Steam and Flux, Meisters of the Union, need breaks too

[Cogsrow]

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Your mind was awash with different feelings and emotions, you were on your way to the Meister academy, a once in a life time opportunity only a few people ever get to experience. Though now the trouble was finding an empty room to stay in for the long train ride to the Academy. All of you would realize there is only a single room left on the floor of the train you are riding on that you can sit in, Each room holds 8 people and this one already had 2 people in it. Both were sleeping, one was a youth with short red hair and a narrow face, the other was older a bit more rugged and strong in appearance, he had black hair and goggles on his forehead, and he snored softly. You all arrive at various times slowly, you all note the silver pendants on everyone's shirts, marking them as Meisters on their way to the academy.


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[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop is among the first of the group to arrive. A gaunt young man dressed in fine noble attire arrives, donned in a top hat and a long dark coat that all but matches his black curly hair. He pauses for a moment, taking in the rather irreverent accomodations, and decides that it would perhaps be best to make do. With this in mind he sets down the case he had been carrying and began the process of organizing his immediate belongings, as it was not entirely clear just how long he and the others would be on the train.

[Meriss]

Henrik pauses briefly in the doorway of the compartment. He fingers his badge nervously.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained

"guten Tag, meine Herren, Good day, gentlemen. Henrik St. Pierre. Future Meister."

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr wheels his way into the room. He sees a window without a bench by it which he wheels over to. He places his travel case, containing all of his most useful inventions, as well as his clothing, next to himself then begins to watch the landscape go by. He begins to allow his mind to wander, thinking of the potential new things he might be able to build with the new resources that would soon be made available to him. He doesn't try to give off an aura of disinterest, but if no one addressed him directly, he would rather think about his work.

[Emperor Ing]

Ah, hallo, Sehr erfreut,* Henrik. He is greeted, speaking rather softly. The young man then approaches Henrik. I am W-w-inthrop of House Mepthaleck. I vould shake yer hand but... He frowns. forgive me, vith meiner...talents, it might be dangerous.


*nice to meet you

[Blk4ce]

Dante is the last to board the train. He looks for an empty wagon. The first wagon with an empty seat is full of weird characters. He immediately turns around.

Oh cheer up. It wouldn't KILL you to make a few friends. A velvet voice says inside his mind.

Yeah, they are /such/ a treasure.

A quick search reveals that there is only that seat open. Scowling, Dante slumps into the seat.

See? You'll get along fine. the voice patronises Dante.

[Meriss]

Seeing that most of his companions were more comfortable using English he makes the switch completely.

Von Mepthalek, now where have I heard that name?

He seats himself across from Winthrop. Making it clear that he would like to continue their conversation but not wanting to force the issue.

"A pleasure to meet you also, your Lordship. When you say it is not wise to touch you; you mean you are a leech, or a firecaster?"

In order to make young noble more comfortable, Henrik continues. "I myself, am a young bourgeoisie, from Brussels. I have the ability to command a steamjack."

[Emperor Ing]

You may call me Vinthrop, "Your Lordship" ez my fathzer. He replies in jest. Ve are a powerful merchantile family en Dusseldorf.

As for my abilities, I control contagion. Disease, pox, infektion, all of it I can spread zhrough mere touch. I can control zhis power, but I vould rather not risk an epidemic.

I can also teleport, I have no idea why.

[Cogsrow]

-As you talk and converse the blonde meister simply rolls over to face the window still sleeping, however the dark haired Meister groans and sits up- hallo .... es ist schön , Sie zu treffen , ich bin der Reitter Siegfried zu Ihren Diensten -He blinks still seeing the blonde meister sleeping- Huh -Buchse Messer müssen geschult ihm wirklich schwer , wenn er schläft noch



Oh Hello there, a pleasure to meet you I'm the Reitter Siegfried. Huh jack of blades must of trained him really hard if he's still sleeping

[Meriss]

Anyone watching Henrik notices that as Winthrop declares his abilities, the young Belgian does not recoil.

"Flux is truly a mysterious substance isn't it? One man controls flames, another a monstrous war machine. Strangely enough my grandfather retired to Düsseldorf. Georg Schneider? No? No matter."

Groaning mentally Henrik turns to his fellow Reitter. Does no one speak Francais?

He switches back to German. "Hallo, mein Name ist Henrik. So sind Sie zwei wiederkehrende Schüler?"


Hello, my name is Henrik. So are you two returning students?

Thank goodness for Google translate.

[Torgarn]

As the words being spoken filter through Alexsandr's reverie, his head snaps up at the words spoken by Siegfried. He looks at the still sleeping Meister with a look of pure animosity, before becoming more composed. He lifts his case into his lap and opens it, retrieving several parts and tools and begins working on a small creation.

[Cogsrow]

I'll speak in english for the ease of everyone else, and well I know I'm not a returning student, and the fact that this guy had to have his brother escort him onto the train. I'm fairly certain it's his first time here too. Poor guy was trained by that Jack of blades andthe moment he sat down he pretty much passed out. -he leans back on the seat and relaxes- As for the nature of flux, there is one truth behind it all, it holds the power for great good and evil

[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop shakes his head, frowning at Schneider? Nein, sorry, ve have not met.

He then turns, looking to the Russian who so far has yet to have said a word. Hallo. I don't tzink ve have heard from you yet.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr continues to work on his device as he turns his chair to face the one who addressed him. Это то, что я получаю за не прошу за одноместный номер. he mutters to himself. Then he responds in English, I am Alexsandr, I will be piloting a Steamjack, as they are so uneloquently called, of my own creation.

[Metahuman1]

The door slid open, one more comer entering the room. This one was a woman, though she would certainly have stood out in a crowd. For starters she was taller then avarage for a man by a fair bit, and she was a positive giant by the standards that usually applied to women. The long baggy coat tied around her form hid much of the details of her dress and build, but she was clearly quite broad and quite thick, and even allowing for the thickness of the gloves and boots she wore on her hands and feet, they were both large as well. And there was no hiding her chest given how much it stuck out. A last big of suggestion that she was strong was the large trunk she carried one armed that looked like it should have taken two men at least to haul about.

Beyond that, she had hair of white gold in a tight bun to keep it out of her way, and fair skin, with dark blue eyes of deepest sapphire, and at her waste on a heavy belt she wore outside the jacket was a sword. It was not a gentleman's dress sword or small sword, nor a Spadrune or Eppie or Saber, nor even a Naval Cutlass or a Rapier. It wasn't even a Basket Hilted Broadsword of the type still popular with Union Regiments form the Scottish Highlands. It was a longsword, with a handle length that clearly had two handed use as well as one handed use in mind and a pronounced pommel for striking. Apart from that it had a fairly standard Cross guard with **** (It's not pronounced that way but it is spell that way, it's an actual thing some swords have at the base of the blade were the blade meets the guard to provide extra protection to the hand and extra gripping and control when your sword is bound against another weapon.), with a Disk similar if ever so slightly wider and a noticeable bit thicker to the guards used on small swords just under the cross guard section, and then below that it had a heavy Basket hilt guard, akin to what the Scottish broad swords used or what would be seen on Some Rapier, Spadroon, Cutlass and Saber designs, though heavier then most of those would usually be, and given the shaping of it, clearly a custom job, and it made it clear the weapon had some meaningful heft to it and that attacking anywhere near her hands or wrists when she held it would be an utterly futile endeavor.

This utter Valkery of a woman looked about the car for a moment, spying fairly quickly that it was the only one with seats left. And with that note made, she entered the rest of the way, and found herself a seat across from Alexsandr, which she made her way over too and stood next too, putting her across form the much smaller wheel chair bound man. She looked down to him, but didn't give the impression she was trying to look down at him or look down on him.

"Is this seat taken? And if it is not, would you mind terribly if I make use of it for the trip?" German accent was detectable in her tone, but it didn't over power her English by any means. Really all it did was give it flavor. One had to imagine she'd put a lot of work into the second language to get it as such. Beyond that her tone was polite, civil and even friendly.

[Meriss]

Henrik's eyebrows escalate into his overly long bangs as the, admit it, giantess enters the car.

Mon dieu du tabernac!

He waits to see what the Russian would do before introducing himself and the rest of the car.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried smiles at the Amazonian woman- Hellow dort, ein Vergnügen, Sie zu treffen Frau -as Siegfried speaks, the other meister in the room that up till now has been sleeping sneezes and it gets a lot warmer in the room, about a solid 14 degrees in a near instant, as he stretches and gets up and blinks, mostly at how many new people there are and more intently at the strikingly large woman, even for a meister that was a bit odd of a sight- Oh umm hello, I guess quite a few more people joined up in here since I passed out -he clears his throat and looks a bit nervous- I'm Daniel Pen...paris, Daniel Paris -he says a moment, having to stop himself mid sentence there- I'm a Pyrokinetic Jager, so umm yeah sorry about the head one second -he closes his eyes and focuses and it cools down-

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr just stares for a moment, rather taken aback that someone wanted to sit near him. After a moment he becomes more composed, then nods. You don't need my permission, but yes, your company would be welcome.

[Emperor Ing]

The sudden rise in temperature causes Winthrop takes a moment to wipe the sweat off his brow. It's good to meet you Seigfreid, Daniel, Aleksandr. He nods to all three in succession. I do apologize if mein conversations have disturbed your sleep.

[Metahuman1]

"Perhaps, but I have found it tends to make others more comfortable when I do." She said as she rather casually stored the trunk in the space over head with one hand and sat down. At about which time she noticed she seemed to have become something of a spectacle among the group. At around this time the room however, got noticeably warmer as one of the two at the front awoke, and she found her self fanning her face with her hand in an effort to get some releife as he spoke.

"A pleasure gentlemen, I'm sure. I am Alexandra Heinrich, I am a Jeger, my power seems more centered on adapting cellular growth and other personal mostly biological factors."

She then turned her gaze back toward the man who she'd ask permission to sit with, and then back Gianna at the man who was not capable of controlling fire.

"But you you two gentlemen seem to have me at a disadvantage. You know my name but I do not know yours." She had a smile and a general manner too her that was pleasant and friendly and generally very welcoming. Her whole demeanor that of someone who took so much pleasure from life that it was near infectious.

[KasmKat]

The door to the carriage opens to reveal Two MP's escorting a teenage girl, "Here, get in, there's space." One of them says pushing her forwards and handing her a bundle and kit bag, "Don't try and escape again, understood"

The girl steps over the doorway, looking around as she accepts the bundle and bag, "Oui, monsieur, il ne se reproduira pas." Nodding the MP shuts the door behind her.

The girl straightens herself up slowly, looking over the people she is forced to deal with, scowling at the richly dressed gentlemen, she loosens off the old leather coat revealing a slim well dressed figure and what looks to be an armoured corset, unwrapping the bundle and strapping the strange pistol it contained to her waist before fastening the coat again. "Mein Gott im Himmel, warum muss ich mit diesen Menschen umzugehen." She mutters to herself before composing her face into a smile and taking a seat on the floor, leaning against the door, "Buenos días, parece que vamos a ser compañeros, soy conocido como Dash" She says in a soft cultured voice with a slight Russian accent, tucking her legs under her.


Oui, monsieur, il ne se reproduira pas - Yes, sir, it will not happen again (French)

Mein Gott im Himmel, warum muss ich mit diesen Menschen umzugehen - My god in Heaven, Why must I deal with these People (German)

Buenos días, parece que vamos a ser compañeros, soy conocido como Dash - Good day, it seems we are to be companions, I am known as Dash (Spanish)

[Meriss]

A smile spreads across Henrik's face as Alexandra introduces her self.

"I am Henrik St. Pierre, steam jack pilot. This is Winthrop von Mepthalek, jager. The fellow in the corner who seems to be talking to him self has yet to speak. To us at least. And I think you have met everyone else."

Henrik brightens considerably as the other girl speaks French to the MPs. There is a look of confusion as she switches to German, then utter incomprehension as she switches to another language. This is why I dislike traveling.

He addresses the other young woman. "Par un vote populaire, un langage de la voiture est l'anglais. Une fois de plus S'il vous plaît?"


French: By popular vote the language of the car is English. Once again please?

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried Chuckles- Well Miss Alexandra I am Siegfried, just a mechanic that got picked up in this little war to become a meister. A reitter specifically with my Jack being the Winter's breath, it uses high concentrations of liquid nitrogen to freeze and slow enemies then sonic vibrations to shatter them -He chuckles at the thought as he stretches out and relaxes, Looking at the two men now awake siegfried was tall and well muscled, a body built from a life of hard work. Around 6ft 3 he definently had a strong presence around him. Meanwhile quite the opposite to him was quite the opposite about 5ft 8 he had a much weaker Physique, most likely due to the less physical nature of his powers. Daniel rubs the back of his head- Funny I'm...kind of the oppsoite and the same in powers, I can control heat, so well freezing or burning are kind of my thing -he laughs a bit nervously not used to being around people-

[Metahuman1]

"A pleasure Siegfried, and that is a formidable talent I'm sure Daniel." She offers with a that customary smile of hers before she turns the answer the next person.

"Greetings." As she says this she offer's them both a hand shake, which if they should take it they will find speaks well to her considerable strength.

When the young woman enters with the MP's her eyes narrow at them till they leave, and then her expression softens to her. Three different languages, one of which she recognized with certainty. The other two, she had a feeling what they were but was not by any means able to speak them.

"Guten Tag, ich bin Alexandra , was ist Ihr Name?" She has a soft tone with the smaller woman, approachable, none aggressive. She was clearly trying to be nice.

Translates to : Good day, i'm Alexandra, what's your name? At least according to Google Translate.

[KasmKat]

Dash sighs, Leaning back against the door, "Paganos incultos..." She mutters to herself before composing herself again.

"I am called Dash, and it appears you are to be my companions for now, it is my pleasure to meet you all." She says politely with a slight Russian accent, still scowling slightly when she looks at the gentlemen in the carriage with her.

"I have been told I am a Reitter... It appears you are all Reitters or Jaegers as well, so we shall see what good you actually are."

[Metahuman1]

"I might give you a demonstration, but, the lions share of what I can do is, problematic to show in doors when I care about the condition of the indoors I am in. I am a Jeger, as it happens." She was actually a bit sheepish here, though still very genuine. Her confidence seemed to restore itself as she turned her focus to the young man in the wheel chair.

"So, why not tell me a little about yourself, if you are not uncomfortable with it and I am not being to bold? As of now I don't even have your name after all." Cool, polite, and soothing were all ways to describe her manner as she spoke that would have fit well.

[Meriss]

Henrik bristles visably as Dash suggests that he might not be of any worth.

He knew he didn't belong here, but to hear it from someone else was hurtful. But how to prove himself without any of his plans or inventions?

He glances over at the tinkering Russian. Maybe I could borrow some tools?

[Emperor Ing]

I possess ze ability to control and spread diseases far more powerful zan modern medicine understands. Winthrop says, explaining his own powers. He then vanishes suddenly, reappearing in the same instance a meter to the left. I can also teleport.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr looks up once more from the device he was working on, addressing Alexamdra. My name is Alexsandr, named after Alexander the Great. I am an inventor of new technologies. I was forcibly recruited to the academy when it was found that I had developed a flux-powered suit to grant myself greater mobility. he finishes with a rasping, almost sarcastic laugh.

[Metahuman1]

"I see. Yes, the mandatory nature is, far from ideal indeed. But, on the bright side, that sort of research is something I would imagine those in charge of the facility would want to encourage, yes? So it may not be so long before you have what you sought."

A slight change of gears as she tried to give him a more comforting way to think about it. Clearly attempting to help.

[Torgarn]

Realizing her lack of malice, Alexsandr lightens up somewhat. I don't mean to give the wrong impression he states, trying to put on what he thinks of as a reassuring smile, though it might come off as a grimace for one unfamiliar with him. All I seek is an opportunity to advance my work and studies. The Academy will provide me a good avenue for that, I just dislike being forced into anything against my will, particularly by a state actor.

[Metahuman1]

"I am certain. After all, what is the point in making a school designed to help those who can wield Flux learn to do so and advance our knowledge of it, if they did not mean to allow us to learn to wield it and advance our knowledge of it?

Though I am sympathetic to your dislike of being forced toward things. Ah, I have an idea."

She stood for a second, opening the trunk, and unfortunately presenting the sheathed sword to his eye level again in doing so for a few seconds before she sat down again with a small bag and a folded bit of wood, which she then unfolded, reveling a checker patterned board, and opening the bag to reveal white and black pieces.

"Would you perhaps be interested in a game? And if so, black or white?"


Just so there is no possible confusion, it's a chess set.

[roll0] Insight Check to determine if that was a grimace of pain/discomfort or a smile since he said it should be not easy to tell.

[Emperor Ing]

Not all of us vere really given a choice. Winthrop grumbles, finding some kinship in Alexsandr in how they are being brought here more-or-less against their will.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried Stretches- That's the Hypocracy of the Union, Oh we believe in the freedoms of the people, look how repressed the people of the Conglomerate and the Empire are. And here we are, being forced to go to a military academy to fight and die

-Daniel looks at Siegfried- The average Meister is a walking engine of death and destruction, it makes sense to regulate us, and if the Union and the Conglomerate weren't constantly attacking us, we wouldn't need every Meister on the frontline to defend our homes. Right or Wrong, we are the only people that can Save the union, it's our duty to protect those that can't protect themselves -Daniel says to Siegfried, but he only gets a roll of the eyes from the Reitter-

A man that gives up Freedom for safety, deserves neither Freedom nor safety. Remember that Daniel.

-Daniel sighs and smiles looking at the others- And umm...I'll play winner, I rather like chess

[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop nods at Seigfreid, finding that he makes a lot of sense. I vould not have refused, if zey had simply asked. Ez zat such an inconvenience? Ez zhe case to protect zhe Union, our homes, and our families so difficult to make zat they must resort to kidnapping? If so zen I fear ve are on ze wrong side. Große himmlische Vater, den ich bete, dass es nicht so sein.


Great Heavenly Father, I pray it not be so.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr's eyes tighten at Daniels words, though he continues to favor Alexandra with a smile. White, I will be taking the initiative. he says to her, then turns to Daniel, I find it interesting that, as the disciple of Jack, you would talk about protecting the weak.

[Metahuman1]

Alexandra beings to set the Pieces out, though she finds the route the conversation has taken, interesting. Very, very interesting.

"I don't think anyone is really given a choice anymore when it's found they can manipulate flux in any meaningful capacity sadly. And As Daniel points out, it is war time, so they can use that to justify much more then they would in peace. Though regulating individuals because you fear them is the way of the Tyrant, as Siegfried points out.

And as both Winthrop and Daniel mention, one cannot help but think that if they were merely asked instead of order, and it was made clear the kinds of benefits that would be afforded, that are afforded in an effort to make people less incensed that it is mandatory, that many would choose this. And yes Daniel, you may have a game with the winner." She favors him with a gentle smile for a moment as Alexsandr addresses the other man.

And at about that time, she puts the last piece down, and indicates to the board with her hand that she was ready for Alexsandr to make a move.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr glances at the board, then smiles and moves one of his pawns.

Pawn to d4

[Cogsrow]

-Daniel looks away out the window- Jack....can't help himself, they used a special mixture of flux on him to try and enhance his powers, and he's to useful to get rid of. I know he's bad, but he wasn't always that way.....and I think sometimes the old him is still in there -he says solemnly before looking at the board watching them play-

[Metahuman1]

Alexandra moves a piece after a moment of consideration, listening to the others as she did. It was a terrible thing what Daniel describes. And she was beginning to wonder if Alexsandr had some history with Jack. Still, now was hardly the time to inquire into such things.

Knight to F6. Also, I feel I should warn you I SUCK at chess, but the character is suppose to be good at it.

[Meriss]

Henrik had retreated in to an uncomfortable silence as the conversation turned to recruitment practices. He had dreamed of serving his country as a Meister. But his own recruitment had been less than enjoyable.

And now his family's lives depended on his success or failure.

[Cogsrow]

-As Bismark and Pennyweather leave, you are left alone in the magnificiently decorated Dormitory, This was where you would live for the Next 4 years of your life at the academy, and the 7 of you would be roomates, and classmates for the entire time as well-


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All around you was the smell of books, every novel, story, manuscript, philosophical or scientific, if it had ever been put on paper it was here, now your own private library, it was warm and dry in here to preserve the books, You hear the soft clicking of ebony and ivory chess pieces as Bismark and Pennyweather play at a Chessboard infront of the fire, on a nearby shelf you see plenty of boards and pieces for other types of games. It seemed Bismark at the moment was winning


Unlike many schools the cafeteria was very small, 1 large table with seats for 9 arranged around them, there was a chef waiting at his station behind a counter, an array of cooking appliances and other things all arranged before them, he was a kind older man with white hair and pale blue eyes, he fixes his hat upon seeing you- Young Masters, it is an honor to meet you, I hope I can cook food that will serve to be the best you've ever eaten.

You'd see scaled down versions of your steamjacks, made to practice aiming and use of the jack powers not for full combat,ready to be entered lining the walls, a pit where there were several moving targets to practice combat, weights, treadmills, and other things to excersize, there was plenty here to practice with-

Arranged before you were intstruments, painting tools, other creation and expressive items, all there for anyone to express or create, to blow off steam if they needed

You'd see your real steamjacks all prepared and ready, each one of the Reitters had personal work stations and every tool imaginable to work, build, repair, and maintain their steamjacks

Each dorm came with a massive four poster bed with nice soft pillows and blankets, dressers to store your civilian clothes, and cabinets to put items and tools, A closet was filled with 10 uniforms, all perfectly tailored and would fit normally, the Jaegars would find they were made of flux cloth. Attached to each room was a personal bathroom with a large tub with marble and gold finishings, and already stocked with toiletries, oils, shampoos, conditioners, and anything one could desire for. Finally there was a Vox phone on each dresser with a written note to say how to dial out and call friends and family back home if they wanted. There was also a book a rather large one with rules and regulations for the academy, normal stuff, behave properly, be in bed by 1am, not allowed in the rooms of other students after lights out. The usual military academy stuff.

You would note your bed was much larger than any of the others, easily double the size and reinforced with metal fixtures, your uniforms were of course tailored but provided in your dresser was sets of flux cloth underwear to prevent some of the more unfortunate side effects of her powers in action.

The room was fully fitted with tools, winches, pulleys , and other devices to allow him easy mobility around his room and the closet was equipped with a newly made Dressing machine, he merely had to roll underneath it and it would dress him easily and quickly-


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Okay you're free to do whatever, go wherever and do anything

-Siegfried would go to the Mechanicarum to work on his Steamjack and Daniel would go towards his dorm room to unpack and get settled in, you'd note the dorm rooms don't have locks, so it would likely be polite to knock-

[Metahuman1]

There were almost no words for this place. There really weren't.

Alexandra was a fairly pragmatic person, and so first thing first was to spend about a an hour giving the rule book a once over and getting unpacked in her room. Once all was organized and she'd had the delight of discovering not just the uniforms and under garments but the new belt, gloves and scabbard, as well as the modification for her sword with instructions for it's use, she took a few moments to change before striking out for a bit for a little self guided tour of the premises. It was still something of the cage. But she had to grant it was a nice cage. Hell, if they had advertised this was what you got along with the pay if you signed up, she found it hard to believe any save maybe the most fanatically religious or devout pacifists would even pause to say yes.

Still, nothing for it. Best get the lay of the land.

She passed by the Machinarium first, giving Sigfried a wave but not really stopping to chat. This was more a matter of making sure she knew where it was and how to get too it for now. She'd probably feel more social after a work out a bath and some food, in that order. Though depending on what she found in the training area, she might actually feel more social at that first part.

The Dining Room was next, and here she did stop for a moment and talk, reassuring the older man that she was quite sure he was up to the task, though she left off that she was not a picky eater, deflecting instead by saying she didn't quite have the appetite just that moment for a meal but she'd be back as she was sure that would change before long.

Following that was the hobby room, and she found that a spectacle to behold indeed even if she didn't have the training or skill to use much of what was in there. She lingered still longer there taking it in before she did move on.

And then, then there was the Library. And the sheer volume of books in here was stunning by itself. The Atmosphere was nice, and between the myriad of strategy games and books, including multiple copies of every book present so that more then one person could make use of them at a time. And oh, the selections, cook books, history accounts, volumes of biology research and a near endless list of manuals and Trieste on every form of combat and tactics she could imagine, even one's that appeared to have been authored in Imperial Territory or in The Conglomerate. It almost made her weak in the knees as the Amazon simply wandered about in wonder looking at the odd volume here or there. Almost.

1: Yeah I know I kinda brushed over a bit with the NPC's, but I really wanted to get to this. She's looking at a lot of this stuff and utterly Drooling.

2: Hope you don't mind me adding a couple of things being handy. Just wanted to make sure she had all the things she'd want for having and using her sword.

3: If you'd like to have Bismark butt in on her here, I could see that leading to a bit of sparring in the training room. hint hint.

4: Are the students allowed to borrow things out of the library?

6: I hope you don't mind the mention of stuff authored in enemy territory, but I gotta figure if real history didn't start to change till only 50 years ago and this is suppose to be like the best stocked library in the union that they'd be there.

7: Lastly, I hope you don't mind the multiple copy's thing. Since part of it was that I figured they'd want extra copy's made so that in case of a fire or some such it would be less likely they'd loose potentially valuable knowledge and plus, this way, you can be sure that even if every student and every teacher needed a copy of the same book at the same time, there'd be enough to go around.

[Cogsrow]

-As Alexandra entered she'd see Bismark and Pennyweather playing, watching her drool Bismark grins- Ah another connoisseur of literature, it is good, one's mind should be as strong as one's body -He laughs heartily, Pennyweather would move his Bishop to take one of Bismark's rooks- Leave the poor child alone Bismark, she's probably still a bit overwhelmed -Bismark looks at his masked compatriot- Well she's obviously enjoying the books, probably almost as much as your son will when he sees them -Pennyweather gives Bismark a, don't continue that subject look, though not in an angry or malicious way- Regardless, it's good to see a lass that has a craving for knowledge, though I hope your body is just as up to snuff as I'm certain your mind is



1. Totally fine, we'll be on this scene for a bit and you'll get -plenty- of time to meet NPCS in this thread and in PM's if you desire
2. Not at all, the academy is smart enough everyone would find everything they'd need or want.
3. as if you had to tell me :p
4. In the rulebook it states any book taken out must be signed for and if damaged the price of replacing it will be taken out of the student's military pay
6. Actually they'd try and gain as much as they could, insight into the way the enemy's mind works is always useful. Note there would be no nonfiction from either the imperials or the conglomerate, they do not waste time on such things as entertaining reading
7. I kind of already figured there would be multiple copies of things that are feasible to have multiple copies of :3. Though it should be noted each dorm has it's own private library, the teachers and other dorms won't be taking your books

[Metahuman1]

The commentary about her fitness drew her eyes over to the pair, and she let the bigger man finish before offering her answer.


Which began as casually bending down with her none dominant hand, as made evident by the fact that any man who wasn't blind would be able to see the far from small blade strapped to the same side and thus rigged to be drawn with the hand being left free, unless she was ambidextrous or an idiot but both were unlikely enough to be assumed not to be the case till she raised suspicion otherwise, and lifted a bench that looked to be made to accommodate half a dozen people and of solid construction with the tips of the fingers on that hand, perfect control as indicated by the rate of acceleration, and not a single visible tremor of effort through her arm nor body nor across her face or in her eyes.

Said Blue eyes hovered on them as she merely held the position for several moments before she spoke.

"Gentlemen, you be the judges of that."



Cool. Though I would think they'd fancy having some of the fiction handy to have a better idea of the culture and such that such things tend to represent. Example: I'd figure Journey to the West would be something they'd want to have handy given just how much influence it had on lore and how many Chinese cultural insights it would offer. Ah well, time enough for that later, probably when peace time does eventually come.

[Cogsrow]

-Bismark claps and chuckles- Impressive for such a young las, you'll make a fine Jaegar yet. Reminds me a bit of myself when I came here -Pennyweather rolls his eyes as he moves his next piece- I also recall you demolishing the training room when you sparred with Marshall -Bismark looks back at Pennyweather- HE was a pompous fool who looked down on me simply cause I wasn't a noble, I quickly showed him the might of the common man -he grins and looks back at Alexandra- I will say you have an incredible amount of Potential Lass, and it'll be an honor to help you hone it


Oh yeah journey to the west is there, but I like to point out I seperate China and the Empire, so journey to the west is a Chinese Story, not an Empire story. :3 just a difference that's relative IC.

[Metahuman1]

She smiles and sets the bench down again, softly and gently, completely controlled and no strain all the way through. If you'd not been close and paying utmost attention, you would have never heard a thing from the time she first bent down to lift it, to the time she let it go again.

"I can understand that. I have had to work since I was small, and I have not always had the luxury of hiding behind another. Nor the temperament suited to such. And since I could not be shielded and could not be swayed to content myself with running, my father agreed to let me learn how to fight as long as I worked. Not an ideal arraignment some might feel, but it has worked out well for me." And here, she was actually smiling.




Huh, then who runs the Empire? I though China were the one's at it's center.

[Cogsrow]

-Bismark moves his last piece and checkmates Pennyweather, the masked Jaegar sighs and flips the board over- You know you could at least humor me and let me win once -Bismark grins- An enemy will never let ya win anythin so why expect that from a friend? -He then looks at Alexandra smilingWell the trainin ya got so far will be good, but I will teach you more about fightin and usin your powers. Though I'd argue the greatest gift a human can have is the might and power to achieve bodily perfection, and then use it to guard and protect his fellow man. Least that's my views on being a physical type jaegar-


Now that's a very good question isn't it? :p

[Metahuman1]

"What I do is strong, though I'm not so sure it's widely considered bodily perfection. More so for a woman. Though if your up for a bit of working out the training arena was meant to be my last stop on this little walk around the campus. Perhaps you'd care to put me through paces for a little while before I go for a bath and dinner?"

There was nothing flirty to the way she spoke. Not in the least. It was more "I could use a work out, care to play sparring partner for a few rounds?" or "Not familiar with that fighting style. Any chance you'd be persuaded to give me a lesson?"

"Though my temperament does seem to lead me towards telling those who wish a fight if they must have one they will have it with me or not at all. I've had to break a jaw or two over it." That last part was confessed a bit awkwardly.

Well then, if there too the east, and there no China, there's only one possible logical explanation.

Ancient Egypt!!! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILCzynEdTKE)

[Cogsrow]

-He was already walking towards the training area- I meant physical perfection, not beauty, beauty is to subjective for there to ever be perfection for it, and true you do not fit societal norms, but well, I can punch metal at near the speed of light at people, we aren't exactly normal. As for your paces I will be glad to put you through them, and of course tell you points where you need to improve -he chuckles- Don't worry about hurting me, give it all you got, I am the Iron and BLood Jaegar Royal guard after all

[Metahuman1]

She falls into step behind the man, giving him a listen as he talks. She had to wonder just what kind of monster he was in a fight if he really though she'd be unable to hurt him if pushed. Part of her was sort of interested in finding out. Part of her wondered if somehow he's just missed the memo on the full extent to her powers.

"As you wish. Nothing held back then."

[Cogsrow]

-Entering the training room he walks towards the sunk in pit in the center, it was about 30 yards in radius and was covered in warm white sand, as he gets there he takes his shirt off showing a body of ripped muscles and he stretches his immense physique, he was easily 8ft 9 and over 400 pounds of muscle, bone and sinew, he then looked at her and flexed- Alright Lass, give me all you got

[Emperor Ing]

As the pair enter the training room, they see another student, one Alexandra would recognize as Winthrop, or at least would if he weren't vanishing and reappearing constantly, raising a hand to point and then suddenly reappearing directly onto the spot he just pointed to in the same instance. It isn't long before he finally notices the others entering the room. He warps to them, giving the two a polite bow, acknowledging the two individually. Alexandra. My Lord Beezmark.

[Cogsrow]

-Bismark Chuckles- Good to see you are working hard Winthrop, Your powers seem to be well in hand as far as teleportation goes -he would reach down and clap some sand on his hands and shoulders-

[Metahuman1]

Alexandra did not remove her top. For obvious reasons. Though she does remove the coat that went over it, and the sword belt, drawing the sword from it's sheath before tossing both out of the ring.

She took a breath, and then, began to expand, growing rapidly till she was tall enough to look over the edge of the arena, and her whole body and everything attached, including the blade in her hand, had grown to match. She saluted Bismark, and gave a smile and wave to Winthorpe.

"A pleasure." She offers to him before locking eyes on the now comparatively tiny man. She assumed a low gaurd with both hands, and held the posture for a few seconds before she spoke.

"On Guard Mi'Lord!"





[roll0] Initiative.

[roll1] First Attack, Penetrating strength based and reach in effect. DC 22 Toughness save if it hits.

[Cogsrow]

-He would plant his feet calmly and looks as the Blade lands right against his neck, against any other opponent this would be death, but Bismark didn't even move an inch, she might as well have been cutting atthe Iron Curtain of Moscow for about as much damage as she did, her hands would ache from the reverberations of her blade striking such a hard surface, and he rubs his mustache- Decent form, but widen your stance a bit, and Follow through, don't start pulling back for another swing as soon as you hit, pile on through.




BIsmark can't physically fail the toughness check XD, so sorry, remember tehse guys are PL20+ monsters

[Metahuman1]

Um, yeah, the detailing of using her sword? The point of that was that she was using her sword. She didn't deck him. He told her to come at him with everything she had, she took him at his word. Max size, sheath thrown away, sword drawn and in play. If he'd told her just some light sparring it would be different, but he didn't.

[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop could tell the two would be sparring and thus teleported a few meters backwards to give them some space. That, and for his own personal safety. This looks like it will be a one-sided fight. However, it is only after the fact that Winthrop realizes he teleported to do something as simple as moving backwards a few meters.

[Torgarn]

After storing his personal possessions in his room, Alexsandr heads to the hobby room, where he quickly locates a piano. After wrestling himself onto the bench he begins to play. He begins with Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, playing as he internalizes and reflects on his encounters with his new compatriots.

He broods over Daniel's connection to Jack, wondering if he needs to be cautious of the man. He smiles slightly at his thoughts of the large woman who had treated him as an equal, despite his condition. As he loses himself in the music his mind swirls with idea for new innovations and ways he could work to improve his steamjack.

[Cogsrow]

-As Alexander plays He'd hear the footsteps of one of his fellow students, if he looked up he'd see Siegfriend and the Man smiles and looks at Alexander play- Impressive, I find myself quite lacking in he musical department -he chuckles- Though I will admit I am perfectly capable of making any machine sing.


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-In the training room, Daniel walks in, dressed in the full uniform and he watches the fight unfold as he looks at Winthrop- They didn't waste much time did they?

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr does not look up, as he continues playing the presto agitato. Letting his fingers continue as he speaks, he responds to Siegfried. You'll have to forgive me for not standing to greet you. he says sardonically. As to machines and music, I find they are much the same to me. Since I was a young child I have been able to recall with clarity most of what I have found of interest with little effort. I was full of engineering knowledge from a young age, which has allowed me to craft mine own SteamJack.

[Emperor Ing]

-In the training room, Daniel walks in, dressed in the full uniform and he watches the fight unfold as he looks at Winthrop- They didn't waste much time did they?

Winthrop simply shrugs in response. Et ez not ze worst zing. Ve get to see Lord Beezmark in action.

Besides, ef your powers are more effective in melee, et might be prudent to watch, you might learn sometzing. The Jager attempts to take a step back, only to almost trigger the reflex that causes him to teleport. He briefly wonders if in the last few minutes, he has become so dependent on teleportation he has forgotten how to walk.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried Leans against the Piano and looks at him- I learned...a bit differently, I was born in Stockholm, Worked in the machine shops -He rubbed the back of his head- They found I could control Jacks when I jumped into a reitter's cockpit for a jack we were repairing and it came to life

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-Daniel looks at winthrop- I've actually seen Bismark FIght before, he isn't at his full defensive power, as for powers I'm more of a long ranged type guy, I don't have the flux powers to make me able to take a hit, I can just throw fire and control heat -he says calmly as he watches the sparring-

[Emperor Ing]

I don't know how vell I can take a hit. He shrugs, seeing the Alexandra's blows be turned away like they were absolutely nothing. He wondered just what kind of blow it would take to even move a behemoth like the Kaiser. I'd razzer not find out zhe hard vay though.

Any ideas? He wondered if there was a less...painful method of measuring durability without having to actually take hits until he keeled over.

[Cogsrow]

-Daniel thinks a moment- Well Jack suprised me with Rocks soo...not really no, any test to see how tough you are would involve at least some attempts at harm.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr finishes his song with a flourish. My own SteamJack came about as manifestation of a simple desire to be able to more effectively work. My condition can make work difficult. Now I am hoping to bring forth the "god from the machine", mine own deus ex machina.

[Emperor Ing]

Exactly vat I didn't vant to hear. Winthrop sighs. All I can say is zat I am immune to every disease known and previously unknown to modern medicine.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried Looks at Alexander- If...you don't mind me asking, how did you end up in your condition?

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-Daniel looks at Winthrope- Interesting, That's rather useful for a doctor you can't get sick from your own patients.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr grimaces, Would you grab a violin for me? he asks before continuing on, I was crippled by an impatient Meister as a child as retribution for standing in his path.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried nods and hands him one of the violins and he looks at him a moment- Let me guess the same meister that's the son of our Dorm leader?

[Metahuman1]

-He would plant his feet calmly and looks as the Blade lands right against his neck, against any other opponent this would be death, but Bismark didn't even move an inch, she might as well have been cutting atthe Iron Curtain of Moscow for about as much damage as she did, her hands would ache from the reverberations of her blade striking such a hard surface, and he rubs his mustache- Decent form, but widen your stance a bit, and Follow through, don't start pulling back for another swing as soon as you hit, pile on through.




BIsmark can't physically fail the toughness check XD, so sorry, remember tehse guys are PL20+ monsters

Well, that didn't work the way she'd though it would. She took his advice though, widening her stance a bit as she changed her grip, transitioning to grabbing the sword form near the tip of the blade and the mid section of the blade and bringing it straight down hard and with all her body and weight behind it this time, cross guard lined up to be the point of impact atop the mans head. And she was clearly far form deterred just yet. Even if this one didn't work she had a couple of other tricks to break out before she was in trouble.


[roll0] Attack Roll. Using All out attack and Power attack, -5 to dodge/Parry and +5 to toughness DC final total results on sword damage attack. Reach and penetrating still in effect, save 27 if it hits.

[Cogsrow]

-Sparks fly as the sword hits his chest there is a resounding thud and resonating of metal,,and you'd note he had to place a foot back to not be moved by that strike, but other than that he seemed unphased and Bismark laughs - You are mighty powerful for your age and trainin lass, not many new can push me back a step. Now then when your opponent has to much defenses for your to penetrate you can also try a thrust, it puts all the pressure on a singular point, allowing you a better chance of piercing or breaking their defenses. Always look for a soft spot, a weakness, somewhere that won't be as tough as the others. That's where one should thrust, banging on a Jaegar made of iron is all well and good but if you're gonna fight like that you might as well have brought a hammer or a mace. Though good effort

[Metahuman1]

Well this had gone better in her head. She Altered her grip, bringing on hand back to the handle and the other hand about two thirds of the way down the blade, and drove the blades point right at the mans face this time. After all, neck and torso weren't working, might as well try the other obvious vital.

Though she did wonder ideally if he knew that that was one of the preferred methods of punching through armor with a sword. Still, ask later, fight now. And this time she had her angle just right to try to not only punch a hole through his guard, but to topple his balance.

[roll0] Attack Roll. Using Reach, Penetrating, All out Attack, Power Attack, and Improved Trip to add a trip attempt to the attack, so in addition to having to worry about toughness, he has to roll a check to avoid being knocked prone. DC for the toughness save for the damage is 27 again.

[roll1] I'm rolling an Athletics check for the trip attempt. Improved trip advantage allows me to deny him the attempt to trip me back, and allows me to choose weather he has to defend with an Acrobatics check, or an Athletics check, against the trip attempt.

I choose Acrobatics. Let's see if she can at least get him off his feat for a few seconds before he throws her through the ceiling.

[Cogsrow]

-She'd feel the blade meet a lot of resistance versus his eye and then a sickening cthunk and squelching as it bursts under the pressure, her blade pushing into his skull, blood oozing from his eye socket as he's pushed off balance and falls back, he had a definite look of suprise on his face, as he falls back the blade is pulled out. The sight was a bit unnerving, and the fact he was laughing the whole way down didn't help- Hahahahah! Thata girl, An IMpressive blow -He seemed to not be feeling any pain and you'd note by the time he was sitting up his eye was already almost fully healed-
Acrobatics check [roll0]

[Emperor Ing]

Mein Gott! Winthrop gasped as he saw the blade, at least partially sink into the elder Meister's face in a display that was nowhere near as impressive as it was horrifying. It didn't stop him from performing the holy trinity salutation. My lord, are you alright...? Seeing the wound completely dissapear with no sign it was ever there mere seconds after having seen it inflicted made the doctor wondered if he was capable of being harmed by mundane attacks.

[Metahuman1]

She held for a moment, shock and horror on her face, torn between disbelieving and mortal terror at what she had just done, and disbelieving and mortal terror at the fact that he was laughing about it and bounced right back up like a child's ball, while laughing, and complimenting her, as the wound disappeared almost as fast as it had been made.

This was not great battle field behavior, but it was expected and often required sparring etiquette, and further expected and demanded of duels not being fought to more then the first blood, the yield or the first knock down. It could even accurately described as sportsman like behavior.

Though in truth, in this instance, it was more her getting he stomach to settle down and bringing her mind back to that perfect frame she fought in. That knife edge balance between consuming rage and passion and fire, and cold, distant calculation.

The attack had worked better, but it was becoming increasingly evident that nothing she through at him was going to do more then bemuse him. Still, there was no point if she wasn't going to keep trying, and with that note, she saluted him again with her sword and assumed a hanging guard stance, from which she took a lunge more used in German longsword schools then the Scottish style she'd been favoring up to that point, and also seen quite a bit in Rapier, Epe, Spadroon and small sword schools of fighting. The blade literally crackled for an instant as the tip dove toward his belt, and then electricity arced out of it, filling a considerable chunk of the arena with a near possessed force.

AoE: Strength based, Burst area 2, selective, Electricity descriptor. I will Full All Out Attack and Full Power Attack. DC 22 if I can't do that, DC 27 if I can.

She's basically figured that she didn't phase him with a slashing attack, didn't even make him bat an eye with a full force bludgeoning attack, and even when she seemed to do damage with her most devastating thrust, he literally stood right back up seconds later and laughed it off the whole way through. So, she's attempting something different. An energy attack.

What she does if THAT doesn't work is something she'll figure out nest term. (Meaning I have one more idea for something to try, but she's not that far ahead yet.)

[Cogsrow]

-The lightning arcs across his body and he seems totally unharmed- A fine trick las, but I'm not affected by electricity -He grins and gets in a fighting stance- My turn -He'd dash forward, he was inhumanly fast as he seemed to blur with his movements and aims an uppercut into her stomach-


He's holding back so a bit of modified stats
[roll0] and if it hits dc 25 toughness check



-Daniel watches them fight and looks at Winthrop- Kind of scary what a high level jaegar can do, and Bismark is considered the weakest of the Royal guard in terms of combat ability.

[Metahuman1]

Toughness, I was eating a -5 circumstance penalty too Parry at the time for the electric blast to have all out attack added too it so I missed not getting hit by 6.

Failed toughness check by 1 degree, -1 to future toughness checks.

He was fast. Hell, this much speed would have surprised her coming form a man of half his bulk, form him? Shocking.

The blow connected just above the belt, ever the gentleman it seemed. She let off a whup sound as air was forced form her body. She got the feeling she was gonna feel that in the morning. But at the same time, it was hardly the worst blow she'd ever been deal. Proportionately anyway.

Sword Wasn't working, that much was clear. She couldn't hurt him. So she had two options. Force him out of the ring, or bind him up. The former might scrape her a win by technicality, the other would be harder and only give her a draw.

She twisted with the blow and swung hard to the side, while he was extended out of guard position and in the air to reach above a belt level that was nearly twenty feet off the ground, hooking at him and driving through to propel him now that he was just mass and velocity and most of it was spent in the blow. She aimed to have him out of the ring.


She's swinging the sword handle at him since he'd have had to jump up some to hit her there even at his height. So, Grapple check to grab hold of him, and if successful, I'd say another one to throw him clear of the ring.

Essentially, victory by ring out. All out Attack + Power Attack still in play to try to make this stick

[roll] 1d20+9 Initial Contact. CD 27 Toughness to avoid damage from being smacked with the sword hilt again, he's probably gonna pass. Moving on, Fast grab let's me make a free action rider grapple check. DC 21 to Escape initial contact if made. -5 penalty because of improved hold advantage. Improved grab makes me not vulnerable while doing this.

And DC 21 again with same -5 penalty and not being normal to chuck him out of the ring.

The two checks for the Grab action are strength checks for him, or dodge checks, your choice.

[Metahuman1]

[roll0]

All the rest of the info still applies form the old post.

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr begins to play a mournful dirge on the violin, of his own composition. I will have to leave that to your imagination. Such things are better left unsaid. You never know who might be listening.

[Meriss]

Henrik grins like a maniac and pushes his steam trunk into his room. A whole room!

He spends the next half hour or so carefully hanging what look to be faded broadsheets on any available space. He even hangs a Jack of Blades poster. Facing away from the door to the common room of course. It was best not to antagonize anyone.

He practically bounces back out into the coomon room carrying what looks to be a sketch pad and a suspicious bulge in his uniform coat pocket.

"I'm off to the steam jack garage to see what they've done to my design plans. Anyone care to join me?"

He excitedly chatters about anything that pops into his head as he walks toward the mighty war machines. Even if no one comes with him.

[Cogsrow]

So two strength checks
[roll0]
[roll1]

and if he passes those attack roll
[roll2] DC 25 toughness again he's still holding back

-Bismark grins and aims a magnetic pulse towards the metal of her blade to twist himself in air around the attack, then under the grab, landing on top of her fist he kicks off at it to Punch her in the face- I ain't that easy ta move lass


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Come on Alexandra you can do it! -Daniel Cheers, actually glad to a fellow classmate doing so well, especially the one that will be in the front lines, he then looks at Winthrop- Bet you 5 marks she lasts another minute.

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-Siegfriend looks at Alexander and Henrik- Sure I'll come along, maybe we can swap ideas -he looks at Alexander- Want to join us?

-Heinrik would enter the Machinarium and it was immense and magnificient, their Jacks all in proper docking stations, every tool and material imaginable laid out and in different sizes and shapes, Flux cores, Flux engines, different chemicals and ammunitions to load weapons. it was an Engineer's dream-

[Metahuman1]

Were those roll's with or with out the -5 he's suppose to be suffering?

[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop shakes his head. I'm not a betting man, Daniel. However I vill guess Alexandra lasts over a minute. He points to Bismark. See how Lord Beesmark doesn't follow through with his punches, zat zey seem to stop at ze point of impact? He ez holding back, vith just enough power to not...obliterate Alexandra.

[Cogsrow]

-Daniel nods- yeah...I've...seen Pennyweather and Bismark spar....they don't hold back then, and well....the surrounding terrain is deformed by the force of Bismark's punches


yes that is,

[Emperor Ing]

Refresh my memory, vat are Lord Pennyvether's powers again? Winthrop asks because he has the sneaking suspicion he and the Royal Guardsman have similar powers.

[Cogsrow]

-Daniel rubs the back of his head- Well...I've...never seen them all first hand, but he has total control over all cells and anything biological. This includes his own of course, so he's almost bismark's equal in strength and toughness, but a signifigant amount faster, it's said he can run from London to Moscow in an hour, he also can regenerate lethal damage in an instant. Control diseases, turn off flux powers, rot flesh with a touch. He's....kind of a scary when he's serious cause he transforms. -He wasn't sure if he should be saying all this and it was obvious on his face,-

[Metahuman1]

Huh, weird, I didn't see the -5 listed in the rolls. Oh well.

[roll0] He connects but only cause I was all out attacking last round. So, toughness check.

[Metahuman1]

Well, that staggered her back a step, and blood came down her nose as the fist connected with it. She still had wits about her though. Needed to get him out of the ring while he was vulnerable. She brought her hand up at him, hard upper cut.

[roll0]Employ Power Attack and All Out Attack. Same as before, attempting to grab him so as to throw him out of the ring. If the attack connects, DC 21 check or resist with a -5 penalty imposed on his check.

[Cogsrow]

That's cause I subtracted from his actual strength score of 25 so he rolled a 20, now then strength check
[roll0]
now attack roll [roll1] DC 25 once more.


-Bismark would let himself fall and twist in the air to dodge her blows, before ramming his fist towards her chest, he was grinning wide- Your able ta take a hit las, Though may want ta focus on dodging more

[Torgarn]

Alexsandr moves back into his chair and follows Siegfried and Henrik. Once he reaches the Mechanarium, he approaches his Steamjack and begins basic maintenance procedures, to ensure it has been properly transported.

[Emperor Ing]

-Daniel rubs the back of his head- Well...I've...never seen them all first hand, but he has total control over all cells and anything biological. This includes his own of course, so he's almost bismark's equal in strength and toughness, but a signifigant amount faster, it's said he can run from London to Moscow in an hour, he also can regenerate lethal damage in an instant. Control diseases, turn off flux powers, rot flesh with a touch. He's....kind of a scary when he's serious cause he transforms. -He wasn't sure if he should be saying all this and it was obvious on his face,-

Okay, well I can't do much of that. A single hit and it looks like Alexandra was damaged.

[Metahuman1]

[roll0] Alright, let's see what this offers before I IC post.

[Metahuman1]

So, I derped and forgot to subtract the penalty's form my 2 damage conditions. On the bright side, I failed even with out them so I failed even more.

On that note, I am now Staggered.


Now, now we were starting to get into what constituted worse for her. In that she was reasonably certain there were 3 opponents out of no were. She was clearly shaken, baldy, but there was fire in her eyes. She wasn't going to throw in the towel, she was gonna keep fighting until she just could not stand any longer.

She threw one last, desperate kick at him, hoping maybe switching gears to a lower body attack would surprise him.

[roll0] All out attack in the hope of connecting. I'll try a trip attempt on him again, and this time I want to try to apply my strength toward lifting him up, hard and fast, while he is falling and therefore technically weightless. Then physics should take over and land him out of the ring if this hits and he fails an Acrobatics check.

And yes I'm quite certain if this doesn't work he's gonna KO me and he's made the point quite clear that he could mop the floor with me any time he likes in a real fight, and that she's only still standing cause he's held back so far and even then she's basically only got a chance to win with a trick.

[Cogsrow]

[roll0] Rolling to see results of his acrobatics check
[roll1] attack roll and another Dc 25 tough save if it hits

-Bismark is sent flying, for a single moment it looks like he would be ringed out, but he twists in the air and a single toe lands on the edge of the arena and he pushes off flying at Alexrandra aiming to strike her again, he was silent for this having to actually focus to avoid that ring out-

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-Daniel looks at Winthrope- Well Jaegars evolve, so really Pennyweather could of started off with your powers and then evolved into what he is now.


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-Heinrick and Alexander would find their jacks had been transported with the utmost scare, there wasn't a single new scratch on them-

[Metahuman1]

[roll0] Toughness save.

[Metahuman1]

The last shot toppled the giant of a woman, and she went down. Hard. Game, set and match to Bismark.

Small post I know but there's really not a lot to say here.

[Emperor Ing]

Winthrop balks at not only how close Alexandra was to winning, but the maneuver that Lord Bismark had to use to ensure he was not rung-out. As far as he is concerned, achieving such a close victory, even though she lost, how close the match was just a few seconds ago was a victory in and of itself. Vell zat was not one minute, I sink zat means I lost. The Jager remarks, giving a respecting clap to the combatants.

I do not recall you mentioning Lord Pennyverth's teleportation abilities. He says, replying to Daniel. If ten years from now I am running from London to Moscow in under an hour, et ez because I can, not because et ez ze most efficient form of transportation.

[Cogsrow]

-Daniel sees her drop and goes to help her but She'd be caught by Bismark who lays down the Giantess gently, He then smacks her face a bit- Get up Lass -He throws some water on her face- It'll be best ta walk it off -Daniel looks at her a bit worried- She still did better than I could of, or any of us really.....even if it wasn't a full minute

[Emperor Ing]

Just seconds before, Lord Beezmark vas centimeters avay from vringing-out one of ze Royal Guard, and zis vas only ze first sparring match between ze two. Zat's quite an achievement in my mind.

[Meriss]

Henrik grins broadly at his nearly completed jack. The frame, the engine, all of it in pristine condition. Ready and waiting for the last few final tweaks. This will be marvelous! But first..

"Herr Alexsander would you like some assistance with your steamjack?"

[Metahuman1]

"It would have been a more significant achievement if he hadn't been holding back so considerably." The ice blond says as she comes to a sitting position and brings one hand up to her head, steadying herself.

"He made no effort to evade at least the first three attacks, and at not point did he hit me with more then a fraction of what he could throw at me. And more, I was hitting him with everything I had and it wasn't even phasing him apart form that last shot being lucky."

One had to give her some credit, she was not one to have a swelled head it seemed. She let off a soft groan as she tried to get the room to stop spinning, and became her initial height again.

[Torgarn]

Уже они пытаются украсть мои секреты . Alexsandr mutters under his breath in Russian. He rotates his chair to face Henrik. You have my thanks for the offer he replies shortly, but mine steamjack will respond to mine commands. I do not require your assistance. He lays his hand upon his steamjack and the cockpit folds open, extending a grip, which he grabs and uses to pull himself up into it. He begins going through his readouts and displays making sure his sensors are properly calibrated, without shutting the cockpit once more.

[Meriss]

Henrik shrugs casually and returns to his own half finished machine. He climbs up the catwalk to the back of the terrible thing and begins the somewhat intense process of preparing the back and shoulders to accept the articulated wings he had planned.


@cosgrow: did you want or need rolls for the build phase?

[Cogsrow]

-In the Training room all would be quiet as there was a very loud and slow clapping, Pennyweather had seemed to just....appear, he was not there before, nor was there any sound before he began to clap as he looked at Alexandra from behind his mask, you note Daniel almost seems to shrink away from the Jaegar as he tals- Alexandra do not be one to sell yourself short, a swelled head is to be avoided, but it has been a long time since a jaegar with such potential has passed through these halls. I will say it is an honor to be teaching this year for this Dorm seems to have the finest crop of meisters in a long time. It does my heart well. Now then as your doctor I must perform physicals on all of you, documentation for the military and all that, Miss Alexandra your name is first, so if you would be so kind as to follow me -He looks towards Winthrop and Daniel- You two will be next, so don't wander off to far -there was a humor to his voice, as he finishes talking BIsmark laughs- Ai, I havn't had dis much fun with a trainee in ages, I can't wait to see you all grow -he'd help steady Alexandra and get her out of the arena-


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-In the workshop siegfried was working on his jack and comments idley- Would you like some help Henrik? I'm pretty good at mounting things -he asked watching his fellow Reitter walk the walkways near his mech, meanwhile Alexander would discover the jack had small changes made to it, new ports as if something new was going to be attached without him knowing, on close inspection Henrik would find these on his jack as well-

No I'm not gonna require any checks for just upgrades and such, that's assumed to be part of your nature as a reitter to design and build those for your Jack

[Meriss]

Henrik smiles brightly. "But of course! As Mon pere always said. Many hands make light work. One moment sil vous plait" The young man digs though his uniform pockets and the suspicious bulge in his pocket is revealed to be a tooled leather autograph book. Henrik smiles sheepishly at Seigfreid as he hands over a medium sized sketch book. "The plans are in the middle just after the flux core breakdowns. Two wings on the back, they will be flux treated steel. Thus light and strong. Do be careful around the flux core, I'll need to run extra fuel and hydraulic lines out to them. Also watch the core venting. I'm trying to find some way to power an over charge effect so heat might be an issue."

Henrik rummages around one of the tool chests and discovers a spanner which will allow him to begin attaching the hard points for the wings.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegfried opens the autograph book and looks at the plans, a small quirk of the Reitter infusion is it usually took a bit of effort for a Reitter to interpret another Reitter's plans. He tilts his head a moment and nods- Okay yeah I can definently help with this, though I'll admit Henrik -He would get some tools and get to work- You'll want to start writting your notes in code, if an enemy spy got them then they could decipher everything your jacks can do

[Meriss]

Henrik grunts as he tightens a rather troublesome bolt. "Why on earth would one carry plans into battle? Surely before a battle, one would have all the work done and afterwards... well, after it would be merely field repairs."

He ruffles his hair and unbuttons his uniform coat. "That side should be bolted higher."


I'm playing up the sheer civilian naivete of Henrik. Also the autograph and sketch book were meant to be separate items. Mind you I'm liking the concept. Henrik is such a fan boy that his sketches are mixed in with his autographs.

[Metahuman1]

-In the Training room all would be quiet as there was a very loud and slow clapping, Pennyweather had seemed to just....appear, he was not there before, nor was there any sound before he began to clap as he looked at Alexandra from behind his mask, you note Daniel almost seems to shrink away from the Jaegar as he tals- Alexandra do not be one to sell yourself short, a swelled head is to be avoided, but it has been a long time since a jaegar with such potential has passed through these halls. I will say it is an honor to be teaching this year for this Dorm seems to have the finest crop of meisters in a long time. It does my heart well. Now then as your doctor I must perform physicals on all of you, documentation for the military and all that, Miss Alexandra your name is first, so if you would be so kind as to follow me -He looks towards Winthrop and Daniel- You two will be next, so don't wander off to far -there was a humor to his voice, as he finishes talking BIsmark laughs- Ai, I havn't had dis much fun with a trainee in ages, I can't wait to see you all grow -he'd help steady Alexandra and get her out of the arena-


Alexandra nodded as she pulled herself together enough to climb out and return to her normal size. Though she did pass Danial and Winthrop a comforting smile as she did, and began to collect her jacket and sword belt and sheath. Getting herself pulled back together enough. She was walking slowly, still kind of dazed form the beating, but she was doing so reasonably steady and under her own power. She was tough if nothing else.

"No sense putting that off then I suppose. Daniel, Winthrop, I'll see you both shortly, maybe dinner?" She queried before being off. And then she turned to Bismark, and there was respect and a general look of still having taken one too many hits of very recent vintage. And there was also fire in her eyes.

"Thank you for the bout. I look forward to the next one."

She wasn't rude, she didn't come off arrogant about it. She wasn't implying she firmly expected to win next time. Just that she looked forward to there being a next time, and he could expect her to bring her A game.

[Cogsrow]

-Siegrief blinks a moment as he flips through the books- Three things, 1. you should totally get pennyweather's signature while you're here, it is one of the ones you're missing. 2. This is a war, there will be spies and sabateurs that will be in our camps looking for any advantage. 3. Our greatest asset is our technological superiority, if they got their hands on one of our notebooks it could ever so slowly bridge that gap.


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-Bismark gives Alexandra a good pat on the back- I like dis one Marcus, she has a fire in her -Daniel nods to Alexandra- Sure we can meet up for dinner after your medical examination -Pennyweather clears his throat- Indeed, Miss Alexandra if you would be so kind as to follow me -he turns to walk away and lead her to his office-

[Metahuman1]

Alexandra nods, and begins to follow him. Slowly at first, but she's steady enough to keep her own feet under her. Beyond that, she does start to pick up some speed as she steadily shakes off the effects of the bout on the way.

[Emperor Ing]

I suppose dinner vill work. Winthrop nods to Alexandra as she walks off.

So zis physical... He turns to Daniel. How vill zis work? Ze last checkup I had, I tested positive for every disease zey tested for.