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[huaaaaagh]

Who: Kirito / OTA
Broadcast: Audio / Fleetwide
Action: Aboard the Paisley
When: Now!


[What follows is a somewhat exasperated, very tired plea to the public, accompanied by a slow grinding noise every couple of seconds. For those who would recognize it, it's the sound of metal being sharpened, slowly and painstakingly.]

Hey, question for ships out there with security officers. Is it possible for those of us who don't have access to weaponry to buy or trade for a gun? I've got a project I'd like to try working on, but I don't have the parts here.

If trading for a weapon outright is against some sort of rule, or no one's willing, I'd take parts or schematics instead. Anything's better than what I have.

[For those aboard the Paisley, Kirito has been buried in engineering for a loooooong time, and the sound of grinding metal may or may not be echoing in the hallway outside of the entry door. Sorry not sorry for the potential headaches.]

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[stefanged]

[Stefan missed most of the broadcast, but he can't exactly miss the sound of sharpening metal. Since he also knows that Kirito missed their last meal, he's gonna poke his head in the engine room, with a plate of food in his hands.]

Hey. Everything okay in there?

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[huaaaaagh]

[Scrape. Scrape. Scrape.

SIGH.

Kirito pauses after the last stroke - grinding a thick, sturdy metal chisel over a piece of rebar, maybe a couple of feet in length. He scrutinizes it for a moment, wiping off the edge he'd been working on with a wet cloth, then gets back to work.]

It's fine, just... tedious.

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[stefanged]

Ah.

[He sets the plate down somewhere nearby, leaning against one of the walls so he can watch this better. Stefan's got no experience with metal crafting, but even he can see effort and skill when it's in front of him.] When do you think it'll be done? I can try and find someone with experience in that kind of weaponry.

[Since, well - he has none. Vampiric strength means he's never really needed a proper weapon.]

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[huaaaaagh]

[It isn't much of a show, admittedly. Kirito offers him a bit of a sour smile.]

Technically, I know someone with experience in smithing, but this definitely isn't a material she'd be satisfied with. And she also knows, uh, a different me.

[AKA, another avatar. He's really not sure how he's going to deal with that yet.]

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[stefanged]

That... would do it, yeah.

[He winces in sympathy. Who knew his weird situation was more common than he thought?] Like she remembers things you did, but you haven't the faintest idea of what they might be?

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[huaaaaagh]

[Fff. He does know someone like that, actually, but that's not the same one he means.]

No, ah... like when we met in person, she thought I was a girl.

[Remember that weird body shift kinda thing, Stefan?]

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[stefanged]

Oh.

[Weird, but not quite his weird situation. He pretends to scrutinize Kirito for a few seconds, before taking a glance at the weapon.]

You can't exactly, uh, turn back into that form at will?

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[ricksybusiness]

What'll you pay?

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[huaaaaagh]

[Ah... that is the hard part, isn't it. He's not really used to the currency yet, since he hasn't bought anything.]

Depends on what people might be charging. I haven't been here for long, so I don't have much in the way of funds. If I need to save up, I'll save up.

Aside from money, I can offer up temporary services as an engineer if there's ships without one. I can build computers and machinery if you need an extra pair of hands.

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[ricksybusiness]

N-not interested. But "flim shim shanadoo," as they say. So I'll get back to you on money once I figure out what the exchange rate is here.

What kind of gun are you looking for?

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[huaaaaagh]

[...What does that even mean, is that some kind of space lingo?]

As far as I know, the guns that are available are a couple varieties of energy pistols. I don't need one that's really powerful- something small and durable would be enough for me.

A gun using real bullets would be useless, in this case.

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[ricksybusiness]

[Either that, or Rick is just a crazy, drunk old man. Jury is still out.]

Well, duh. Bullets are primitive anyway. S-so just a small power laser gun? You don't need it to shoot anti-matter or quasars, or...

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[huaaaaagh]

[Someday, maybe, Kirito will know. Today is not that day.]

...Do you have guns that do that?

[Because- okay, he doesn't want them, but- wow. That would be cool.]

[goldenglasses]

What kind of project requires a gun? [Not judging l. Just curious.] And there are some gunsmiths moonshine if you have the money for one.

[And because there isn't video Vash hasn't guessed who he's speaking with.]

[huaaaaagh]

[OH GOD IT'S THIS GUY

Well, at least this time he looks like a guy. And sounds like himself again, too.]

It's kind of a secret. But I doubt the guns on the moon would do any good- I need an energy weapon, not one that uses bullets.

[goldenglasses]

[HI NEW FRIEND! HAVE YOU SEEN THIS HOT GIRL? I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND HER AND CAN'T.]

An energy one? Yeah, pretty sure all the ones there will use bullets. Still, I hope whatever experiment you're planning will be tested outside the ships. I mean, dangerous toys like guns can be fun, but an exploding ship because something got pierced is less so.

[huaaaaagh]

[That hot girl has a girlfriend, and probably is way too young for you. And also is not real. You'll never see her again. until next time Kirito uses that avatar]

Mm... maybe I should create a lab on the Iskaulit. If it was in the middle of the ship, any explosions would be contained enough that it wouldn't cause any outside damage.

[He seems mostly unconcerned about the prospect of being caught in an explosion, himself.]

[goldenglasses]

[Heartbreaker.] S-shouldn't you be just a bit more concerned with NOT having an explosion happen in the first place? [Vash was hoping for a more: oh nothing would explode response.]

[huaaaaagh]

Well, obviously I'm going to try to avoid that. An explosion would cause all kinds of problems. More importantly, it would be a waste of precious resources. But since I can't guarantee success, it's something I should be prepared for, just in case.

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[jamminshield]

My dad's got a T-Shirt Cannon back home. It's the coolest thing ever! I think it's my favorite gun. I wish it was here so I could lend it to you!

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[huaaaaagh]

[Ah, Steven. He can always count on you to contribute weirdness.]

I don't think that would be good for either of us. I need a gun for the parts- I'd have to dismantle it.

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[jamminshield]

Oh no, not T-Shirt Cannon!! [He exclaims as if it's already in danger.]

But then what if you wanna shoot cool t-shirts to all of your friends?

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[huaaaaagh]

If it was for your friends, wouldn't you just hand it to them?

[Not a big customer of rock concerts, this one.]

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[jamminshield]

But that's not the coolest and funnest way to give it to them. T-Shirt Cannon is! It's really for stuff like rock shows, but Dad doesn't do them anymore most of the time, so I've had a lot of fun with it!

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[huaaaaagh]

You'd run out of t-shirts pretty quickly if you used something like that.

[Sounds kind of silly, but hey, whatever makes a guy happy.]