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exsilium2013-08-21 09:56 pm
autocratic) wrote in exsilium2013-08-21 09:56 pm
[Video 03]
[ Clang! Clang! ]
Argh, no, Master! Put more of your back into your swings!
[ Said one Saber as she's turning on her tablet and placing it on a table, face turned over her shoulder. The recipient of her yelling is none other than Coby, whose hands are blackened with armaments and a piece of hot steel lying on an anvil. ]
My hands aren't exactly even! I'm not certain it'll come out right!
[Despite how illogical it was for him to be tempering and striking a heated template of a sword with his fists, Coby continued bashing them, especially as Saber commanded more of it. His fists struck the steel, sounding as if they were hammers on the anvil.]
Wouldn't it be more practical for me to use the hammer?
Bah, that is besides the point! This is a test, is it not? Put more of your strength into the steel; if you cannot muster even that much, not even a hammer will change a thing!
[ Says the woman holding an actual hammer and swinging it around threateningly. Then she turns her attention back to the feed with a small smile. ]
Greetings! It has been some time since I graced the network with my presence, but I do so with a matter of importance. Having resided in this world for a lengthy period, I have come to notice that many of the weapons I have seen, especially those given by the Initiative, are severely lacking in taste, strength, and refinement! There is hardly any artistry or beauty in them, and not even imbuing them with a special little charm gives them enough luster to be looked upon as mediocre pieces.
Therefore! [ She places the hand that holds the hammer on her chest. ] I have begun to take it upon myself - and my Master - to design works of exceptional beauty and lethality! You will not go wrong when you choose my wares, and if you need an example--
[ Saber raises her free hand and a crimson longsword materializes with a flash of fire. Pride shines in her eyes at its appearance before letting it stand in the ground as she readdresses the feed. ]
My finest work, the Aestus Estus. Considering the Initiative gives a paltry sum as an allowance, I am willing to negotiate prices. Master, do you wish to have a word in before I close this?
N-No, I don't have any input! Am I supposed to be making something that powerful, though!?
Yes! If you are to be my apprentice in this art, you will step to the same level! You do not want to swindle our customers, do you?!
[Pausing, Coby regards Saber with a measure of scrutiny. While positing the thought as something worthy of a complaint, he quickly realizes that it's a meaningless endeavor and ultimately just gives up in the same gesture, continuing to strike the steel with his blackened knuckles. All the same, he looks nothing shy of confused and worried, given that he doesn't want to come short of a promise and lie.]
Despite that...! I'm not exactly a magical person! How do I make fire come out of it? [Coby asks this, completely earnest in his question.]
You don't! That is up the wielder! [ Duh. ]
Then, it shouldn't be a problem! [Surprisingly, Coby peacefully concedes! Whatever problem he had before evaporates with that simple assertion.]
You are still not putting enough strength in it! Hit harder!
[Responding with progress, Coby continued belting the sword into shape with his blackened knuckles.] I understand!
[ Saber watches him for a good minute after, hands on her hips. After it passes, she lets out a frustrated sigh. ]
Like this!
[ She raises the hammer and... smacks Coby in the face with it. Despite the evident power in her strike, he just goes cross eyed, pauses, then nods in understanding and continues his work with more gusto. Saber gives a nod of satisfaction before turning to the tablet and switching it off. ]
Argh, no, Master! Put more of your back into your swings!
[ Said one Saber as she's turning on her tablet and placing it on a table, face turned over her shoulder. The recipient of her yelling is none other than Coby, whose hands are blackened with armaments and a piece of hot steel lying on an anvil. ]
My hands aren't exactly even! I'm not certain it'll come out right!
[Despite how illogical it was for him to be tempering and striking a heated template of a sword with his fists, Coby continued bashing them, especially as Saber commanded more of it. His fists struck the steel, sounding as if they were hammers on the anvil.]
Wouldn't it be more practical for me to use the hammer?
Bah, that is besides the point! This is a test, is it not? Put more of your strength into the steel; if you cannot muster even that much, not even a hammer will change a thing!
[ Says the woman holding an actual hammer and swinging it around threateningly. Then she turns her attention back to the feed with a small smile. ]
Greetings! It has been some time since I graced the network with my presence, but I do so with a matter of importance. Having resided in this world for a lengthy period, I have come to notice that many of the weapons I have seen, especially those given by the Initiative, are severely lacking in taste, strength, and refinement! There is hardly any artistry or beauty in them, and not even imbuing them with a special little charm gives them enough luster to be looked upon as mediocre pieces.
Therefore! [ She places the hand that holds the hammer on her chest. ] I have begun to take it upon myself - and my Master - to design works of exceptional beauty and lethality! You will not go wrong when you choose my wares, and if you need an example--
[ Saber raises her free hand and a crimson longsword materializes with a flash of fire. Pride shines in her eyes at its appearance before letting it stand in the ground as she readdresses the feed. ]
My finest work, the Aestus Estus. Considering the Initiative gives a paltry sum as an allowance, I am willing to negotiate prices. Master, do you wish to have a word in before I close this?
N-No, I don't have any input! Am I supposed to be making something that powerful, though!?
Yes! If you are to be my apprentice in this art, you will step to the same level! You do not want to swindle our customers, do you?!
[Pausing, Coby regards Saber with a measure of scrutiny. While positing the thought as something worthy of a complaint, he quickly realizes that it's a meaningless endeavor and ultimately just gives up in the same gesture, continuing to strike the steel with his blackened knuckles. All the same, he looks nothing shy of confused and worried, given that he doesn't want to come short of a promise and lie.]
Despite that...! I'm not exactly a magical person! How do I make fire come out of it? [Coby asks this, completely earnest in his question.]
You don't! That is up the wielder! [ Duh. ]
Then, it shouldn't be a problem! [Surprisingly, Coby peacefully concedes! Whatever problem he had before evaporates with that simple assertion.]
You are still not putting enough strength in it! Hit harder!
[Responding with progress, Coby continued belting the sword into shape with his blackened knuckles.] I understand!
[ Saber watches him for a good minute after, hands on her hips. After it passes, she lets out a frustrated sigh. ]
Like this!
[ She raises the hammer and... smacks Coby in the face with it. Despite the evident power in her strike, he just goes cross eyed, pauses, then nods in understanding and continues his work with more gusto. Saber gives a nod of satisfaction before turning to the tablet and switching it off. ]