largely resembled the original but for slightly more armor plating; at least those were the visual differences. "Your new suit's what we're looking at as being the field-ready Mark I. Just came up from Materials Division this morning. Everything's a step up from what you had before, but only slightly. Keep in mind this is still intended to be an infiltrator suit."
He paused and gave a long, meaningful look down at the wrecked-beyond-repair equipment on his table. "But if you keep insisting on getting into fights with the Garleans, we're going to have to get the full combat version online sooner rather than later." Lifting his head, he indicated Myu with a thrust of his chin. "And I imagine you want one for your friend here."
"It would be most beneficial."
At this, the lighter-haired miqo'te stepped forward. "Interjection: If I may, I would like to assist in the specifications of this armor. I do not, for example, require it to possess its own source of power."
The armormaster looked between the two, confusion furrowing his brow, before he settled his gaze on Chao. "Is she right in the head? What's she talking like that for?"
With great effort, Chao suppressed a smile. "It is normal for her. But I think you should take her suggestion. She's unique, after all."
There was a moment before the roegadyn caught the meaning of her words. Most at the Ironworks had, after all, heard of her pet project attempting to create a humanoid combat machine. The armormaster looked at Myu again as though seeing her for the first time. "Is this...?"
Chao nodded.
"Oh! Well, absolutely then. Special item like her would need one custom-made then. It may take a turn or two of the sun, though, and she'll be spending a lot of time with Materials."
"It can't be helped." Chao shrugged, and when Myu gave her a confused look, she patted the other miqo'te's shoulder reassuringly. "We can spare some time, but not a great deal. I can see to a new weapon design in the meantime."
"...The plating's failed in over seventy percent of the armored sections." A partially-smashed armored gauntlet was dropped onto the table with a heavy thud. "The aetherochemical fiberweave is frayed in ways we didn't think possible." With a rustle heavier than chainmail but not as heavy as actual plated armor, the mostly-cloth body armor was dropped over the gauntlet.
"Optics?" He picked up the Sharlayan-inspired visor, one lens cracked, the other missing entirely. "Totally fried."
He dropped the visor and picked up a long, flattened section of metal, wiring, and parts that looked partially-melted together. "And let's not even talk about the power supply." With a heavy sigh, he dropped the item in question and planted his fists on the table, leaning his weight on it to stare down at the two miqo'te before him. "Do you have any idea how material-intensive this gear is?"
Chao shrugged innocently. "Tell that to the Garleans."
The armormaster shook his head. "Well, I guess it was all obsolete anyway." He pointed to the new battlesuit she wore, which largely resembled the original but for slightly more armor plating; at least those were the visual differences. "Your new suit's what we're looking at as being the field-ready Mark I. Just came up from Materials Division this morning. Everything's a step up from what you had before, but only slightly. Keep in mind this is still intended to be an infiltrator suit."
He paused and gave a long, meaningful look down at the wrecked-beyond-repair equipment on his table. "But if you keep insisting on getting into fights with the Garleans, we're going to have to get the full combat version online sooner rather than later." Lifting his head, he indicated Myu with a thrust of his chin. "And I imagine you want one for your friend here."
"It would be most beneficial."
At this, the lighter-haired miqo'te stepped forward. "Interjection: If I may, I would like to assist in the specifications of this armor. I do not, for example, require it to possess its own source of power."
The armormaster looked between the two, confusion furrowing his brow, before he settled his gaze on Chao. "Is she right in the head? What's she talking like that for?"
With great effort, Chao suppressed a smile. "It is normal for her. But I think you should take her suggestion. She's unique, after all."
There was a moment before the roegadyn caught the meaning of her words. Most at the Ironworks had, after all, heard of her pet project attempting to create a humanoid combat machine. The armormaster looked at Myu again as though seeing her for the first time. "Is this...?"
Chao nodded.
"Oh! Well, absolutely then. Special item like her would need one custom-made then. It may take a turn or two of the sun, though, and she'll be spending a lot of time with Materials."
"It can't be helped." Chao shrugged, and when Myu gave her a confused look, she patted the other miqo'te's shoulder reassuringly. "We can spare some time, but not a great deal. I can see to a new weapon design in the meantime."
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Chris Ganale | R'tahz Tia | Yuuna Akashi | Chao Lingshen | Seno Nakakami | L'dran Cresnoble | Garon Crayson
