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*Rainbow Prism
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Posted by *Rainbow Prism »


"Chivs I get, but the other things?" One brow was raised, her eyes drifting to the deformed jagged piece in her hand. "How do I do that?"
Now, it looked much more precious than before.
*Selebius
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Posted by *Selebius »


"To restore the Inevitable you have to travel to Mechanus, find the construct and follow ist instructions to repair and heal it.

To destroy the devices I suggest to shape the metal into a fitting tool like a chisel, knife or a hammer. You can also pulverize part of it to use the resulting dust as a poison."
*Rainbow Prism
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Listening carefully, tiefling nodded, gaunt figure turning back, out of the office and then warehouse entirely. This cipher got terrible urge to beat the metal in shape.
*Rainbow Prism
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Posted by *Rainbow Prism »


At later date, the day after bounty was paid, a visitor approached famed headquarters of Red Death. Tall, muscled, tight-lipped, blond, with big chiv on the backpack. This tiefling said to the ones at the gates that it was not her first visit and she merely returns as per terms of agreement.
*Purgatory
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Posted by *Purgatory »


Tala stands on duty at the gate. She is just a namer she does not get the glamorous jobs.

"I'll need to know who you are here to see. I will also need that blade you have there, you get it back when you leave."
*Rainbow Prism
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Posted by *Rainbow Prism »


"I am here to drop off this." putting hand in backpack, female produces a light hammer. The weapon, which can be used as instrument is made of shiny brass, which radiated flawlessness from it's design and sheen.
"I was allowed to use your forge to create weapon to bash the murderer. To bring justice, ye could say. It is done. This tinkerin' hammer is now yours, Red Death. Part of bargain. "
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Posted by *Rainbow Prism »


Sigh.

The box and their thinking. She forgot how annoying talking to them could be for usual folk.

"Where I can find RX-678?".
*Selebius
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Posted by *Selebius »


The Quadrone pauses in its talk for a second as if to think before answering:

" RX-678. Position: Cog XVII-A-FGT-OPG. Status: On standby, waiting for mission assignment."

Again a small pause and it chatters something in its native tongue- a winged messenger Monodrone approaching, the Quadrone talking to Raila again.

" Follow the guide." This is all it says and the Monodrone already hurries away, towards one of the cogs in the distance.

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Posted by *Rainbow Prism »


The cipher simply acknowledged the offer with nod, following the creature. Occasionally stopping to let the marching boxes and floating cogs pass on their complex routine tasks, the two slowly, but surely moved toward the destination.
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Posted by *Selebius »


It is an interesting journey if perhaps a bit boring which is the result of a rather less exciting landscape and a silent guide.

While peaceful it is not without challenges as moving between Cogs often means a shift of gravity and hopping onto a fast moving one can be a challenge itself. The sphere like Monodrone flutters in front of her, unfaced by what is its natural surroundings, leading her from Cog to Cog with great patience.

Then it seems they arrived at their destination, a cathedral like building made of cogs and living metal, its architecture almost impossible, following laws not yet found by most mortal races.

The tiefling is lead inside, past busy inevitables, then down to an underground chamber.

It is silent here but for the distant grinding of the cogs and she realizes she found what she was looking for, the Inevitable resting on what sems to be some form of metallic cocoon.

The Monodrone however gives a small clicking soud- its task fulfilled-so it hurries off to be assigned a new one.

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